Gen growled quietly as he heard footsteps emerged from the side of the house. He didn't need to look up to see that it was her...coming to finish him, no doubt.<br/><br/>Her footsteps were sure, her mind obviously thinking he would be an easy target with three bullets already in him. Scratch that, two, he'd gotten one out of his stomach a few seconds before she came in to view.<br/><br/>Gen was panting as she rose the gun to his head. Blood dripped from his mouth and a smirk slowly formed across it.<br/>She thought she'd won so soon in the game?<br/><br/>There was a loud snarl, and of course a gunshot, but when it was all said and done Gen was on top of her, his body, though light for a vampire his size, pressed down on to hers, holding it in place.<br/>He was light because he hadn't fed in several days, which made it rather difficult to function properly in this situation...so...<br/><br/>Fangs sank in to her neck as his arm reached up and pinned her's that held the gun, to the ground. The only sound that came from him was the staggered swallowing of her blood as it flowed in to his mouth and down his throat, quenching his thirst hungrily.<br/>He didn't need to say anything, all of his words went in to his actions, and right now, as he fed from her in the grass of her own backyard...he was basically sneering, "Weak."