Pure

His words

Derek

I was looking out of the window, down on all the pathetic people in my club, craving love lust money and s*x, It was not a sight to be seen. More disturbing to be honest. Iv been alive for centuries and its the same boring roundabout the same story. As I look next to me I see my righthand man Riccardo, mumbling something or other.

All around me sat at this table are my men or women that have fought by my side for centuries only the best and powerful sit around the table. My men are loyal but if any try to cross me, I could take them out if I wanted too blindfolded. I am the most feared vampire, the most respected, I show no mercy to my enemies or anyone who double crosses me. I am centuries old which makes me extremely powerful and more so then any other because of my dark past!!

I am the elite!!

"Derek!!" As I turn my head to the right to see Riccardo moving closer to me. His black leather jacket rustles as he places his drink down on the table, he leans more over to me with his lean muscular figure and slick black hair and his dark looming eyes.

He whispers cautiously in to my ear, "Who is that girl standing near the double doors? her smell is sweet but not of human blood."

Hearing the interest in his voice.

Normal human blood smells the same it can't be masked with aftershave or perfume. not like others think it can. Blood to us is like a metallic, copper and iron smell, as vampires we are initially drawn to it we crave it.

I look towards the double doors and there she was, standing staring at us. Beautiful young blond, I would say she was around 18 years old, petite, her hair up in a messy bun looked like she had done it in a rush. beautiful bleach blue eyes that would shine even in the darkness. Not so confident though as she is standing there with her arm holding on to her shoulder anticipating her next move. A plain white T-shirt with a high waisted skirt that just comes above her knees makes her figure stand out there was no denying she was attractive. But her smell, Ricardo was right. That smell was glorious, sweet. But not the scent that I would drink or drain the life out of a normal human. She had me captivated. Who is she? What is she?

She is still standing staring and I'm sure its either she feels too nervous, not surprising with who we are. But not many people know we are vampires and ancient ones at that. Or its her first day and hasn't a clue how to address us.

Jodie one of my women sat opposite Riccardo, notices her stares. Must off been my stares towards the girl that's got her intrigued to look around.

"Are you going to stand and stare all night long or are you going to take our order." Jodie briefly orders while flicking her long flawless black locks behind her shoulders with a grudge look forming across her face. showing that she is getting inpatient.

"Yes" she starts nodding while walking nervously towards us. Her scent is getting stronger and I'm sure the rest of them are starting to notice, as most have stopped what they are doing and conversations has died down.

 She rubs her hand down her high waisted skirt. Before speaking out "what can I get you?"

"You!! one of my men speak out while the others start sniggering rudely. She starts to look more  intimidated.

Not so much of a moment passes before I speak out.

"Whiskey" for all off us please I say in a respectful tone. I'm not usually this nice but for some reason she intrigues me.

She simply nods in acknowledgment before walking off without so much of a word.

"What was that?" Jodie mutters under her breath. Knowing I don't take to kindly to questions not of her concern.

"What was what Jodie? Come on speak up love" I abruptly say now all eyes on her.

"Well your not usually, that nice? she causally says

"Are we not going to address that she doesn't smell that of a human?" Adrien speaks out curiously slamming his hand down on the table. butting in to the boring conversation I have going on with Jodie. Adrien is my eyes and ears of this town. People, human or vampire swoon over him due to his attractive and alluring nature. he doesn't blink so much of an eyelid to desperate women he likes the chase. He craves the power he has over them. He is a strong built man, his muscles showing with the tight black plain but expensive T-shirt he has on, with his tattoos showing down the right side of his arm. 

"Yes" I will have Riccardo look into it to see what we can find out about the girl" I say feeling some tension in the air while they where waiting for my response. Riccardo simply replies, "I'm on it boss."

There is no one in my city monster or creature whatever you would like to call us that are none human, that I don't know off.

So how did she get past me? How do I not know what she is. Smell alone would let me know what they are. 

I need to know what she is and soon!!