for those of you niggers that can't read deal with it.. this is my installation to the story im writing on Vampires (trippy). And for all of those that work at the LC just wait till "The Sex Scandal at the LC" comes out. another story im doing just for your benefit.

Starring at the full moon Seth Johnson regretted having to be without his car on the way to the store. He had previously been in an accident, his first one after three days of having his license. But it wouldn’t be that long until he got it back from the shop, and the store was only a couple blocks from where he lived. It was dark outside nonetheless, but the moon created an aura that shone of his face almost like a spotlight on a prisoner, never leaving its target. His eyes were supposed to be brown but since his pupils were so large it made them look black. He was about six foot and 170 lbs.
The road beside Seth was empty, not a single car was out, not a single light post lit. The street was barren almost like a dark alley with the only source of refreshment being the moon. Seth started to grow weary as his walk lasted longer, his destination moving further away. He found himself walking around daydreaming next to a field of high grass. Stopping he stared at the yellow dying grass and after feeling a breeze buttoned up his jacket and moved near them. The tips of the grass were red, a sign that frightened Seth till his skin color faded.
The moon became covered in clouds and he soon found himself shadowed in darkness. Wiping the sweat from his brow he had an eerie feeling he wasn’t alone. Lurking in the grass below him the predator waited. His need to feed had grown strong and he himself had grown impatient. To him Seth was nothing more then a product for his pleasure. He stared at him like a cat would stare at a mouse ready to pounce on him. Seth looked like another easy prey for him, and decided to hesitate no further.
Quickly and swiftly he leapt from the ground to about ten feet in the air until landing hard down on Seth. The man’s face was visible to Seth for only a short time as he felt teeth enter his neck. A sharp pain went through his body as he could feel the blood racing out of him faster then a horse running in the wild. The feeling of his assailant ripping flesh from his body was more than he had ever hoped to receive in his life. He slowly lost his confusion as it became futile to resist. He could barely feel any part of his body and he slowly felt himself drift into an eternal sleep.
Instantly he felt the pain seize from him, though he still could feel it stinging through him like an open wound. He used what strength he could to look next to him where a scream faded. He was too weak to tell what had happened as he was still unsure that it had happened at all. But he was sure if it did that however had attacked him was dead. How he wasnt sure, but he knew he was too weak to poduce a scream. Suddenly his limp body was lifted into the air. The shock of his muscles caused him to faint. A feeling, if he had any, would be a relief to his brain.
He awoke inside a car in the passanger seat. It was still night out and his eyes glared at the lights of the restraunts and streetlamps his thoughts coming back to him reminding him of where he was or that he had no recollection of it.The driver had spoken yet Seth had yet to see his face. "Take this it will ease the pain."
"What is it?" Seth made an attempt to look to his left at the driver but his eyes were failing to respond to the command the brain gave it. An answer wasn't forged out of the drivers mouth as Seth had hoped. In accualltiy Seth didn't care what was in the plastic bottle as he gulped it down trying to remember what was going on. His body began to focus on his sorroundings thinking he was tied up he looked to see it was only the seat belt. Sitting up the droopyness of his figure had become more aware. He stole a quick peep at the driver of the car. A white male in his late thirties stared at the road ahead of him wearing a fine black suit. There was blood on his white undershirt but it was soo faded that it must not of been from him. The thought of attacking his kidnapper had crossed his mind when he saw the two silver magnums on the mans chest holsters.

Intro paragraphs are normally a bitch but here it is.