<span style="color: #800000">Evony looked back as her sister vanished into one of the monotonously-the-same appartments. She shrugged and strolled on; the other girl would catch up with her eventually. This gave her an opportunity to scavange without ridicule from the other girl. The bustling street was obviously not worth searching- only the best could hunt in plain sight and get away with it, and they never had leftovers.<br/><br/>Pushing past a pair of formally dressed lovers and a crowd of teens headed for the brightly lit theater behind her, Evony turned down a side street lined with business offices. The rush of sound faded as she moved farther and farther from the downtown area, returning to the quieter sections she was more accustomed to. It was in one of these backstreets that she had first woken and figured out how she had changed, so it was natural for her to return here to feed.<br/><br/>An old man started when she turned into an alley and found him bent over a crumpled girl who could be barely be called a woman. The thigh-high stockings and miniskirt, artistically made-up face and see-through shirt screamed pleasure, but her limp body and semmingly unharmed skin said she was the victim of a vampire. The old man licked blood off his lips, further confirming Evony's suspiscions. They stared at each other for a moment, recognized each other as members of the same affliction, and he fled.<br/><br/>Evony bent down to finish the meal -there was no way the girl could have survived- but was stopped by a shrill cry from somewhere to her left. She looked up, and froze in shock.</span>