She pressed her back against the wall as her perusers came closer. Her breath was ragged from all the running. Why was she being chased? It made sense. A human with the eyes of a vampire? Something that needs to DIE. Her eyes were usually squinted to conceal their color, but she slips like every human. A caped figure with wings suddenly dropped in front of her. It grabbed her and flew off. She inspected her saver and found that he was a skeleton. The dark bones made the markings near his eyes stand out. He looked down at her. "They call me Lord Jasper, what do they call you?" "...(Y/N). Are you a vampire?" "*sigh* I am." She just stayed still. "Are you not afraid?" "No."