Down in a dark alley, there was a hooded figure.  That hooded figure was hunched over breathing heavily.  It seemed like the figure had been running for quite sometime sometime.  A bead of sweat rolled down his brow, he whipped his head around and beared his teeth. Soon after bearing them, a new set of teeth overlappped them. The new teeth were like finely sharpened knives.  This hooded figure was a Vampire.  The hunt was on.  [b]"My, my what sharp teeth you have."[/b] said the darkness.  Walking out the darkness was a young male.  He wore a black shirt and stonewashed jeans.  Strapped to his hip was a Model 629 .44 Magnum Hunter and he was gripping a large machete.  The Vampire snareled before running deeper into the darkness. Jayceon chuckled before pursuing the fleeing creature, the vampire moved quite fast even though it was tired.  Jay hadn't even broken a sweat yet, he was in top shape and made sure that he was always like that.  The young hunter stopped for a brief second and pulled a small walkie talkie out of his back left pocket.  [b]"Hey baby girl, Shark Tooth is heading your way."[/b]