An Age Old Evil

It was the year 2008. I was very set in my ways of Vampire Master with my days of exploring the female kind so recklessly behind me. Yet, I still had my witch here and then, even perhaps a fairy once, but my way of chasing a 'skirt' as they would like to refer to it these days, was long over.

It was a cold winter's night, there was a slight mist covering the road, and the rain was pounding down onto the roof of the car. It was down south here in London by where some of the old warehouses are found. My path led me there that night with the hunt of two of our kind.

The male and his bride went off and a frenzy which they so casually referred to as their honeymoon. Guess that beats going to the beach, but yes, I was fresh on their path and quickly gaining ground. They were about a block out of my reach, and I was moving pretty quick in my black sedan, which I so foolishly was conned into buying.

So I was near, but a few meters, and I would have been upon their locat