Night Hunt(Miguel)

[dante]

There were many things Dante enjoyed doing, reading, listening to music. However their was one thing he loved to do more than any other was to hunt. The night called to him like no other and even with all his three hundred odd years, the thrill of the hunt never got old. He jumped across rooftops, the rain hitting his back softly as he looked for his next prey. Maybe he would go for a male this time, they usually took longer to break and were fun to play with.

Dante's usually impassive lips turned into a small smirk when he looked down onto the streets below him and found exactly what he wanted. A couple, probably just coming back from the park nearby. To bad they went on their date night on the night he was hungry for a meal. Well, to bad for them, he on the other hand could almost feel the sweet elixir of like running down his throat.

Unable to wait any longer Dante jumped down from the four story high building landing directly in front of the young couple. His face turned into what he called the demon inside, his teeth growing longer he smirked at the now extremely scared couple. The man, pushing the girl behind him, himself barely brave enough to step forward. "Whose First?" Dante asked, going over to lean casually on a wall, his hand on his head. He did enjoy playing with his food and thats all they were, tasty, yummy snacks.

After he finished his meal, covering up his tracks completely, he walked calmly out of the dark alley and into the main street. Straighten his suit as he stopped, watching the night sky with a smile. Dante had no plans for night, he was as free as any creature on the earth could be. He reached into his leather jacket and pulled out a packet of cigarettes, leaning against a light pole he lighted one, enjoying the fresh night air as he did so.

[miguel Delgado]

Well here he was, once again, late at night on the road heading home after a long day of training. He never saw the point of it really, his father was probably crazy anyways, with all this vampire talk and how he’d have to take over one day. Take over what really? Seemingly his father thought they had some Vampire protection kind of deal, he never understood it, never bothered too really. He never believed in it and just did these trainings because it kept him in shape, and the ladies liked that, so he was benefitting from it in a way anyways. Plus if he ever was in a dark alley with a stranger, he’d be able to kick some ass for sure.

He walked down the street, with his training clothes in his bag, and his bag hanging over his shoulder, through the darkness. He just wanted to get home, relax and do nothing; it’s all he had in his mind really. As he walked down the street he looked around, it was pretty quiet and nobody seemed to be walking around at this hour. Maybe he should hurry a bit and get home, as he turned the corner he noticed this random man, leaning against the light pole as Miguel made his way closer. The man was standing there, smoking, not doing much, though he was the only person Miguel came across walking that night.

Miguel made his way towards the man, it was near where he was about to cross the street anyways. As he walked next to the man and stood there, about to cross, he said he might as well say something, out of good manners. “quiet night huh? Haven’t seen anyone at all while I walking” Miguel said kindly. He might as well say something, Miguel was probably the only other person he saw all night as well, plus Miguel knew if he tried anything, he’d be able to defend himself anyways.