He slowly made his way across the dance floor, not taking his eyes off of her. Her long red curls fell softly across her back; her emerald eyes sparkling under the strobe lights. He stood behind her, breathing in her sweet smell. He reached up, yearning to touch her soft mane. She whipped around and stared into the most stunning blue eyes she had ever seen.
"I've been watching you," he said caressing the side of her face.
His touch sent shivers down her spine. She felt herself lose control as she succumbed to his dominating presence.
"Come with me," he commanded.
She simply nodded and followed the handsome stranger to the back of the dark club. When no one else was to be seen, he pushed her against the wall, kissing her forcefully. She ran her fingers through his dark hair and felt his tongue enter her mouth. He pulled away from her and smiled--he knew he had her. She opened her eyes finding herself no longer looking into crystal blue eyes, but rather brilliant yellow ones. He opened his mouth slightly and she watched as his canine teeth grew right before her eyes. Her eyes were wide with fear--she wanted to scream but she could do nothing but wait for his next move. In one quick gesture, he grasped her neck, bending it to one side and sank his teeth into her soft flesh. He relished the taste of her warm, sweet blood flowing through his mouth. She grabbed the back of his head as he penetrated deeper. A small moan left her lips before he let her go. She blacked out instantly and fell to the floor. He made it a point never to kill his victims but drained them just enough to sustain himself. He wiped the corner of his mouth as he stared at her helpless body.
"I see someone doesn't waste any time!" a voice said from the shadows.
He turned around, recognizing the familiar voice. A young woman walked into view. She had on a fitted black leather tube dress and knee-high leather boots. He was still taken back by her beauty even though he had known her for over 5 centuries. She walked towards him, her long, silky, raven hair flowing over her shoulders and her mischievous grey eyes glued to his. He ran his hand down her arm. He loved touching her beautiful golden brown skin.
"She was very good actually, a rare find," he said motioning to the girl on the ground.
"Well, I've spotted a prospect so I'll see you later on."
"Don't be too late."
"I won't, this will be quick!" she said grinning.
She leaned up and pressed her lips to his. She parted from him and walked away. JC knew she was going to feed on some poor sap; she really enjoyed feeding--more than him even. He did sire her and even though she was a little stubborn and rebellious, he would protect her with his life.
Tomorrow would be the beginning of the new century--2000. Most celebrated, but not JC, he knew better. For him and his kind, the next year meant eternal life for some and eternal damnation for the rest. He had not yet told Jana of the prophecy but she would soon need to know that the War of Shadows was upon them.