Black, swirling, teasing black smoke clouded her eyes. The smell was powerful, encompassing all of her senses.  Bright red embers danced agelessly on the ground and flew into the wind. Not only was the smell horrendous but so was the heat. A shimmer of sweat from her forhead to her hands was a was a lot to sweat for an Amethyst vampire. 
	Nia cried out as the bright orange flower latched onto her clothing, with a quick twist she blew it out and continued her search.  "Pierce!!" she called for him as loud as she could,purposely projecting her voice with that special pitch, desperate he would hear her over the roaring flame. Several long agonizing moments passed as she stood still and waited. The forest burned around her, tree branches crashed to the ground showing no mercy to those below. Even for a vampire, it was not a place one would want to be. 
	"Nia!"  Her head whipped around so fast if she was human it would have snapped her neck. Her friend stumbled towards her, long gashes covered him from head to toe.  Not fatal but painful until they healed.  Rushing towards him she nearly recoiled at the smell. They used iron! Bloody iron! Cursing heavily Nia grabbed onto him and pulled. 
	"They must be closing in! We must hurry."  Pierce and Nia ran and ran. Stopping for nothing they continued on, they cared not for direction but spared a small mournful thought to their burning homeland. Nia stopped for the first time in several days, her eyes were nearly black with hunger as was her companion's.  Stepping close to the busy road the two vampires eyed the flashing vehicles. Blinking slowly Nia whispered quietly, although the humans would not hear them they did not want to cause any unnecessary disturbance with the animals. That is something they would hear. 
	"We are close by London, there we can rest and regroup." Nia hissed angrily under her breath, "Who were those people? I did not recognize them by sight nor scent! And to beat you with iron!" She made a fist and eyed some of the trees, forgetting description for the moment.  Pierce lay a hand on her shoulder comfortingly. 
	"Lets not dwell on it, ok? You are right, food is defiantly something we need right now, and I know a good seedy place in London were we can defiantly find some cold criminals." He gave her a small smile before standing up. He reached out to her with soft hands. As vicious as he could be he always treated her gently. "Lets go." 
	With a nod they set out on a slow steady jog, preparing for the hunt ahead.