There are a few ways to kill a vampire. Basic things most people know. Sunlight, wooden stakes, garlic, silver, running water, touching with a crucifix, submerging in water, beheading, holy water, extracting the heart, and there probably are more. Vampires stalk the night hunting their next meal and lusting after beautiful women.

Books, movies, comics, television; they all show their own variation of the dangerous creatures of the night. Most vampires are portrayed as evil demons, red eyes, black hair, capes. Bats too, most vampire stories have bats.

Sometimes I like to think that the creatures do exist, that the dangerous stalkers of the night really do prey on the innocent. Smiling out in the night their sharp fangs glisten in the faint moonlight as a wolf lets out its urge to call out. Shivers run up and down your spine as the terrible creatures spots you. Its a short moment, but just the moment could last a life time, when your eyes meet the bloodlust. Now that's real fear, fear that paralyzes, fear that kills. In only a mere second the creature has you in it's arms, pressing it's ruby lips, ruby lips stained with blood, to your neck. And then it's over. Night, adios, au revoir; its all the same because your gone now. Let the darkness engulf you and the last thing you're aware of is your own blood quenching scream.

It's only a second.

It can all happen in the blink of an eye.

And then you're gone.

Dead forever. And you will never come back.

But who ever said vampires had to follow the same old stereotype?