The whispers of the others, both vampire and human, within the large beautiful mansion were soft and quiet, yet they seemed deafening to the vampire’s ears as she made her way down the stairs to the entrance hall of the mansion. All eyes turning to her as she reached the bottom, their whispering stopping, both looks of anger and sorrow it the others eyes as they looked upon the woman. Light brown hair reaching down past her shoulders and framing her pale face. The long black dress she was wearing reaching down to her heels, the slit going up almost to waist. Normally Skylar would not wear this color, preferring something of color to distract from the paleness of her skin. However, at the moment she was in mourning, the loss of the woman she had by her side for the last ten years, still weighing heavily on her mind. The want, the need for revenge fueling her to get out of bed every night, and best of all she knew fully well that fact frightened the House that killed her last slave in cold blood, claiming she made Skylar weak.

Despite the sadness she felt, Skylar would not faultier or show any weakness in front of the other members of her house however, she was the leader of the Ravensblood House, one of the seven high houses. A soft smile spreading on her lips, Skylar’s light blue eyes looking around at the others. “Come now my lovelies do not look so gloom.” Skylar said softly taking the face of another vampire in her hand as she spoke, before letting him go. “After all, such a thing was going to happen eventually.” She added her voice breaking slightly despite her smile, making the others look down at the floor as she cleared her throat. They could have stopped the old slave’s death, they were all here although Skylar was not, but she could not think like that, the past would not change. “Besides now we are at the fun part, so let us go hunt for my new human, and if it brings attention to the Darkcrest House, than we well we shall kill two birds with one stone!” She finished loudly turning away from the other vampires as their words turned into happy mutters as they quickly moved around her and out the door.

Skylar sighed softly wiping her eyes, a soft voice coming from behind her as she did. "You know Lady Ravensblood, you do not have to go hunting with us tonight if you need more time."

Skylar nodded her head not turning back to look at the vampire whose face she had held earlier. "I am aware, Naomi. However, I'm growing hungry and restless." She said with a sigh before heading out of the doors. Only a few hours later Skylar quietly stalked her pray through the streets, a little red headed woman who was far too busy talking on her phone to notice that she was being followed.

It wasn't particularly a bad night to be standing in a dark street in the middle of the night. Bit breezy though. Grace pulled her leather jacket tighter around herself as she lent against the wall waiting. Jennifer was late. 'Typical, the day she's ever on time pigs will fly' the blonde thought as she rubbed her hands together to keep heat circulating.

She was used to waiting for the red head. She did this once a week, every Tuesday at midnight. She waited for her drug dealer to show up and exchange her 'hard earned' cash for some Cocaine. Yes, she was an addict. But with her past, no one is surprised. Grace sighed as she was getting fidgety and frustrated.

Her head shot up as she heard footsteps. She poked her head around the corner and saw under the street lights a familiar face heading toward her. She smiled 'Finally!'

As Jennifer neared her she got the cash out of her pocket ready. "You got the cash?" A stern voice came from the red head to which Grace rolled her eyes.

"Of course I do, what do you take me for?" She shot a slight glare at her dealer. 'I ALWAYS have the damn money, Bitch' She thought as she was handed her little baggy of powder. She checked it through and tested a dab on her tongue. Her eyes lit up and nearly rolled to the back of her head in pleasure. That was the stuff. "Here." She said simply as she handed Jennifer the cash as she started to walk away. She was off to her little room in an abandoned house she was squatting in to go and get high as a kite. She held onto her bag of powder like it was the one ring as she started making her way 'home'.

Skylar followed closely behind the red head for a while, even as the woman hung up her phone filling the street with silence once more. The woman still hadn’t noticed her. The father the two of them walked the stronger the sound of the woman’s heart beat in her ears, the stronger her scent became, and the more she started to realize that perhaps she had mourned to long. Thirst starting to get the better of her. Although Skylar’s intention was to follow the woman home where her didn’t have to worry about looking like a savage, almost every urge in her body told her to simply push the red head into an alleyway. To push the red head against the wall and simply drain the woman of every drop of sweet blood that the woman’s body held.

Skylar’s hand started to reach out on its own accord that the mere thought of what she wanted to do. However, out of the corner of her eye she saw someone peek their head out, and it and it caused her to stop in her tracks and quickly find cover in the shadows, moving more slowly behind the red head and avoiding the glow from the street light. As she stood in the shadows Skylar listened to the conversion between the two women.

Skylar's glaze focusing on the pretty blonde instead of the red head now. In truth the blonde would have been more of her type than the red head. Yet she frowned seeing the girl putting the powder on her tongue, seeing the reaction to it. Skylar had never done drugs while she was human. Though she had seen the same type of reaction in humans being bitten and could put two and two together.

When the two women parted, she watched them both for moment trying to decide. Stay after her prey or follow the blonde home. Skylar's eyes looked the blonde over as she held the bag like it was her own child, once more before quietly following her, to the abandoned house which the girl stopped at. "Do you truly get such a pressure from such a distrusting thing?" Skylar finally asked from the shadows truly curious when they came to a stop.

Just as Grace was bending over to creep between the boarded up doorway to her 'home' BANG! She jumped at the sound of someone talking and hit her head on one of the wooden planks. "Fuckshittwatow!" She hissed as she cradled her now throbbing head. She turned quickly around to see who it was that just seemed to appear out of no where. Probably another cop. She glared out into the darkness as she rubbed her head. She could feel a lump starting to form on the top of her head. 'fuck a duck that hurt like a mother' she thought as she pulled her hand away and looked at it. No blood. Thankfully.

She squinted into the darkness, she could see the outline of a figure, sort of. "What the hell do you want?" She spat. She had a bad attitude, it only got worse when you delayed her from her drugs. Or you know, cause her to hurt herself in a foolish manner. She was certainly not in a good mood right now and the last thing she wanted was for some nosey cop trying to stop her from her bit of fun.

Skylar let out a tiny laugh before she could compose herself, as the girl hit her head on the board and cursed out loud. It hadn't been her intent to scare the girl, or at least not yet anyway. At the moment she had been curious, but now it was all she could do not to laugh even more as the girl turned looking for her. Skylar's eyes focused on the girls hand, part of her hoped for blood, so that she would be forced to lose control. She shook her head trying to shake the thought away looking back at the girls face, she smelt no blood.

'Oh child you really shouldn't go around asking things like that.' She thought to herself, her eyes flashing red as she closed them, taking a deep breath. A ticking noise coming from lips as she opened her blue eyes and stepped out of the shadows so the blonde could see her. "Now, now there really such a reason to get yourself all upset lovely?" Skylar asked her voice soft and sweet as she titled her head slightly. Normally she wouldn't have even bothered to talk to her prey, but tonight she felt the want to.

"I assure you, I didn't mean to scare you, and I don't want your drugs." She said before quickly moving closer to the woman in the blink of an eye. "I simply I want to know why you would put that nasty powder...I'm assuming its powder yes? In your body, when there is a stronger cleaner way to get the high you paid the red head so much for."

Graces eyes narrowed and she jumped back a little startled from the woman's sudden and rather quick movement toward her. Her eyes narrowing once again as she mentioned her package that was cradled in her pocket. Her ears pricked at the sound of this... cleaner high. A new drug perhaps? Hm.

"Look Lady I dunno what you want, but I can't afford anything else, I just skint myself on this. Also, there is not 'clean' way to get high, all the shits the same snort it, inject it or smoke it. There is no 'clean' way of doing that." she said her arms folded as she frowned up at this mysterious woman. Grace was getting more fidgety as the minutes passed by. It was clear as the moon is white in the night sky that she was in need of her next fix. She bit her bottom lip and pulled a little dry skin off between her teeth. Pulling off some fresh skin with it though and her lip began to sting as a small tear opened and bled a little.

Skylar almost saw the attention the girl gave her at the mention of a cleaner drug, and the polite smile stayed on her lips despite the dirty look this girl was giving her. It didn't matter to her that the girl seemed to be bothered by the fact Sky was trying to talk to her. Because it didn't matter, this girl was going to be her first meal in weeks. Her smile widen slightly as the girl said though was no clean way. It was amusing how sure of herself the little blonde was.

Skylar shook her head a little bit and laughed. "Really child, if I didn't want your drugs, want makes you think I want your money?" She said still laughing slightly, normally she went after clean prey, was this what all drug riddled people were like? "However, I must disagree there is a clean way. If you would..." She started, trying to talk her way into getting invited inside where she wouldn't have to worry about being seen. The smell of blood caught her attention causing her to stop, swallowing hard as her eyes roamed over the girl trying to figure out the source.

Something that was foolish on her part, because she already felt as if she was starving. As she saw just the tiny flash of sweet crimson she felt herself lose it. Skylar's eyes flashing red as she quickly moved towards the blonde pushing her roughly against the wall. Her one arm wrapping around the girls back to keep her from fighting, her other hand going to the girls hair as her fangs bit down into the girls neck.

Grace just rolled her eyes at the woman in front of her now as she was getting agitated as seconds passed. She needed her fix and she had had enough of this womans crap. Just as she was about to turn to leave the woman advanced on her and her eyes widened slightly as before she knew anything different she was pressed against a wall with an arm around her.

She struggled against the woman, more so as she saw this 'woman' had fangs! 'WHAT THE HELL IS THIS TWILIGHT SHIT?! NOPE!' It was too late. The fangs were plunged into her neck. She couldn't scream, it hurt, a lot. Then... her eyes glazed over as she slowly closed them. All she felt was euphoria. Was this the 'drug' she was speaking of? A vampire bite? How cliché is that? But she wasn't wrong, it did feel good. She didn't even care if she killed her right now she was so relaxed and in such a state of calm she had never felt before. She felt her life blood leaving her and she knew she could die right now, yet, not a care in the world.

Skylar could feel the blonde girl struggle against her hold. As if that would make her let go, but instead with each struggle it made her grip better. Perhaps if she had better control of her thirst and urges, Sky would have thought to warn that her reaction would make this hurt worse. But then again she was just a meal, so why should it matter? She felt the girls body tighten as her fangs made contact with her neck. The sweet candy tasting blood running down only to be licked away quickly. Though it was almost ruined be the chemical after taste that the drugs girl had licked, shot, smoked, eat, or whatever she fucking did with it. It was such a shame really, if she wasn't so thirsty.

Skylar felt the blonde stop fighting all together. She pulled her hands from around the girl. Hands moved instead to where one was on her rips and the other come to lay on her hip. As she moved where she was even closer to the girls body pulling the blood to get more a small moan coming out as she got more. Skylar had every intent of drinking the girl dry. At least until she heard the girls heartbeat start to slow down.

Pulling her fangs from the girls neck, she licked the bite once more to heal it. Skylar sighed softly against the girls skin, unable to bring herself to kill her. "Invite me inside lovely." She whispered the order softly and sweetly into her ear knowing she was still likely high. "You need to lay down."

As Grace felt the woman pull away and lick her neck she moaned softly. She looked at this woman through hazy eyes. Her vision was a little blurred now and she felt weak, but still really good. It was a strange combination. As the woman spoke her ears pricked to her voice.

"I.. Is that true? That you cant come in unless invited?" She questioned curiously. Her voice soft and gentle as she felt high as a kite. She stumbled away from the woman a little as she crouched to go into her boarded up doorway. She stepped through and over almost falling over. She peeked through the planks of wood to see her stood outside still.

"You are welcome to come inside, miss... I don't even know your name" She laughed a little.

A smile spread softly on Skylar's lips as she heard the moan keeping from the blonde whom she had finished drinking from. Before telling the woman to invite her inside. She nodded her head a little at the woman's question. "It is true, at least for the first time." She answered smoothly.

When the woman turned and headed inside Sky let her eyes wash over her body quickly. She was really rather pretty, it was a shame she had to put those nasty things in her body. Sky could still taste the after taste on her tongue. Sky once again had to stop herself from chuckling as the girl almost tripped. This woman was entertaining, maybe it was a good thing she didn't drain her dry as she had planed.

She peeked through the boards back at her, for the moment it took for her to invite Sky in. "My name? Oh how very rude of me." Sky spoke before climbing through the boards. "It's Skylar Ravensblood. But you can just can me Sky if you wish. And ours?" She said before looking around the old abandoned house.

Her hand reached out and touched a wall before looking back at the blond. "This is where you are living?" She asked before looking around them a little more, she had hoped it would be a little better on the inside. It was not. "How very...rustic. It is older then even you."

Grace watched almost in awe as the vampire gracefully made her way inside her little hovel. She suddenly felt embarrassed as she looked around herself as she could only imagine the luxurious place she came from. "I'm Grace...Grace Smith...B-but you can call me...whatever you want really..." She said softly, still the feeling of embarrassment flooding her. That and she was still pretty damn high.

"S-sorry it isn't much... It's not actually my house, I...I just squat here..." Trailing off, looking down as she poked at the dirty floor with her equally dirty boot. There was empty and smashed bottles around the place. On the walls where there was still paper, it was peeling off. The floorboards showed through the extremely thinning carpet and rugs. Its smelt of damp and decay. "It's... A shithole I-I know..." She trailed again as she continued to avert her gaze from the beauty that was in front of her.

Skylar looked to Grace as she told her name. It was a very nice name, a lot easier to remember than some of the odd names that seemed to be thrown around a lot more those days. "A pleasure Grace." Sky said looking around the dirty and drift house. Before looking back at the still high blonde, tilting her head slightly. She was squatting in this place? Part of her wanted to ask if Grace was homeless. That was what squatting meant, yes? But no, asking such a thing was rude.

Skylar hadn't even noticed how dirty the floor was until she looked down to see what Grace was staring so intently at. There was broken bottles everywhere and part of her worried about whatever had been in them getting on her shoes. What Grace said next made her face soften a little, Sky was being a rude house guest. If you can call this a house still. She pursed her lips at her own thoughts. What made it worse was that the beautiful blonde was now avoiding looking at her.

Skylar clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth a couple of times. "Now, now child. One of my coven members lived in a half burnt cottage before he was turned. It could be worse." She said softly trying to make her feel better, her fingers coming to the girls face and pushed some hair from her face but also wanting her glaze. "Do you have this place to yourself or are there others whom stay here? I'm not sure what squatting means exactly." She asked before looking around. "Perhaps a tour? I have a while before sun up."

Grace looked rather shocked as the vampire lady asked for a tour of her ...to put it lightly... shit hole of a 'home'. "E....Err... Sure okay but... its not anything special." She said then did a small spin with her arms out "This is the living room slash entrance." She said shrugging then moved past her to the hallway and pointed into the kitchen. "That's the kitchen ... its not that great really. I mean it has running water but no gas or electricity... in fact the whole house doesn't have gas or electricity. Running water though... That's a plus, toilet and all." she said sighing.

She was hating this. Showing such a beautiful creature around such a hovel. She probably came from a grand home full of the finest things and here she was, avoiding stepping on broken glass and empty syringes. She made her way up the creaking stairs that faced the wonderfully not clean at all bathroom. Turning a sharp left they were then faced with her 'bedroom'.

It consisted of a dirty moth eaten mattress, a bin which was full of old dirty needles (she always made sure hers was all in one place, the others around the house were her 'friends'), empty liquor bottles littered the room though. She turned and looked at the beautiful brunette and had a slight wince on her face as she spoke "This is my room... if you could call it mine" She said softly. "I do have 'house mates' of sorts, they are probably out of it though in their rooms... Sometimes I find them dead from overdose, so new people move in. I don't really know them that well. They are messy though, leaving their empty dirty needles around. I have to go pick them up and put them in the needle bin..." She trailed off as she sighed looking down at the floor.

Skylar gave a slightly reassuring smile as she started the tour, before starting to follow behind her. Perhaps the fact there was no gas or electricity would have been a much larger thing to the newer vampires or humans. Though it didn't seem as much an issue in Sky's mind. For she was old enough to remember a time before electricity was not owned by anyone other then the rich. That being said, this place was truly a shit hole wasn't it?

The needles littering the parts of the floor that not covering in empty and broken liquor bottles. Making her walk carefully despite how graceful her steps might have seemed. The stairs creaked as they walked up them, and Skylar didn't even look into the bathroom as they reached the top of the steps. For if the bottom floor was this bad, she didn't want to know what the bathroom would look like. There was a part of her hoped that Grace's room would be better than this.

Sadly though her hopes for a better sight was let down by the view of even more empty liquor bottles and the old mattress, if you could even call it that. At least there were no needles on the floor here, even if there were some in a bin, still at least they were picked up. By this time her eyes didn't even glance much over the room, but stayed on Grace. She had mostly asked for the tour because she wanted to spend more time with the beautiful blonde woman before her. Sky's eyes widened at her words about finding the others dead from overdose, a tisking sound coming from her mouth.

"Such a sad way to lose a life and blood. At least you clean up after yourself." She said before looking over Grace again, and what a waste for such a beautiful thing to have to live in such a place like this. When she made Grace her human, she would no longer have to live like this. She would be bring to live with the others of her clan in the mansion. She could have whatever she wanted other than drugs. She wouldn't have to hang her head in shame like she was now.

"Oh come, come now child. You could live in a worse place then this." She said, though she truly did doubt that. Walking over to Grace, Skylar hooked a finger under the girls chin, trying to softly make Grace look at her as she stood close. "Your face is much to beautiful to look so ashamed." She said softly as she leaned in and kissed the blondes cheek softly.

Grace nodded as the vampire commented on how she cleaned up after herself. She saw it this way. It was her addiction. Her life. Her mess. She had to make sure no one would get hurt by her life choices. She was an addict. She used a ton of different drugs. To get over the fact that she was a dirty 'druggie' she drank. She drank and drank til her problems were no more. She did start to clean her room from bottles but there are just so many that it was hard to keep on top of. They aren't as small as needles that could just be tossed in a bin. She kept them out of the way, they littered pretty much all four corners of her 'bedroom'.

As Skylar kissed her cheek Grace felt her face go red. Such a beautiful being would kiss something so dirty? The fact that she drank her blood must have been... disgusting for her. She must have been pretty damn desperate. Maybe that's why she didn't drain her. Her blood was too gross. Shame. Would have been a cool way to go. Killed by a vampire. Not many can say that!

Graces eyes locked onto Skylar's as she continued to blush. She soon looked away and down at the floor. She wasn't good enough to look at such a sophisticated being like her. She was street vermin. And the vampire in front of her was almost like a Goddess. "I'm ashamed because of how far I have fallen... I used to have a job, friends, family, but I got fired, my friends and family turned me away when I needed help and now I'm just here... Nicking whatever I can to get my next fix, not caring about who I hurt in the process. I have gone to clinics and they don't help they just judge. I've tried going cold turkey and I cant do it. I just cant seem to kick the habit. Its like when I need my fix, my brain isn't even thinking, my body just does what it needs for the next dose." She sighed as she looked at the floor. She felt her cocaine in her pocket. Its strange. Since she had been bitten her craving for drugs went away, like it was as though she had got her fix.

Skylar couldn't help but smile at the blush that grew on the cheek of the blonde human that stood in front of her. Sky's eyes rather soft as she looked back into Graces eyes. Though Grace soon looked down at the ground and she frowned at the mention but let go of her chin with a sigh. She listened to the words that Grace said intently a sad look showing on her face. Though she didn't understand how in te world eating cold turkey could help someone get over drugs, in the first place. Still she felt a whole new level of sympathy for the pretty young human. How horrible it was, to be without someone to help her when she hit rock bottom. What kind of friend or family would do such a thing? And what use was it to have these clinics if they were to judge instead of helping. They were put here to help the humans yes, but also to help clean blood for drinking.

Skylar didn't say anything for a few moments after Grace finished talking, what could she say? There was nothing that could make things better. Though she didn't have the same story as Grace as a human, even she knew this. Skylar let out another sigh from her lips as she shook her head. "There truely is nothing I can think of to make your past better child. That is the worse part of the past." She said her words slow to her even if Grace didn't hear it, the uncertainty as her words left her lips. "But the person that bit me once told me that my past only happened to make me stronger, it was I that wouldn't allow it to." She finished not looking at Grace as she did but around the room. Oh goodness I wonder if that sounded as horrid from my lips as it did in my head.

"Granted you are not broken in the same way as I was, but I believe you shine brighter than you wish to see." She said looking at her with a smile now, she moved quickly and took the powder from her pocket handing it up in front of Grace with a disgusted look on her face. "And this is the dust that hides your glimmering." She shook her head but gave it back with a disapproving look. "I could give you a home better than this with my family, you could be with the head of the Ravensblood House, given a cleaner drug." She said her hand gesturing down her body as she said cleaner drug, she was indeed the drug of which she spoke of.

"Or you could be with your dust." She finished before looking at the window a little bit of light starting to show through the dirt, the sun would be raising soon and she had no choice but to leave. "I will give you time to think about it as the morning forces me to leave. And the choice is yours to make." She said before leaning in and kissing Graces lips softly before whispering in her ear. "Thank you for the meal."

With that she turned and was gone, already on her way to her house. In the morning the news would be all round town, the bodies found drained of blood, some that had their throat ripped open as they had tried to fight the attacks off. For her family members had not be as easy as Skylar was. They were not looking for a new mate as she had been, they had been making a statement to House Darkcrest.

Grace listened carefully to the vampire as she spoke. Every word of it seemed to resonate within her. She didnt say anything in response to her though as she was ashamed of herself and had no idea what to say. She knew she would be better in the long run without her 'dust' but in the short term she knew she couldnt cope. It was a vicious cycle that she had tried multiple times to escape but failed miserably.

Her ears pricked as she mentioned about Grace living with her and this 'cleaner drug' which she knew she meant to be feasted upon. She wasnt sure if that is what she wanted for the rest of her life though. It had to be better than this though...right? Oh she had no idea what to do.

As the beautiful woman left in almost the blink of an eye she looked around her 'room' and sighed, taking a seat on her 'bed'. She looked down at the bag of cocaine in her hands and felt sick. Her free hand made its way to her neck, placing her index and middle finger on the place she was bit. She moved her hands away and looked at her fingers, no blood. She must have healed her some how. Vampires were up until this point a story to scare kids. She stood up and walked to a small mirror that was in her room and looked more closely at her neck. There was hardly anything there. Something you could only see if you were actually looking for it, just two small dot scars.

She made her way back to her bed and laid down before almost instantly passing out. She had had a fair amount of blood taken and she had been light headed the entire time she was talking to Sky. She was out and sleeping like a log. It would be the best sleep she would have had in a long time.