The sun was beginning to set when Dagger decided to go out for the night. He was not human nor vampire...he was what you would call a science experiemnt. He is a vampire, but with genetically altered genes that allow him to withstand any vampire weakness out there. He decided that tonight would be a good night to go hunting, this was his first night in this new town. He moved from place to place...fearing that<span style="font-style: italic">they</span>would find him, they being vampire slayers and other vampires. Vampires hated him because he was different and they called him The Pariah-which meant outcast. Dagger was one though, he didn't fit in with humans or vampires.<span style="font-style: italic">Maybe this time they won't find me and piss me off</span>he thinks as he walks down the sidewalk. He is wearing a plain black t-shirt that had tears in it, through the tears mesh could be seen. He had on pair of black baggy pants that were torn at the knees. He was also wearing a pair of combat boots. His white as freshly fallen snow was held up in a spikey mohawk with lots of hair gel. The only reason his hair was white was that he was an albino vampire. To hide the color of his eyes, which were the color of an animals, light amber colored, he wore black sunglasses.<br/><br/>Dagger sighs as he continues to walk, he would stalk his prey in diffrent places like night clubs or occasionally he would pick a random person off the street. But tonight was different, because he couldn't decide what he wanted. He continues to walk, only to stop for traffic. Occasionally a human being would stop and look at him. How he hated them and his own kind. He of course didn't give direct eye contact with them and continued minding his own business.<span style="font-style: italic">I wish they wouldn't stare</span>he thinks. Them staring at him, made him feeling unconfortable in his own skin. The way the groups of humans stared at him, made him feel as though he were a side-show attraction.<br/><br/>He took a short cut and cut through an alley. That's when he noticed that two people were following him. One was traveling by rooftop while the other was following a good distance behind him.<span style="font-style: italic">Why are they following me? I just moved into this town...</span>he thinks as he exited the alley. He was making his pace even faster, hopefully trying to loose them. Tonight he didn't feel like having a confrontation with anyone. He noticed that they were still following him.<span style="font-style: italic">Damn it! Why can't they just leave me alone?</span>he thinks as he continues on.