Silently she sat, perched above him in the old Oak tree. Her stormy blue eyes intently watched his every move as he pulled the lifeless body from the back seat of his car. Cate studied the motionless body, a pretty young brunette, no doubt picked up at a local bar. She smiled as she caught the faint sound of a heartbeat coming from the girl, she wasn’t dead…at least not yet. The middle aged man positioned himself above the brunette, gently sliding his hands along her bare legs, grabbing for the hemline of her summer dress. There was a glimmer of shiny silver which caught the moonlight in one of his hands. Cate ran her tongue over the tips of her fangs, as she knew his intent for this girl was nothing good. Quickly and quietly she pounced like a cat to it’s prey, in one swift motion knocking him to his knees. Before he could mutter a single breath, she sank her fangs into his neck and drank . She was intent on draining the evil from his body and if that doubled as dinner, so be it.