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always staying a safe distance away.
Tonight would be the first night that I would be leaving the house
alone.
    As I looked at the clock I
visualized the image of a receding sun behind the blacked out
windows. Soon it would be time to leave. I was nervous but felt
ready. Sebastian had trained me well and I was confident that I
could track my prey. I would soon feel the warmth inside me. This
was my favorite time. I craved the warmth and was ready to pursue
it.
     
    As the rest of the coven gathered
in the foyer reading for the evening ahead I went to check in with
Merek.
     
    “ So, your first night alone. Do you
feel ready?”
    “ Yes, thanks Merek. Sebastian has
been a great teacher and last night went really well. I am
ready”
    “ Ok then. So where are you headed
tonight?”
    “ I am going to head over to Aqua
Blue” I said with forced confidence.
    “ Fancy” Merek smiled giving me a
wink.
    “ Well good luck. Just remember to
not leave any evidence” he said in a more serious tone.
    “ Of course. I promise I will be
careful.”
    Each coven had their own way of
covering their tracks. With people disappearing randomly around the
world each day it wasn’t too hard for us to blend into the
statistics. The most important thing was to make sure and not leave
any evidence or witnesses. Our coven had their own incinerator
which we used do dispose of the left over corpses each morning. It
was a surprisingly effective system that had allowed the coven to
live undetected for centuries.
    Sliding into the front seat of my
nondescript black sedan I pulled down the long drive and onto the
road leading into town. Everything about the hunt was designed to
leave no lasting impressions. We used common cars and dressed to
blend into crowds. Some of the more normally distinctive looking
vampires even employed wigs and other elaborate disguises meant to
cloak them from the memories of the humans and we moved among
them.
    I pulled into an empty alley
across the street from Aqua. Parking lots often had attendants or
cameras so I tried to position myself out of recorded view whenever
possible. Crossing the street I approached the front door as an
attendant quickly opened it with a warm greeting.
    Aqua was one of the top three bars
in the area for the beautiful people. These were generally men and
women that had high incomes with little net worth. They desperately
wanted to look like the glittering rich and be treated as such.
Bar’s like Aqua had been designed to cater to these ego-centric
high earners. The bar would role out the red carpet for you and
would happily escort your entourage to the supposed VIP area while
their hands reached into your pocket to relieve you from your hard
earned cash. The thing about people like this is that they were
some of the most physically stunning people you would ever
meet.
    The truly rich high net worth
people of the world don’t really care about the external approval
of others and therefore usually look quite modest in their
appearance. The wannabe rich cared deeply about others opinions and
spent their time making sure their bodies, clothing, and
possessions were the best that they could be. I liked hunting here
because the men inside were the same kind I would have drooled over
before my change. Once their mouth opened though it generally did
not take too long for them to earn my disgust. These guys were full
of it and that made it so much easier for me to use their body as I
needed.
    Scanning the bar tonight I looked
around for the telltale signs of a single jerk. I tried to stay
away from taken men whenever possible. Even when looking at the
hunt from an evolutionary perspective I still felt bad taking
someone if they would be leaving another behind. It sounded weird
in my head as I considered this but the truth was that hunting for
humans was very similar to hunting for any other animal. A good
hunter respects his prey and only takes what he needs to survive.
Human’s, although they