As night fell over Bristol those who stalked the night had no idea what awaited them this night. Brandy had stepped out of the shower, her flame-red hair darker due to wetting it. She brushed out her hair putting it up in a high ponytail before grabbing her biker/clubbing outfit (Above) when she was finished she applied a little bit of makeup and slipped on her boots. She headed out of her room to find Tully sitting in a chair watching the Television as The Lord Of The Rings: The Fellowship Of The Ring played. Tully glanced up and did a double-take about choking on his popcorn "Sweet Jesus, what the fuck are you wearing?" he asked once he was able to.

Brandy shrugged her shoulders "My clubbing attire if you must know," she replied grabbing her leather biker jacket.

Tully just shook his head "Kids these days showing off their bodies and for what?" Tully asked

"Why to lure out creatures of the night to feast on their blood," she replied slipping the jacket on and grabbing her Harley keys.

Tully looked thoughtful for a moment before shaking his head "Make sense actually, well happy hunting then."

Brandy nodded "Don't wait up for me," she said

"Wasn't planning to," he replied as she pushed the Harley out of the building.

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George and Mitchell were hard at work...their mission? Finding Annie a ghostly boyfriend as they entered the night club he noticed ghosts and vampires...vampires looking for pray. There in the center of the mass of figures ghostly and otherwise clad in black biker leather was Brandy Durin. Her body swaying to the beat of the music was like a spell one he couldn't brake as a young Vampire ground against her pulling her closer to him. Mitchell fought a growl that came to his throat her jade eyes clouded over with dark promises.

Annie was put on the back burner as he watched licking his lips like a man-hungry, George was staring as well. One guy, who was behind her grabbed her ass causing her to stop dancing "Isn't that?" George asked

"I'll be right back," he said walking over.

Mitchell could tell by the way her body language read that she was about to knock the hell out of someone "Is everything alright baby?" he asked wrapping an arm around her waist protectively.

She looked up at him and smiled that smile that could cause a vampire's heart to beat again "Of course darling, thought this guy just made a pass at me rather rudely." she replied.

Mitchell looked at the bastard "Don't touch my lovely daughter of Durin," he said glaring

"Sure dude, whatever you say." the guy said.

He took Brandy's hand and smiled softly at her "Come my dear, you should be dancing with me." he said pulling her away from the mass of testosteroned males.

The smell of her blood was sweet, it was begging him to drink. Mitchell clamped down on his control as he rocked against her "You're a drug you know that?" he asked.

A soft laugh escaped her lips "If I didn't know any better, I would say you are trying to get me into bed with you," she teased

"Can you blame me?" he asked, "Your eyes shine like emeralds in candlelight, your hair is as red as fire." 

"You know how to flatter a girl," she remarked

"Just those who are beautiful," he said.

She looked up at him "If only you knew, what I am. You wouldn't be so close." she said

What was that supposed to mean? What was she talking about? He watched as she pulled away and left the club. The guy who had grabbed her left unnoticed by him.

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Brandy had made it to her saddlebags when she felt the air around her shift. Looks like her pray had come thinking she would be an easy meal. She reached for her willow branch stake and hid it in her jacket sleeve. She slowly turned to face three vampires, one of which being the one who grabbed her ass "Something I can help you with boys?" she asked

"Yes, you can give us a good fuck before we drink you dry," the one who grabbed her ass said as he lunged.

She dodged and let the stake she had been hiding drop lower into her hand as she used it to stake the prick in the chest killing him instantly "Chris!" the second one growled lunging, "I am going to kill you, you fucking bitch." 

She smirked and dodged again stabbing him too before turning to the third, the youngest of the group who could be no older than twenty. He was scared and she could tell he didn't want to hurt her "What is your name young one?" she asked

"K-Kevin," the boy stuttered 

"Come with me, I can tell you don't want this life and I wish to help you," she said.

Kevin looked at her scared as she got onto the back of her bike putting the stake back into the saddlebag "You wish no one harm, therefore I cannot touch you. Now come with me and I will help you or your hunger will win out and I will be forced to kill you." she said.

Kevin slowly walked over and got on behind her "What about them?" he asked.

Brandy with a wave of her hand burned the bodies with no smell to ash kicking up the kickstand of her bike and button starting the bike she put it in gear and left the area with the boy just as John Mitchell came around the corner to witness the two she had kill blow away into the wind...