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enjoyed myself. Who wants to talk while they eat anyways?
     
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    I couldn't find my brother all week. All week! I rested close to the cabin and as soon as the sun set, I rushed to it. When I didn't find him there, I went to our home. I had to be careful when I did that. The old human I apparently scared had raised the alarm. The humans were looking for me, looking to destroy me before I killed again.
    How else was I going to get fresh blood?
    Not that I hunted while looking for my brother. He was more important than the hunger gnawing at me. I knew I'd have to take time off from the search one night to sate myself. I kept pushing it back, hoping each night would be the night I found him.
    I knocked on the door, feeling the wood buckle with each blow. “I just want to know where my brother is. I won't kill you. Promise. You don't even have to open the door.”
    “Demon be gone!” the voice on the other side commanded.
    “What? I just want to know where–”
    “We know what you want, monster,” the voice interrupted. “And we're not telling you. We will not let you condemn poor Da–”
    “If you say his name, I will rip the door off and then rip your tongue out!” I interrupted this time.
    A pause on the other side. “We won't let you condemn his soul. God will not be denied another child.”
    “Who's God?” I asked. “Does he have my brother? Where is he? How do I find him? I thought our aunt and uncle had my brother.”
    “The only one interested in you is the Devil. You will burn in hell, monster.”
    This human wasn't making any sense. My brother was God's child? And where was Hell? Did he even know who I was looking for?
    The wail of a siren pierced the night. Red and blue lights flashed and a bright light washed over me. A silver and black car squealed to a halt, Vampire Forces gleaming on the side, and two humans jumped out. They stationed themselves on each side of the car, guns aimed at me. The one on the left was calm, his gun steady. His eyes held determination, a level of control that showed he knew what he was doing. The other was nervous. The gun in his hand wavered and sweat covered his brow.
    I gazed between the two, mind and instincts racing. I knew the threats these two humans were to me, understood who they were. Vampire Forces, humans who hunted and destroyed vampires. They combed the darkness, searching for the hunters and turning them into prey.
    The one to the right yelped when I lunged at him, knocking him into the car. A crack echoed, the other human shooting as I raced away. I ran until I reached the city, immersing myself in humans that didn't care I was a vampire.
    There, I resumed the search for my brother, pushing my close call with Vampire Forces to the back of my mind. I moved from street to street, approaching each human with extra caution. My first approaches had been too fast. To the human, I had simply appeared. The reactions were the same though, silence and stares.
    I asked other vampires about my brother as well. They shook their heads like the humans and hurried on their way. One warned me what streets Vampire Forces staked out in hopes of destroying vampires. If you value your survival, young one, avoid those streets , she warned.
    The restrictions made it hard; I wanted to search the streets I had to avoid. Often I abandoned my search, diving into the shadows as I caught sight of a silver and black car. Staying calm when talking to humans was becoming a chore. I sank a fang into my tongue more than once when biting my anger back.
    All to no avail. My brother had vanished into thin air. I desperately missed him, searching my mind for memories, sometimes hoping to stumble across a human memory that hadn't vanished. There were none and I replayed the few I had of him over and over.
    I knew I shouldn’t use his name, but I didn’t care. I wanted to find him. “Danny, where are you?”
    The only answer I heard was the city. It pulsed around me, thousands of