The vampire hissed again in annoyance. The human's blood was sweet to the smell, but the witch... though she would be a treat indeed, was not worth bringing a war to their coven... not over a little snack anyway... not now. The villagers had made a bad move in hiring a slayer, now they would pay. The vampire glared at the frightened red headed male watching carefully to see if he would stray far enough from the witch so that he could snatch him away.<br/><br/>Hector however clung onto Rea hand as if like depended on it; at that moment he as he glanced around to see a dozen beady black eyes glistening in the darkness staring right back at them, he knew his life was completely in her hands. Which worried him, because if the vampires were afraid of her... he couldn't possible imagine how powerful she was and or what she would do with him later. Her hand was still dripping with the warm blood of his former master.... Oh God! What was he getting himself into now?<br/><br/>Hector kept quiet for a long while and glanced around at the over hanging tree worriedly. All the while wondering where she was going to take him or what she was going to do with him. Just when he was certain he would be out of reach from the vampires, Hector nervously glanced over toward the mysterious woman. The dried blood on her hand terrified him, he wondered how she had killed the slayer... which ever way, he knew it wasn't pleasant and he really didn't care ask unless she got some sort of notion he wanted her to show him how.<br/><br/>Once he saw the sun beginning to rise, he relaxed a little, and tried to smile. "So... I should... I should be going," he announced, carefully testing the waters...but for some reason just by the way she was holding his hand, he wasn't getting away so easily......Vampires wanted only one thing.... but witches were much more complicated than vampires.