David rode his kawasaki somewhat recklessly as he bobbed and weaved among the slower moving vehicles. The posted speed limit was 65mph and he was exceeding that limit by no small margin, his keen Vampire senses aiding him in his dangerous maneuvers. The bike was a flat black finish with red accents to match his helmet and jacket. Underneath he wore a simple black V-neck that fit snuggly onto his well muscled torso. He carried a single cross strap backpack containing nothing more than a spare set of clothes, a few knives, and two Glocks. A displeased driver stuck his hand out of the window and flipped David the bird as his bike roared past, bringing a slight grin to the Vampires lips. 

As he rode, David recalled the letter that had been handed to him. The Regiment.. until recently he'd never heard of an organization titled Regiment before. Regiments were large military units consisting of many different Battalions and Companies. Could this group be so large? Or was it a poorly planned club name. David was going to find out. After all, who were these people that they could have discharge papers ready for him? His enlistment wasn't up for another two years but poof, there it was. Honorable discharge.. a document he'd seen several times and had concluded that it was genuine. David had packed up his small apartment outside of Camp Pendleton and moved his belongings into a storage unit. He figured if he actually needed any of his sentimental things he could just come back and get them.

He pulled his bike up alongside a minivan with kids and smiled as they climbed over each other to look at his bike. To reward them, he pulled his bike up into a wheely then lifted the back end for a manual. The children's faces lit up and they clapped. Satisfied, he gunned it and zoomed away towards the upcoming exit. The remainder of the ride to the smaller town was rather unexciting and David passed the time by wondering what kind of possibilities this would bring. He was a Vampire and he knew there were other Vampires.. and though he'd never seen a werewolf he was told of their existence. What else then could be lurking behind the scenes that he'd not discovered? The unknown excited him and he looked forward to finding out and rising to the challenge. 

When he saw the sign 'Welcome to Eureka' David slowed considerably deciding it best to not disturb the small town with the roar of his motorcycle. The place looked ordinary enough he thought as the church came into view. A moment later he saw the Dinner. Fifties style indeed, it was the spitting image of the dinners that he'd eaten at back in those days. "Good times" he said to himself as he stopped across the street from the alley mentioned in the letter. Sure enough there was the SUV and who David could guess was the man that would ask him the brevity code. Two other figures were present, this he did not expect. Least of all for them to be attractive girls! "Now.. what sort of tom foolery is this.." David half whispered to himself as he sensed something about them. They were not human.. their blood did not smell of mortal so what then could they be? 

"Well if anything i hope their friendly and this wasn't a huge mistake.." He said as he revved his bike and rode across the street to the mouth of the alley. The three turned to regard him as he took off his helmet and placed it on the handle bars. David removed his cigarettes and lighter from his jacket pocket and lit one up, placing the pack and lighter back in his pocket and puffing leisurely on the Marlboro red. He took note of the wolf that accompanied the blonde girl as he exhaled smoke. 

"Say my name and i disappear" the man would say, the brevity challenge.
"Silence" David replied with the password. Then with another exhale of smoke and a sly grin he added. "Silence is golden but duct tape is silver yea?"