In the 70s
A lean figure made his way through the forest, he walk aimlessly with blood dripping out of his mouth, he had left a trail of dead bodies but had not still found what his wanted.
Nothing could satisfy him, he had killed so many people and drank so much blood but he was still not satisfied, his red eyes searched through the forest but all he could see was darkness and all he could hear was silent.
He kept moving, walking through out the night until the next morning, he arrived in a small village, he looked around and smiled showing off his fangs.
'Finally, he has seen food' he thought and disappeared into the village.
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The smell of blood filled the air followed by screams, everywhere was chaotic as Damian killed people and drank their blood, he has just awokened from his slumber so of course he was hungry, by right he was suppose to be fed with his mate blood after waking up from such a deep sleep but he didn't have a mate or hadn't found his mate so all he could do was kill people and drink their blood until he was satisfied.
And that was exactly what he was doing, and at the rate at which he was going the entire human race would go extinct if he didn't stop.
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"Did you find him" a deep voice was heard coming from a man sitting on a rockey with his eyes closed.
"No master, but we are close, he has left a trail of dead bodies so it won't be long before we catch up on him master". another man said from behind the man in a submissive voice with his heard lowered.
"A trail of dead bodies?" The first man asked with his brows slightly raised.
"Yes master" the subordinate replied.
"Approximately how many kingdoms has gone down" the master asked.
"More than 50 kingdoms master" the subordinate said rubbing his hands together nervously knowing what was going to come next.
"More than fifty kingdoms you say" the master asked.
"Yes master" the subordinate said.
"And you still haven't found him... Worthless" the master replied picking up a fruit knife and flunged it backwards without looking or aiming and it hit the target exactly where he wanted, his neck.
The subordinate choked holding his neck with blood sipping out of it, he fell down hard on the floor with a thud.
"I will look for him myself" he said standing up, he walked towards the drawer taking out a fresh dagger l, he brought it to his nose and took in it's scent with his eyes closed.
Opening them he placed the dagger in his pocket and with the speed lightening appeared on the window edge turning around he said.
"Rufus...." He called out
"Yes master" Rufus replied almost instantly maybe out of fright of what had just happened.
"Take care of things around, I will be back" he said disappearing into the night sky.