From the dead woman's words' end came a rather childish snicker. "Oh please, always with that 'intro'... Hey girly, look over 'ere..." The boy, or not boy, that spoke was standing behind Arjuna, and he smiled. He was young-looking, the body of someone only barely 14. He bared his teeth, long and sharp, chuckling. Many knew of his kind in the mortal world by now, a vampire. But he was not like them. His face did not match his body, his nose almost gone, his ears pointed and large, his face wrinkled and ugly, his lips non-existent, his smile being not much of anything because of this. Monstrous face was his, one of nightmares. His eyes were a coal black.