Daniel's week had gone about normally. Though he had noticed a sharp uptick in the news about deaths in the city. Complete exsanguinations. That bespoke some fool having created a new fledgling and not having them under control. Ha! But Mr. Vey knew that such creatures were dangerous; they did need training. He wondered how that person would train the other vampire--<br/><br/>Until late one night he ran across one of the bodies himself.<br/><br/>That was....clumsy. This was starting to affect his own feeding and hunting; people weren't going to go out and party if they were worried they'd get bled dry!<br/><br/>So he started looking for the new vampire, following clues and evidence in the media about where the person could possibly be. Most new vampires tended to hunt near their own home or somewhere familiar or comforting...<br/><br/>After a few more nights, he found him. And was in for a shock.<br/><br/>Wide-eyed, he blurted, "<em>You</em>." It was hard to say if it was surprise in his tone or something accusatory.