*"...and they lived happily ever after. That is still one of my favorite stories, but oh my look at the time. I suppose it is time for me to get going, but don't fret dearies I'll be back the same time next week for more story times. Bye bye for now babies."* The sweet and soft voice of a older, southern woman said. The voice came from a small television set that was sat in a store window, a price tag for fifty dollars was stuck to the top right side of the T.V.'s screen. The T.V. showed an animated black woman, who looked old enough to be someone's grandmother, seated in a wooden rocking chair which was placed near a roaring fireplace. As the screen changed to a random commercial about rash ointment the young man that was sitting cross-legged on the sidewalk in front of the store window sprang up with a cheer. **"Bye bye Mama Melody!"** He said with a huge grin on his face. The young man, more of a teen than man, began to stretch his lanky frame, loud sickening cracking sounds escaping his body. After that he looked around... er  or rather just turned his head in the same motion someone would do if they were looking around as the teen's eyes were tightly wrapped around his eyes preventing any form of sight. **What should this one do now?"** He asked himself aloud as he scratched his head, causing a water fall of crimson hair to fall over his face. With a shrug the teen began to walk down the street aimlessly with a huge smile on his face and humming a simple tune, walking pass a bar by the name of *The Tortuga*. To anyone else the teen would appear to be like any other homeless teen, but to a select few... he was basically the same thing just they knew him as the pain in the neck of a vampire Cheshire.