The collectors

Multi colored lights pulsed and flashed across the the ceiling and walls. Loud music blasted from every direction. Half understood conversations and laughter mixing with the notes of whatever pop song was playing. The adult version of a playground but nothing in this place would be found in your grandma's photo albums or scrap books, maybe a similar place locked away in her memories, but nothing like it in her current life. Well that is if it was a normal humans only night club, one of those unique rare and now almost non-existent places that are off limits to super natural creatures like myself. This really isn't a place humans should feel safe but yet they gather here all the time. Called by the bright lights and the promise of a good time they willingly walk in the doors and enter this boiling sizzling pan of darkness. I hate these places but my new target is a regular here. Him and his little gang of buddies will be here tonight and he owes a debt. I honestly didn't expect to get an assignment while I was here but then again nothing about the last two weeks has been normal even by my standards. I knew the day would come when I was called back here but I figured I had another ten years at least. Just shows how quickly a human life flys by and shows how unprepared my half human self was. One day you are in your little house trying to get a blood stain out of your favorite dress and the next you are setting in a night club in a different country waiting for a vampire pretty boy to show up all while texting your dead dad's lawyer that you'll meet him in the morning. What a life. I guess I should give some some background here before I get to the horror of what I do. I'm Bethany Eun-Sook Cho and I'm a collector, collectors are a group of supernatural creatures who make sure other creatures pay their debts. We all have gifts and abilities and we are all trained from day one to use them for collecting what's owed. Sometimes debts are simple things like a werewolf who owes a witch his summer coat and sometimes they are way more complicated like a wizard who has upset the balance of the universe by murdering virgins. Most simple jobs are given directly from the bosses and we are basically called in like a bounty hunter. Now complicated assignments always come from the great oracles. And they know exactly who needs to handle the assignment and everything. I hate seeing one of their special envelopes. With the red stamp and vision inducing marks. I have handled tons of simple and complicated assignments in my life and my mother before me handle even more. My mother just like my father is dead. My mother passed three years ago after living hundreds and hundreds of years she was a collector like myself. Now my father he passed two weeks ago at the age of 87 he was human which makes me half human but without any of the disadvantages. My father's death is why I'm in his home country apparently he had a whole estate out here I knew he had his small house in the city that I had spent summers at with him but now I have a giant mansion and land to deal with. When I had woken up to knocking at my hotel door this morning I had figured it was my dad's lawyer but to my surprise it was a messenger for the collectors delivering me an assignment letter with a red stamp. At first I figured it had to be a super serious assignment to be given to me while dealing with my dad's stuff but to my utter disappointment and surprise it was more of a simple task. The letter explained that a pretty boy vampire was drinking from locals and causing a little bit of a problem but the moment I touched the little mark at the end to get my vision about the assignment I saw only darkness and a deep voice telling me that the vampire has to die to prevent his future deeds and that I will know more when the time comes but to tell no one what my vision truly was. Gotta love a secret with very little detail but here I am doing as I was told. This vampire apparently has a thing for humans and this is his favorite spot to get them at. I'm the perfect collector for the job because I smell like a human. If I'm lucky I can get closer to him once he shows up act a bit drunk and let him think his powers of suggestion are working on me. Then he'll take me to wherever he feeds at and I can deal with him. I had been watching the doors from my barstool for what felt like hours but was closer to 20 minutes when he showed up with a handful of other creatures. He was about 5'7" only a few inches taller than me, his jet black hair was parted to the side and slicked back and his brown eyes flashed red every now and then as he scanned the room. Like most vampires he was lean and looked like a model. I guess I should also add that like most models he's a vampire. Most famous people are creatures actually. That actor whose posters covered your walls as a teenager was probably a vampire fairy or shape shifter. The singer in your favorite band probably a demon or succubus. And that model with the sharp cheek bones and perfect skin is most likely a vampire or witch. This specific vampire didn't get the tall gene though so he's just a vampire probably involved in some super natural black market stuff to make money. As my target made his way across the dance floor I asked the bartender for my first drink of the night. It would come in handy later. He was heading towards the vip rooms at the back of the club. Every club just about has rooms in it for people like us. Rooms hidden from the eyes of humans. I had zero desire to see what was going on in there but if I stood any chance of him noticing me I had to at least try and listen in on his conversation so I was going to have to get inside those rooms. So off I went. The smell of hibiscus blood and wet fur was getting stronger as I got closer to the vip rooms signaling me that at least one werewolf and a witch was inside as well as the vampire. Just I started to grab for the knob the door swung open knocking my drink out of my hand and all over the front of my dress. At least I would the part of drunk human now. If I didn't have the intense training I had growing up my anger would have definitely gave me as I glared up the creature responsible for my current state. He was about 5'9" with shaggy dark brown slightly wavy hair that reached to about his ears and light brown eyes. I could sense his power but I couldn't tell what kind of creature he was. "Oh sorry about that. Let me get you a new one." he said. "No thanks I'm good." "Are you American?" he asked. Looking up at this creature I realized he came in with the vampire I needed to eliminate. Fluttering my eyelashes, giving the sweetest fake smile and laying on the thickest southern accent I've ever used I decided to use him to closer to my assignment. "Yes I am hun!! How could you tell?" "Well it was obvious without the fake accent." he said letting out a deep belly laugh that made me crack a little bit of a real smile. "It was the I'm good. A friend of mine is from the west coast and he says that to everything." "Okay I'll give you that I'm not exactly southern. I have spent time there but yes I'm American." "Well American let me replace your drink for you and you can tell me why a collector from the states is in a loud Korean night club." "How could you tell?" I was completely floored no one has identified me as a collector so easily. "I have a better nose then most." he said while tapping his nose. "Come on I don't bite." Silently I followed him across the dance floor to the bar. Everyone seemed to move out of the way without a single word being said. Normally I would refuse to have a drink with an unknown creature but curiosity was getting the best of me. Setting down on the stool next to the one he took I looked at him again. He wasn't bad looking but didn't have the typical look most creatures have. Instead of sharp check bones and a slim face he had a round face and dimples. A kind soft look about him. "What are you?" I asked him. "I'm a demon can't you tell." he said with a smile. "No you aren't." Demons are horrible creatures and they all smell similar and have pitch black eyes. "I'm the closest thing to the devil you will ever meet. Now tell me collector why are you here?" "I'm on an oracle assignment to eliminate the vampire you came in with." I could tell lying to him would be pointless so I told him the truth. "Lin?" "Yes." "I'm not going to get in your way. Figured he would be eliminated sooner or later anyway. But first have a drink with me." Surprised was an understatement. Normally creatures try to bargain with collectors not to eliminate their friends but he didn't even seem to care. "One drink." "Deal. I'll even replace your whiskey after so that Lin believes you are just a drunk human." without another word he quickly asked the bartender for two Pepsi's. I'm sure there's no harm in one drink.......