“One more shot.” The bartender smirked at him and slid a shot glass down the bar. “One more? Do you have plans tonight or something? Three shots isn’t exactly you’re typical quota, Gabriel.” Gabriel quirked his brow at the bartender, “No, I’m just not in the mood for too many drinks tonight.” He downed the last shot quickly and stacked it up on top of the first two. Gabriel reached into the back pocket of his jeans for his wallet and put down a few bills. “See you tomorrow night.” Gabriel stood from his bar stool, swinging the keys to his car around his finger. Just outside the club his car was parked. It was sleek, bright red, and probably the favorite of all the cars he had owned. Unlocking the car, Gabriel slid in and leaned back against the leather seat for a moment. It was late, his favorite time. But he had no idea what he wanted to do. Clubbing and drinking every night was beginning to become monotonous. Gabriel turned his keys and listened to the engine hum before turning on his stereo. A song by Rage Against the Machine came on and he drummed his fingers against the steering wheel to the beat.

A second later, Gabriel was speeding down the deserted streets. Different shades of blue and the occasional orange glow of a street light flashed past in a blur as Gabriel increased the speed of his car. He liked going fast…No, he loved it. He knew he had loved speed as a human, driving his car to its limit. It was practically all he could remember of his human life. Gabriel had finally figured that he’d lost most of his memory in the car crash just before he was turned. He still anxiously wanted to know who had bitten him. Not exactly for revenge, though he had once been a reluctant vampire. But then things started to change, as the fact that he could live forever finally sank in.

Ever since then, Gabriel had done everything he wanted. No matter how dangerous. He was hot headed and was constantly moving, never taking a break. Gabriel kept on driving, ignoring red lights and stop signs. A few times, a car had to screech to a halt as to not crash into him and then loud honks ensued. This only made him chuckle. Soon, he began to slow down a little. He was nearing that camp. Gabriel took a sharp turn and came to a halt on a dirt road just outside the camp. He stepped out, slipping his jacket on. The camp was dark and deserted, for it was only April. Gabriel walked slowly, looking around. He let his feet lead him without thinking.

He passed by the cabins and was soon just at the edge of a forest. Gabriel tilted his head upwards at the trees and then peered into the darkness. He could see fine and began walking along a trail. He listened at everything, picking up even the slightest rustle of noise. Gabriel stopped beneath a large oak tree and leaned against it. He was actually enjoying the silence as opposed to the constant booming music he typically had going on in his apartment or at one of the clubs he went to.

He smelled her before he heard or saw her. She was a coven vampire like himself…but he had never met her before. Her scent was unfamiliar. Gabriel closed his eyes momentarily to focus more on unknown vampire that was gradually getting closer to him. He could tell that she was attractive, that was for sure. But unfortunately, that was probably the extent of things he could assume. However, the fact that she was obviously curious herself about who he was sparked his own curiosity.

Gabriel ran a hand through his dark blonde hair. It was seldom neat or styled in a certain way. Gabriel preferred to keep it a little tousled, but he did often check that it hadn’t gotten too out of hand. Appearance was probably one of Gabriel’s main priorities. He pulled his jacket closer to him as a cool breeze made the whole forest shift. Sometimes, when he was really cold, he did crave a human’s blood. Gabriel had only drank human blood a few times, back when he was a new born vampire and really just couldn’t control his thirst. He restricted himself to animal blood now….most of the time.

With some vampires, humans were all they preyed on. With others it was only animals. Gabriel was usually content with animal blood. He’d go hunting a couple of nights a week, finding that he liked wolf blood the most from the times he was able to have them. However, sometimes a human was too much to resist. It was either one got on his nerves or got in his way. Gabriel wasn’t easily angered, but if someone pushed the right buttons he could get a little scary. He opened his eyes to look at the girl as she spoke.

“Hey.” He nodded his head in greeting and glanced around at the near silent forest. “Just looking for a change of scenery, that’s all. And yourself?” Gabriel’s eyes followed her as she sat down on a fallen tree and he placed his hands in the pockets of his jacket.

Katy…Kat for short. He liked her name. As for her statement about hunting in someone’s back yard…he begged to differ. But that was for a different prey than the one he assumed she was speaking of. “Indeed, the woods are easier than dodging around a family barbeque.” Gabriel paused for a moment, taking her in before he actually told her his name. Finally he spoke in a quite voice accompanied by a sultry look, “I’m Gabriel. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Katy.” Gabriel had a thing with women. If he gave them a certain look, a particular smile, and spoke just the right way, he had them. At least it usually worked. There were always those certain girls who were completely immune to any guy. Gabriel often used his little gift to his advantage, especially when he was really thirsty.

He watched her as she removed her sweatshirt and then her flip flops. Gabriel’s gaze immediately fell on her neck and he noticed the small indent just below her left ear. His own bit mark was farther down his neck, near his collar bone and was almost always covered by his shirt or a jacket. It was the only scar on his body and even that was very hard to see. Gabriel looked up at the full moon that was clearly visible in a gap between the trees. The rest of the sky was cloudy, covering up the usually bright stars.

Gabriel smirked at her observation. “That I did. I have a little to drink every night.” Okay, so maybe he had a little more than a little. Gabriel often found himself waking up in his apartment or someone else’s place with little memory of what had happened before. Then he got to waking up and he remembered every small detail about what had happened the night before. Gabriel thought about his favorite drink, he liked a variety of things. There was the fancy stuff, and then the typical things like beer. “I’d have to say I like scotch the best.”

Gabriel quirked his brow and gave her a curious look. She had never drank human blood before? It must be maddening for her to be around a human if she had never drank human blood before. “Not even when you were a newborn?” Gabriel resisted human blood as often as possible, but not exactly for moral reasons. More logical than moral. If he just fed regularly on any human to cross his path at night then people would begin to notice things. If he was going to feed on a human, he’d make sure that they are people that wouldn’t exactly be missed and that it was in a different place than his last feeding. “I have been here for about…six months now I guess. I tend to lose track of time after a while.”

His gaze never strayed from her as he watched her every movement. Her eyes strayed to her tank top, but Gabriel’s went back to the bit mark just beneath her left ear. It was an interesting spot for a bite, like his at the base of his neck. Gabriel imagined that, after the car accident, his collar bones must have been broken and so that part of his neck was the easiest area to get to. He had never known who bit him nor when exactly he was bitten. For all he knew, after the accident he was hauled off to a hospital and was worked on and everything and after that he was bitten. Gabriel just knew that one minute his car was flipping over several times and he was flung from the driver’s seat, and the next he was on the side of an empty road technically dead.

Gabriel smirked, “Well, it was a little to drink as compared to my typical standards.” He replied. Gabriel had built up his tolerance to alcohol while he was human and being a vampire made it even better. It was those poor kids who just turned 21 who were getting completely wasted because they had never had any alcohol before save a little champagne at a relative’s wedding. Those kids got hammered…though Gabriel looked eighteen he had several fake ID’s to use at regular clubs. Then at the vampire clubs it didn’t really matter seeing as most everyone there was nearly 100.

He went rigid at the sudden copper smell of blood. Gabriel’s eyes darted to her mouth where her fangs at nicked her lip. He took a slow, deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment. Gabriel had just fed about two nights ago, but the smell of fresh blood was something that was alluring to any vampire. Gabriel cleared his throat, “It’s fine…”