<span style="font-style: italic">What is the difference between darkness and light? Not much other than one is blacker than the other. And then there is the fact that more things besides humans go bump in the night. Darkness is just the shadowy side to the light, A club made up for those who live and thrive in the night, is home to many of the darker races. From demon to vampire...everyone isn't human. Nor is everyone there a good person. Most tend to be...on the evil side of things. <br/><br/>And this happens to be the story of a vampire prince...who rides that fine line between what is good and what is evil. As vampire prince...you are held to certain...expectations. Yet to a vampire...expectations...are more of a suggestive guidlines. Expecially when your the rebel child of the family. <br/><br/>There is two rules a prince of vampires must uphold. One...never reveal who you are to anyone. And two...never fall in love with a mortal. Yet there comes a day when someone enters the nightclub who really didn't belong. And since they didn't belong...the prince of course...wanted to mingle with them.</span><br/><br/><a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/c8166bab39fa1d92-1.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Mizo Hiesio<br/>Vampire Prince<br/>21 (human years)<br/><br/>Mizo was sitting at the bar. Sitting on the bar facing the entrance would be more accurate. He was bored. It was the same old same old lately. Nothing new happened. No one new had come in. It was rather boring. And he had to hide who he was from everyone in here. It was such a bore. He groans. Bored....still. Yet again. Why couldn't something new happen? Or why couldn't someone new enter? And right as he finished thinking that last thought...someone entering the room caught his attention. Well...this person was a new face. And scent. Which didn't smell as if belonged in here. Which made him want to get to know this person.