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Bret Richards is a 6’5” tall 265lbs. vampire who has lived long enough to see civilizations rise and fall but he still looks like he did when he was 21. He has a slim muscular frame with a chiseled chin that came to a semi pointed end, a pale complexion because of the vampirism, and very dark brown hair (looks black in some light) and brown eyes. He had lived through everything from the dark ages to now; He has anything from a knight to a store keeper over those years. He was constantly on the run from monster hunter to village people trying to kill him due to their fears of him being a vampire that was justified but it was just an aggravation for him because after the people who hunted him went missing he would move from the area to another to try to live in peace. He would often live in the country side so no one would be around him to aggravate him but it never worked because of nosey people would wonder what he did during the day. They would enter his house to see him asleep and wake him up trying to tell him it was daylight he couldn’t sleep all day and he would wake up hungry and angry needless to say who ever entered his house during the day never left. In the present day the hunters have pretty much died off and he can live in peace. He lives in one of the busiest cities now more people who if necessary he could feed off of.

His day today started like any other day he had he would wake up when the sun would just start to set in the sky. He would grab a glass bottle he had in the fridge that contained blood he had collected from a willing donor. He sets at his dining room table drinking a glass of the blood, He prefers fresh blood over kept blood he felt that fresh blood tasted better but he has at some points in his life when long periods of time without blood at all so he didn’t complain when he had to drink the blood in his fridge at least I was a steady supply for him. Today for some reason he felt the need to sire someone so he could have a companion for the rest of his life. Most of the time he would think about siring he would quickly get rid of the idea because he has talked to other vampires who has done this and they would tell him that eventual the female in question would end up hating the life because they would live forever without being able to mother a child. Bret has heard of some vampires that were able to get pregnant but it had to be some outside factor that no one knew about. So he couldn’t shake the feeling of turning some female into his countess he decided to go to a local underground vampire bar that they rarely let any humans into. He wore a dark t-shirt, a pair of blue jeans, and a pair of flat soled tennis shoe. He kept his hair short because he thought long hair wasn’t what a guy should wear. He took a seat in one of the booths that faced the door of the club for some reason he took this spot waiting for a normal girl to walk through the door
 
"Why did Beca want to drag me to a new club tonight?" Leigh Conner thought to herself. Her petite frame was covered by a black dress and she wore minimal makeup and jewelry, very different from the practically shiny and naked women of the club. She was only 5 feet and 2 inches tall, but that was masked by the bright red heels that adorned her feet, giving her an additional almost 3 inches. The dress she wore was made of a lightweight fabric with some movement. It wasn't too constricting, but not too loose, either. Her light blonde hair was pulled back into a loose braid. Her blue hazel eyes were scanning the crowd, assessing what was going on, as she strode up to the bar. The friend Beca, was an average brunette, with very little looks and mostly air between her ears.

"I'll have a Bacardi and Coke."She says to the bartender, her voice having a small accent, from some other area of the U.S.
 
Bret was setting there half in a daze when two girls walked in on is an average brunette but the other one a stunning blonde that looked 5 feet 5 inches but he knew better in this day and age women often times use other objects to alter their appearance when they go out. “Why did the door man let to normal women into the club?” He thought to himself knowing the other vampires in the club would tear them apart if the new women weren’t careful. He didn’t drink blood just to kill he did it to survive. The blonde woman brought back his thoughts of him siring a woman and making her his countess. He got up from the booth he was setting at and went over to the bar where the women were standing. He walked to them with an aura about him that told the others in the club that he was going to go talk to the women so leave them alone. The same aura was construed by some of the normal females as an unknown attraction to him. He hated to use this but it was the only way that he could keep the women safe.“Do you women mind if I join you” he said with his best devilish grin.
 
"I don't mind at all." Leigh says, her friend mooning over the giant man. "There's something different about this guy, but I can't put my finger on it.

After the bartender sits Leigh's drink in front of her, she picks it up, her full lips sliding against the glass, drinking some.
 
Bret could feel the brunette woman mooning over him but that wasn’t the woman he wanted He wanted the blond hair woman the one that it looks like she has not been affected by his aura. The brunette was cute but he could sense that after a while she would be boring and wouldn’t be able to hold his attention for long. He could sense that the blond was inquisitive about him and if he had to bet probably the place as well. “My name is Bret what is yours?” He asks looking at the blond but trying not to leave the brunette out seeing how the two had come together and he didn’t want the blond mad at him for not including her friend or what he presumed was her friend. He could feel most of the eyes in the club was on the group.

He could feel the bitterness in the room from both the men and women vampires in the club. “I need to move this group to a booth before long or else we are going to get surrounded by the others waiting for me to leave so they could feed on these women.” He thinks to himself hoping that it would never happen.
 
Leigh points to her friend. "Beca. My name, however, is of no consequence, at the moment." Leigh says, still holding her drink. "Beca, since you're not having fun, go home." Beca shrugs her shoulders. "Bret, you mind helping me and clueless to the door? She's going to be like this all night. I am sending her home, I want to stay."
 
Bret looks at the girl with a smile and said “Sure I can help you to the door.” The lack of name only added to his wanting of this woman who he only met but knew if he could he would sire her. He waited by the door with them so that Beca could get a ride home. After Beca had gotten a ride home he escorted her friend back into the club asking her “I’m I going to get a name from you beautiful?”
 
"Beautiful is fine. So, Bret, can we go somewhere a bit less, populated?" Leigh asks.
 
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"How about that empty booth back in the corner? I'll need another Bacardi and Coke, if you don't mind." Leigh asks, heading toward that booth. Her dress rides up a little in the back, as she sits down.
 
Bret gets her drink a fallows after her not able to take his eyes off of her stunning body. “What brings you to a club like this?” he asks really wondering why she was at a vampire club instead of a normal human club.
 
"Well, to be completely honest, I wanted to go somewhere.. different."
Leigh starts."I also am getting bored with my life. I want something more out of my life, you know? Like, once you get to a certain point, it's like 'What's next?'" She takes the new glass and smudges her lipstick on it, after drinking more.
 
Well beautiful this place is different I'll giving you that." he starts taking his thumb and wiping a drop of her drink from her lip. "but a bar like this though." He finishes trying to eluded what the bar really was.
 
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"What exactly do you was mean, 'a bar like this'? By the way, my name is Leigh." She asks, the alcohol finally taking effect.
 
"lets just say that this bar isn’t exactly a normal bar Leigh.” Bret said still dancing around the fact that she was at a underground feeding site for vampires
 
Feeling his cool hand press against her jaw, all of her nerves start firing at once. Her once seductive expression quickly turns to one of shock and slight fear.
"You mean, you're a.." Leigh's mouth moves but the words don't come out.
 
He could tell that there no way he could dance around the fact that the bar is a vampire bar now or that he himself was a vampire."yes I'm a vampire ... but I'm not one of them that hunts for pleasure I do it to survive and that's it." Bret places his hand on Leigh 's hand and looking her in the eye trying to show her that he was being truthful with her.
 
"My brain is saying 'be afraid', but my intuition says 'Sit here, Leigh. He won't bite.' She says, softly, almost inaudible.
 
"I wont bite unless you want me to."Bret says to Leigh. Bret heard everything she just said even though she had said that in a whisper he could still hear it. He wanted to tell her that he wanted to turn her into his countess but held off letting her go to that if she wanted it.
 
She nods. "So, what happens when you're around fresh, human blood?" Leigh asks, drinking more Bacardi.
 
"It depends on if I have fed or not. If I haven't feed then I can go into a blood lust but you're safe I have a stockpile of donated blood." he said to her in his best reassuring tone.
 
"If you bite a human, does that make them a vampire too?" Leigh asks, finishing her second cocktail.
 
"Depends on if the person gets drained of their blood as well as if the the second party is willing to be turned."he answeres her wondering if she wanted turned or if she was just asking.
 
"Sorry for all the questions, but I am curious." Leigh says. Her eyes have turned glassy, from the alcohol in her system. "Bret, do you have somewhere that I could stay, for the night? I don't think I could make it home, with my own volition."
 
"It's fine I understand. I have a guest room at my place if your ok with going home with me."he tells Leigh trying to be nice to her so she won't feel nervous about going home with him.
 
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