Inside the college, it was already dark and there were few students passing through the institution.

A man in a brown suit and short gray hair walked towards a room looking tired as he mumbled.

“Thanks, God. It’s Friday.”

Soon his tired expression turned to relief, but as soon as he reached the door he saw a girl walking with a box full of papers that she said.

“Ah, Director Loyd. There was a guy who wanted to talk to you this morning, I let him wait in the room, is that okay?”

As soon as he heard it, the director's expression of excitement disappeared and he opened the door, however, he was surprised by the empty room that made him raise an eyebrow and question.

“There’s no one in the room, Lilia. It was a long time?"

“Yes, but I didn’t see him leaving, he must have been impatient.”

"Fortunately. I just want to close the doors and go home today.”

He spoke with a relieved smile and the girl just laughed sympathetically, going back on her way as the director entered the room.

In the place the lights were on and there were some metal shelves, in the corner there was a window with curtains slightly open, but the main thing was a simple table with a computer with some monitors near the end of the room.

The director sat at the table taking a long sigh as the monitor turned on.

He entered the computer password and checked some college folders, which seemed to be just a routine thing.

Some time passed and he looked at the clock, seeing that the time was approaching 11pm, making him take a long sigh as he untied his tie as he got up, heading towards the exit and turning off all the lights.

Before leaving, he would take one last look at the dark room and then close the door, walking away with a long yawn.

Silence was established in the room, but soon after a sigh was heard and Oliver appeared in the corner of the room, cracking his neck as he came out of invisibility.

‘I’m glad it didn’t take long, my legs were starting to hurt.’

Reaching into his pocket, Oliver took out his cell phone, turning on the flashlight and illuminating the area.

Going to the door, he checked if it was locked and knocked lightly to make sure nothing would happen if someone tried to enter.

With a relieved sigh he went to the computer desk, sitting down and turning on the switch as it illuminated the corners of the room.

‘I had to make sure the guards saw me leaving the building, thanks to that window I was able to enter. At least this way if something happens again, they won't come straight at me.'

Passing through the protections was easy and soon he was faced with the home screen along with the college and student files.

As much as it was a pain in the butt to go through all those steps, in the end he stretched out in the chair with a smile on his face seeing the files and folders in front of him.

‘You don’t come to me, so I will get you.’

After some time searching, Oliver found the list of students.

He was looking mainly in the call history, where he soon saw something that caught his attention.

There were a few students who were absent a lot, but the main one was one who had only recently started missing and had not shown up since.

He quickly saw the period when the offenses had begun and soon saw a coincidence with the date he had been attacked.

Even in the dark with just the glow of the screen reflecting on his face, Oliver let his fist touch his cheek as he read.

“Nolan West, that’s him.”

His identification photo showed the face of the blonde who had attacked him.

Without wasting time, Oliver collected the information and collected some more information about students who had not been present for a while, thanks to this he got one more name and after finishing, he cleaned up the traces in the history, turning off the computer and leaving the room. through the window.

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After some time, it was possible to see a hooded man walking through the streets, leaving a market while carrying a small bag, but it seemed full and heavy.

His walk showed tiredness, but in the distance he saw the apartment he lived in and sighed with relief, crossing the street that was devoid of cars and people at the time.

As he walked, he lightly squeezed your shoulder while cracking his neck, looking uncomfortable.

“It still hurts, doesn’t it?”

The hooded man heard a familiar voice, however, before he could turn around he was hit by a kick in his waist that made him writhe in pain as he was thrown towards an alley, separating him from his bag.

After the blow, the hooded man tried to recover himself, making his feet drag on the ground while he grunted irritably.

As soon as he stopped, at the same moment the hooded man raised his head, throwing his hood back.

However, the moment the hood fell to reveal his face, his body froze when he saw Oliver standing in front of him and with a smile on his face while he had an arrow pointing directly at the blonde's forehead.

In moments he felt against the wall as he stared, panting and still positioning himself, as Oliver saw the face of the same vampire who had attacked him earlier.

“I'm going to ask you some questions, Nolan. Do you have any time?” Oliver looked at the bag that had fallen, noticing that a viscous red liquid was flowing out, causing him to look surprised as he said with a smile, saying. “Meat, right? But there’s so much blood and it’s so raw that I can hear that steak mooing.”

The vampire clenched his teeth in irritation as he saw Oliver and said with a growl.

"You again..."

It wasn't over and the blonde advanced, placing his hand in front of his body, preparing to take the damage from the arrow.

Oliver looked surprised, but then fired the arrow that pierced Nolan's hand, who at the last moment threw his arm to the side, diverting the arrow from its course.

With the other hand, the vampire tried to punch Oliver who easily dodged the punch, surprising Nolan who opened his eyes wide and was hit by a direct punch to his face that made him hit the wall.

Nolan felt his vision blur and the ground get closer, but again he insisted, turning his body violently and once again trying to hit Oliver.

However, before he could strike, Oliver grabbed Nolan's face and slammed the vampire's head on the ground, making a dry sound while the vampire was unable to react and suffered the shock of the blow.

Once again Oliver prepared an arrow and aimed it at Nolan's face as he said.

"Hey Hey. Didn't you pretend you were boxing or street fighting? But relax, I won’t fall for that again.”

Oliver stepped on the vampire's chest, who grunted as blood ran from his nose after the blow to the ground.

He saw the vampire's condition and squinted his eyes as he thought.

'He's weaker, besides...' When he looked to the side he saw the bag that Nolan was carrying, the plastic was transparent and to the point where blood was dripping, making Oliver squint his eyes as he wondered. 'Has he been eating this to stay alive?'

However, the silence was short-lived and the vampire grunted while coughing trying to recover, but Oliver forced his footing even harder and said.

"Want to try again? This time I don’t make a mistake.”

The comment was followed by a sarcastic laugh coming from Nolan who spoke in a pained tone of voice.

“Did it take you all this time to find me, asshole? You’re not that good after all.”

“Actually, I started looking for you today, you who hide poorly. Where’s that arrogant smile you always had?” Oliver smiled as if he was mocking, but it soon disappeared as he spoke again. “You know I'm not attacking to kill, Nolan. Just answer me and I’ll let you go.”

Still under Oliver's foot, the vampire raised his head as he seemed to try to compose himself.

Oliver frowned as he was suspicious, thinking to himself.

‘He’s different, he’s not more arrogant, he just seems more aggressive even though he’s weaker, what’s changed?’

However, before he reached any conclusion, Oliver saw Nolan clenching his teeth in anger and shouting.

“You won’t get anything from me, don’t abuse it!”

With the end of the sentence, Oliver felt his leg being grabbed and heard a heartbeat that seemed to echo in his ears.

As soon as he looked at the vampire, Oliver saw that he was holding Oliver's leg with both hands even though one was still pierced and in an instant the corners of Nolan's eyes darkened as he exerted even more force.

“GET AWAY!”

Oliver's eyes widened, feeling an even greater force coming from the vampire that threw him backwards, making him fall still on his feet while he saw Nolan get up little by little as his muscle mass increased.

'What the hell is this? Another vampire skill?’

Again he heard the sound of a heart echoing in his head.

The blonde's body grew a few more inches and his face became deformed, his eyes sank and his ears became pointed while his fangs grew more and more becoming protruding from his mouth and as he transformed, Oliver frowned as he concentrated his attention. hearing thinking.

‘It’s his heart.’

Oliver was left to frown as he watched Nolan transform into a strange creature, with bigger claws and white skin, still in human form, but with clear differences that made him fit in with the image of vampires according to the books, the sound of the heart echoing in his head it became louder and louder and began to beat rapidly.

“Get out of here, Oliver GHHH.” Nolan's voice was thicker and more distorted, in addition to being louder while his mouth gradually became larger, the request came in a threatening tone and Oliver widened his eyes in confusion as he saw Nolan salivate voraciously. “Damn, I can’t lose, not to you!”

Oliver pulled his bow along with an arrow while pointing it at Nolan who was salivating voraciously, making the archer continue to frown as he thought he heard Nolan's heartbeat getting faster and faster.

'Something's wrong.' Oliver continued to stare as he slowly saw Nolan turn a pair of dark, red eyes towards him. ‘He’s getting out of control.’

Until Nolan stopped grunting and slowly moved his body forward.

Silence took over the place, making it possible only for Oliver to hear the vampire's racing heart, who in an instant clenched his fist, breaking the arrow that was stuck in his hand, making Oliver step back while he saw the vampire take a deep breath and extend his body forward.

With a loud and distorted cry, the vampire opened his arms in a clear posture of advance and threat, making Oliver click his tongue in irritation as he thought.

'He hasn't given up yet.'