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As he approached, the moonlight shed light onto the balcony on which the vampire and human stood. It was grand, extravagant with intricate designs carefully set into its banisters… it was rather sickening, the luxury vampires lived in while hybrids scrambled for survival. Farren could see the vampire more clearly now, and the displeasure was obvious on the white-haired figure’s face. The dark-haired hybrid scowled as well, already aggravated by this strange and stately vampire. Farren didn’t like how the vampire seemed so used to standing above others.

He then noticed the human and briefly met eyes with the girl... slight and so obviously frail. Why was she looking at him so intently? Surely a mere human wasn’t so perceptive as to realize his true nature…? His gaze flickered down to her hand, pressed against the vein of her neck… how pleasant would it be to, like a vampire, drink the warm blood of the living day after day? Feeding when hungry and out of want instead of necessity? If all went well, he would soon know.

The vampire finally acknowledged them, albeit, with a single word. Farren eyed Eclipse warily as she stepped forward. “I am Hailey. This is Scott,” she said. A wave of irritation washed over the hybrid leader, as he forced himself to keep his composure, jaw rigid. He glowered at the warrior from the corner of his eye as she continued rambling – her intention weren’t harm, he was sure... but…

“Now, don’t get ahead of yourselves,” the vampire said – Farren could almost see the smile on his face, “Firstly, why should I trust someone who uses false names?” Clearly, he shouldn’t. Farren’s irritation towards Eclipse simply grew tenfold. Why on earth she had to go and make things more complicated, he couldn’t fathom. Harmless intentions or not, it did not change the intense aggravation he felt.

As the vampire closed his little speech, a strange expression passed his face as he hooked an arm around the human’s waist. Farren scowled slightly – if the vampire was so possessive, taking the bonded human could be… more troublesome than it was worth. However, it was far too early in the plan to decide on anything, so he simply shook his head. “Draven,” he stated. Eclipse had the right idea in hiding their true identities, but at the very least it could have been one the vampire could believe… although, in truth, the only title he enjoyed was his own true name.

“Your pity is unnecessary. I am Draven. This one truly is called Hailey, and we have another lurking in the forest,” he said evenly, gesturing back to the shadows of the trees. “Our homes were destroyed by hybrids, and we come seeking temporary arrangements.” The lies flowed smoothly from Farren’s mouth – he had gone over it many times beforehand, after all. He had been planning this event for quite some time now. Finally it seemed he would put it in motion.

However, this vampire wanted payment? Quite petty wasn’t he, with most vampires being so hospitable towards their own kind… “As for payment, we have nothing to offer.” Hybrids weren’t like the vampires, living in luxury and wealth. They had little on their persons they could spare. “Perhaps once our estates have been… reconstructed, we will be able to properly express our gratitude.”

Yes, the hybrids would surely show the extent of their gratitude when they take a certain human off the vampire’s hands…