The diluted beams of the moon's light fell to rest on Billy's pale skin.

Night was home to Billy. He never cared for the blinding light and heat of the sun. He also hated the crowds. Day was when everyone came out to play and shop and just do whatever they pleased, but the night was quiet and peaceful. It gave one room to think and slow down to listen to the things around one's self.

Tonight felt different from all the other nights. He could feel someone watching him as he made his way down the dirt path.

He slowed his walk until it fell to a stop beside a large oak. He could feel the eyes watching him, fascinated by him and drawing near.

He scanned his surroundings. The moon had moved behind the clouds causing the shadows to come alive and dance among the underbrush.

He made no sound. He did not feel threatened by the presence, rather he felt comforted in an odd way.

A slim silhouette emerged from behind the oak that towered next to him.

It was a girl, young and very beautiful. Her hair draped over her shoulders as she leaned against the oak and the moon light danced on her skin.

"What's a girl like you doing out here in the middle of the night?" He took a step towards her.

"I should ask you the same thing. " the girl replied, summoning a smile to Billy's face.

He gestured to the sky, "the sun and I never got along too well."

The girl nodded then stopped down onto the trail. She stopped inches from Billy. He could feel the warmth of her body and smell the sweet fragrance of her hair. She stood on her toes and leaned close to his ear, "I know what you are." Her warm breath sent shivers down his spine.

He pulled his face away from hers, "what am I?" He asked, trying to see if she was bluffing or telling the truth.

She sighed a laugh and placed her hand to his chest. "I watch you walk every night. I know where you go. I know what you do." She locked her blue eyes with his and tilted her head to the side exposing her neck to him.

Billy licked his lips then turned away and bit his lip as blood flowed from it. The salty flavor pooled on his tongue and ran down his throat.

He looked at her again. She still stood close to him, her head tilted. He leaned in and planted a kiss on her neck.

"What am I?" He asked again.

She smiled and whispered. "You are the same as me. A monster in the night, just trying to live life in peace."

He pulled back and held the girl at arms length as he searched her face.

Her eyes met his and he knew she was serious. "You want me to say it?"

"Please do." He prodded. Curious as to what she would say next.

She smiled and twisted a strand of hair around her finger.

"We are the same." She said again. "We are," she paused and locked eyes with him again before uttering the ugly truth "vampires."