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Old 09-21-2008
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OOC : I'll just make the first post.
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Morgan stalked through the forest on the outskirts of a nearby village of humans.
Well, from their surveillance they were all human in population.
The young vampires looked to each other and whispered amongst themselves.
The moon was hanging in the sky in a crescent shape, and it was the middle of the night. Pitch darkness. It was the perfect time for a hunt.

The vampires hopped into the air, flinging themselves onto high up branches on the trees.
Moving stealthily, Morgan leapt onto a tree with another Vampire.
As they leapt into back gardens and ontop of huts, alarm spread amongst the humans in the darkness.
Morgan had swung in through the broken window of a hut, and was instantly rewarded with a pitchfork into the face as he landed on the floor.

Blood spewed up over his face, but Morgan didn't raise his hands and cover his face. That'd just give his human attacker another chance to stick his weapon through Morgan.
Leaping forward into his human attacker, a middle-aged man wielding a pitchfork, Morgan's feet brushed over the pitchfork lightly and bit into the cheek of the man's face.
The man fell over instantly from Morgan's weight on his head, and Morgan continued to suck the man dry.
After finishing him, he quickly drained the wife until she had nothing left in her veins, and then took only a few drops of the children.

Kill the adults, and make vampires off their children. Morgan thought.
It was a rule known amongst most vampires.

Quickly leaping out of the hut's broken window into the pitchdarkness, Morgan had landed into the center of the village where only several humans were running away or fighting vampires. Most were killed in their sleep or within their homes instantly.

''Come! The humans are turning!'' A female vampress yelled, running as green skinned humans leapt out of the doors of their houses. Those adults whom the vampires had drained. They could chop off their heads and end the adult humans, but where would the fun be in that? Besides, the zombie-like humans could kill local humans that the vampires could drain if they came across them. Also, the zombie like humans could have a chance of killing werewolves.

Morgan ran as one of the turned leapt over the front gates of their houses and sprinted after Morgan quickly. Morgan backflipped over the extremely fast being, then leapt over a couple of huts and swung up a tree into the forest, and disappeared into the darkness with his fellow vampires.

Another village was turned.
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