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For years since control of the city fell from demon hands they were forced to live in hiding within the cities underbelly, the dark, dank sewers. Only a few were able to rise from the rubble that was their weakened bodies and broken prides, the greatest of those few was Larken who lead his brethren back to the surface world to take back what was theirs, of course they were all far too weakened to do so by force so they needed time to continue to heal their wounds and grow their power. Larken provided them the means to do so by seizing control gang controlled territory bit by bit until there were few who could rival them, the law regarded them as just another gang too powerful to be taken down so they were able to do what had to be done, feasting on humans and making it appear as casualties of gang violence while flying under the radar of hunters.

That time is over and the time to let the humans know to prepare for war, but he could not do so with a sudden attack, a better way would be to feed on a human and leave their defiled corpse where the right people would find it, he could think of no better place to do this than their precious University. An attack on a students would begin the stirrings of fear and panic. A certain brown haired, green eyed teen had chosen a most unfortunate night to be out pass curfew.

Larken had spotted her upon his intrusion though she failed to notice him on account of her attempts at sneaking back into the campus no doubt, fortunate for him but very, very unfortunate for her. It was easy to guess which building she was her goal allowing him to choose an alternative route that would get him there much sooner, and there he would wait wait wait there in the darkness near the entrance where in her hurry she would not see before it was too late. Sure enough she rounded the corner and swiftly she scurried to what she thought would be her protection from unseen pursuer but just before she could reach the double doors a tall, rough looking thug with gnarly scars down the left side of his face came from the darkness to stand between her and safety, she tried to slow up and take off in the other direction but it was much too late, his right hand found a firm grip around her slender neck and hoisted her into the air.

" Look at what we've got here, a sheep that has wondered too far from it's guardian Shepard in night, wondered right into the jaws of a hungry wolf "

he said with a nasty, crooked smile as she squirmed in his grasp trying desperately and in vein to break free, his strength was far beyond hers. With the flick of his wrist the girl was tossed against the wall behind them nearly knocking her unconscious therefore allowing him ample time to flip her over and press her face and chest against the cold, hard wall. He could feel her trembling beneath his touch, he was well aware of the fact some mortals were cursed with abilities akin to demonic power so he knew he had to kill her before shock and fear gave way to reason and she used what power she had against him. The grotesque sounds of his jaws unhinging and stretching could be compared to the sound of wood splinting under pressure as he prepared to decapitate her with the aid of the now many visible rows of inhumanly sharp fangs, so that he may quickly drink the corpse dry directly from major arteries.