Ancient blood raced through my veins as my body moved into the feminine flesh beneath me. white nails raked lightly down my pale back. 

“I love you.” she whispered sweetly, tilting her black hair head to extend the perfect pale stretch of skin. Wrapping my white pale arms around her. Parting my lips, I flashed my elegant fangs in the moonlight before I sank them into her tender throat. 

Revel in ecstasy, I felt her nails dig into my back. 

I groaned softly in between gulps of her sweet crimson essence. So close. Body blurring in my need for release. Relishing in the sweet sounds she made, I didn't notice that her heart beat was growing fainter while I gave one last thrust and felt the overwhelming sensation from the petite body beneath me.

Pulling away from her pale throat, I rose up above her with clouded green eyes. Arms shaking, I fought to keep my weight from crushing her fragile body. Looking down with a heaving chest, I focused on her upturned face and froze. 

Her sightless brown eyes stared up at me.  Her beating heart stopped. I had killed her, my beloved. 

Gasping, It was morning when Ash awoke from his nightmare with fresh sensation, it was weird but nice nonetheless. He indeed felt... different. He couldn't put a finger on it exactly, he just felt better.

Scrubbing his hands over his face, he stood and walked nude from the king sized bed.

He wash his face in the sink, then stop his hands motion to checked himself in the mirror, he was extremely surprised with little horror mixed in. 

“What the... who?!” Ash couldn't recognize the figure that was in the mirror. He knew he was handsome, but he couldn't believe that the pretty and gorgeous man in the mirror was his own image, but to his own dismay, the reflection in the mirror is him without doubt.

“This must be a dream, no doubt about it.” He exclaimed as he touch his new face. “What a beautiful white face.”

His beautiful face had been elevated to higher levels, his dull black eyes replaced by absolutely stunning green eyes highlighting his sexy lips, his black lips caused by cigar is no longer visible. 

His short brown hair become smooth long silver hair reached down till they brushed against his back beautifully outlined his thin waist. He had to agree that he could easily charm both gender with that enhanced appearance he had at that moment.

he brought his hands down and pulled up the pajama that was covering his chest. His slim yet manly chest jumped out of its confines, begging for attention.

“It’s smooth like a baby skin, and tender.” The panting figure stayed on the mirror unmoving to catch the breath and wits.

Wlaking across the cool marble floor, he headed to the bathroom with glass shower stall. Opening the clear crystal door, he reached out to turn the sleek silver handle to start up the hot water. Stepping into the hot streams, he leaned his long silver hair against the cool glass. 

"Having nightmare in the middle of dream? unbelieveable." Resting his back against the shower wall, he let the water beat down his chest in scolding streams to clear his confused mind. he felt chilled to bone. Like his soul was tainted with the cold reality of what he had never done.

There's no more warmth in his body.

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His mind only slightly registered the occurrences that was happening around him when the sound of scream from the next room starting to get louder.

After admiring himself for few more minutes in the mirror, Ash went back to the window to check what was happening from the outside of his apartment, it was crowded with people, mostly college student.

Even though he think this is a dream, his habit made him go to the kitchen. He heat the fry pan which is greased with a little butter to cook a pancake.

Even breakfast felt like a distant dream when he looked at the empty plate he had just finished with whimpers, shrieks and crying sound outside from the next room, he looked down to see his white hands were starting to glisten with perspiration. 

“Perhaps, but this is..." Ash searched for the right word. "this is not a dream, ahh this is crazy, don’t tell me I am crazy."

It was morning when someone heard a disturbance in one of the student apartment complexes. Someone heard screams coming from outside an apartment room and what sounded like an animal gnawing at the victim.

What made it unnatural was that this was in the heart of downtown Philadelphia, US. There are no animals incapable of doing what they saw.

Intrigued, he put on a black jacket and cover his face with hood to avoid some trouble. he was already outside when police had been called to the apartment complex. The sirens lighting up the sidewalk and tainting the street lamps. 

With any luck, they would've done some crowd control and kept people out of the way. 

A black limousin parked behind the police car and out stepped gorgeous woman, dressed in black suit followed by a couple of man in black suit. She walked up the steps and her bodyguards pushed past a couple of students to speak with the police in charge, holding up her badge to say, "Advent Reseach Unit."

She was sent to the top floor, as she made her way up the steps, she would occasionally pass other tenants, all of them college students, scared, confused, feeling vulnerable as they stood out in the hallways in their pajamas. She caught sight of one young man in his 20s wearing a black jacket with hood covering mojority of his face, she tried resisting the urge to stare, seeing how the outline of the mans' excuisite face, he must be a hundsome man without doubt. 

Shaking her head, she walk the rest of the way up the steps. Fortunately, the officers had kept the tenants on the floor out of the room. she pushed her way past some students, almost brushing against a college hooded man, she caught a glimpse of his beautiful green eyes as entered the room. the scent of the man body making Celice feel a ting of warmth.

“Dr. Celice, this way.”

"What do we have here... a Portal in the middle of the town." The women in black named Celice exclaimed as she walked into the living room, her heart stopping for just a moment. He was laid out in the living room with a pool of blood surrounding his torso. The side of his neck nearly split in two, as if his attacker tried to chop his head off and then got bored, and behind the corpse is a sinister looking Portal, it was pitch black and no one  knows where it leads, maybe hell or abyss.

“Evacuate the whole downtown, the entire Philadelphia now will become restricted area." she said as she kneeled down in front of the Portal, examining it.

“Yes ma’am.” The man aknowledged.

She survey the area. No broken glass, no bruises on the body, just a chair moved a few inches from its resting point. It hadn't even tipped over. She stared at it for a moment and then looked past the chair at the wall where a window revealed the outside fire escape stairs. 

"Who opened that window?" she mumble to herself “Not good!” 

There is a scream of agony from outside of the apartment.

One scream followed by next one, and then the crown began to disperse as the shower of blood covered the apartment complex. 

Ash was still in a trance when he saw a woman in black suit with glasses, hair pulled back in a ponytail. When she glanced up and when their eyes met, well there was something he hadn't encountered in his twenty of years of existence. A warmth, a glow, almost like instinct with passion, an instinct not of his own.

He was shaken down to his core just at the glimpse of this woman and what could be between them. He always have mere  flings, nothing more. He was the one of the ten in the world who had never once been in love.

He come back to reality when the crowd covered in blood pushed him, another one step on his shoe which made Ash stumbled. 

“Shit.” Ash cursed. 

Soon a hooded man could be seen falling from the sixth floor.