Okay, so do you want to have a plot, because I have a pretty good one. *Smiles evilly.*

Also, do you mind playing guys?

Okay, so in this scenario, you would be the dude.

So, there's a vampire huntress who lives with her older brother. The vampires have sent their best assassin, who is actually the heir to the throne, the vampire prince. When the girl goes into an abandonded building, the vampire prince and several other vampires attack her. However, she kills all of them except for the vampire prince, who ended up begging for his life. She tranquilizes him, and hides him in a cage in her brother's basement.

Tada. Like it?

You're just the vampire. That is, unless you want to be the brother and the vampire.

((You play as the brother, please. And the version of vampires that I am used to aren't immortal, they can go into sunlight without going up in flames and stuff, and they can turn people by biting them and letting go without sucking their blood. They are super fast, and super strong. They can be killed just like any other human, though. It doesn't have to be a wooden stake to the heart. I have a reason for my madness. Feel free to ask questions if you want to. Oh, and I forgot to say that her brother doesn't approve of her keeping the vampire prince alive.))

Zuri walked quietly out of the bathroom. She was dressed in black shorts, and a black crop tank top, which both fit tightly around her petite form. The reason that she chose those clothes is so that the vampires that she was going to hunt in a few minutes wouldn't grab her clothes if she needed to get out of there. She had been caught by the tail of her shirt more times than she could count. Plus, it was mid summer, and she didn't want to get overheated.

She pulled her soft black hair into a ponytail, leaving her choppy bangs to fall into her face, since they wouldn't fit into the ponytail. She grabbed a few tranquilizer darts full of holy water, and plenty of weapons, which included a pistol that she liked to call the Bloody Rose, and several daggers.

Zuri got into her truck, which was a red Chevrolet Avalanche. Her dark grey eyes scanned the streets, which were very dark, due to it being around 2:00 A.M. She stopped in front of an old abandonded warehouse building that had nearly five stories, and walked into it, her gun, the Bloody Rose, in hand. She stopped in the middle of a room that had ledges that were on other stories of the warehouse building overlooking it. She knew this was a good look out point, so she sat down.

[[Noooo~! I just remembered that I had a deadline for a fanfiction story that was yesterday. When I finally finished it, my dad wanted to watch the last movie to The Lord of the Rings, so I had to do that. And then I found out that you can't post through your phone D= ]]

[[Okay, I can work with that. If I go against your definition, just remind me please. What is there physical deion? Like, do they have white skin and red eyes? Or do they have a certain appearance to them that sets them away from other humans, so to speak? Oh, and you won't mind if I make him Nordic, will you~?]]

[[I'll work on the roleplay next post.]]

[[Sorry, I keep getting sidetracked.]] [[How old is Zuri?]]

Olavi looked at the floor under his feet. Far down, he was on the fifth story, he could hear the soft sound of footsteps over the hisses of his fellow vampires right under him. The footsteps stopped, and then he lost all hearing of the bottom floor. He wondered if he would be able to hear the person's breath if the others would stay silent like he had ordered.

Olavi pushed all of his thoughts to the back of his mind and tried to calm his nerves. He was more twitchy than normal tonight, which was very strange to him. He was a professional at what he does, which was killing. All vampires were good at killing, but Olavi was... Different? He supposed he could be considered different. The vampire abruptly shook his head. It was stupid to dwell on matters like that. He had a job to do.

The vampire turned around and saw his reflection in a mirror that was positioned across from the stairs that he would seen be going down. He looked like himself. Short and lean with platinum blonde hair that fell at his shoulders, he really needed to cut it or at least start putting it up, and blue eyes. Yeah, he looked like he always did.

He rolled his eyes at the mirror and trotted down the stairs, making almost noise other than the slight slip that was made when he almost fell flat on his butt because a step was wet with blood.

Zuri took in the silence for a few minutes, and then she heard the slightest noise. It was a slip noise, like someone had nearly fell. She pointed her gun at the staircase, preparing to slaughter someone. She didn't have a flashlight on her, so it was very dark. However, she had very good night vision.

She then heard more noises, coming from many floors above her. Vampires. She knew it. "Alright, you little leeches. Come out. Make this a fair battle, and don't drag it out. I need to get some sleep, okay?" Zuri was definately blunt, but she was right. She was tired, even though she had slept the whole day. She looked down at her feet, which were sporting a pair of black converse. She had blood stains all over them from past fights. Some of it was vampire blood, and some of it was her own.

She shook off the thought of her old shoes, and said, "Don't be cowards!"

Olavi almost hit the first vampire he saw after he heard Zuri. "You better have not aten him already!" He hissed at him men. Or vampires, whatever. They mumbed to themselves and moved to show their current leader the prize they had snagged a few hours ago. It was a human male. He was tall and had put up a good fight when they had attempted to kidnap him. They still got him, so the restance didn't prove useful. Olavi beant down to look at the man eye-to-eye.

"Hello. I'm very sorry about what happened and I apoligise for my... friends." He spoke sweetly, but he pratically spit out the last word. "They were being very stupid, and probably drunk. Yet again, I apoligise and you are free to go." Olavi took a knife out of his pocket and sawed at the ropes that bound the man. He helped the other get up. The man appeared to be stuned scilent, and Olavi didn't blame him. He patted the man on the back and led him to the stairs, telling him that that was the way out and that he should watch his step.

Halfway down the steps, the man glanced back and saw that Olavi wasn't following. He truned forward and bolted down the stairs. Olavi looked back at his men and nodded for them to follow him. The human would make enough noise to mask their movements.

Zuri heard large feet clomp down the stairs. Clumsy vampires, she thought. Then, when she finally saw the man come out of the stairwell, he obviously wasn't a vampire. She pointed her gun at him, her eyes full of suspicion.

"What's going on? Who the hell are you?" She kept her gun trained on him, but her ears listened all around for noises other than the man in front of her. Her guard was up, and she definately wasn't going to let it down.

 [[Nordic is kinda a class of nations. There's Sweden, Norway, Finland, Iceland, Denmark, and probably Greenland and another nation that starts with F.]]

"I-I" He stumbled a bit over something that was on the ground. Or maybe he had just fallen over his own feet. "These people- Came out of nowhere- Wanted to bite me-" His words had lapses between them as he gasped for breath. "The short one said 'no'- And they brought me here- Tied me up, they did- And held me here for.. For hours!- And the short one told me there was some type of mistake and let me go." He panted some more before mumbling something that sounded like "The others acted like they were anticipating something, and the short one kept telling them not bite me and to shut up or 'she'll' hear."

Olavi frowned as he hear what the man had said. He glared at his men behind him, who were snickering at the fact that their ex-prisoner had called their leader short. He rolled his eyes and looked forward again, waiting for their target to speak.

"You. Man. Get out of here," she said to the human, dark grey eyes flaring with anger. They were trying to distract her with humans. She clenched her fists, and said, "Get out of here!" She then wondered who the short one was.

((FFFAIL. XD))

[[ I.... I thought it was beautiful.]]

The man jumped a bit, but quickly retreated to the door behind Zuri. Olavi hissed quietly in irritation. He didn't exactly know what he was expecting, but it defiantly wasn't this. He nodded again to his men and one of them, the youngest vampire lurched forward and jumped to the bottom of the stairs and started sprinting about. Two others followed him after a moment, and then the rest, until Olavi was the only one left.

[[ I'm not good at writing fighting parts...]]

Zuri grabbed her daggers, and threw them at various vampires. She was an expert at throwing knives and shooting guns. However, she wasn't good at close combat. Soon, she had taken out five vampires with her five daggers. There were three more left, and she shot them down like birds from the sky. She was trained well, and she knew how a vampires' mind worked.

She had gotten a few scratches from the vampires, but it wasn't a huge deal. A few bandaids would fix it up. She then looked around. She still felt an eerie feeling in the air. There was at least one more vampire in the building, and she knew it.

[[Thanks, I would have failed if I had ever been forced to write the same thing you just did Dx]]

Olavi blinked, he was definitely not expecting that. All of the vampires she had just slaughtered were some of the best, and he couldn't beleave a young girl would be able to take all of them out so fast. He was now in a position where he could either attempt to carry out his mission and most likely die, or he could run and hope she doesn't find him.

Olavi picked the second one and slowly started walking backwards up the steps. He could tell that she knew that she wasn't alone and that there was still a vampire in the building. Halfway up the stairs, Olavi turned so he was walking like he normally walked up steps, but his foot caught something wet, and he fell down the steps he had just climbed.

[[If you want me to quit making the vampire a klutz, just say so.]]