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    Adrian was sitting on a stool at Jaguars Gold Club drinking a beer and smoking a cig.He was thinking about Galaxy. What a pathetic excuse for a human being. Sure she was pretty,who doesn't like flowing red hair and deep brown eyes that all ways seem to be filled with tears? But she was weak.She couldn't stand up to him when he was in a foul mood and she wasn't a very good lover to him either,always like a corpse while he was on top of her. All these thoughts were immediatly erased from his head as Felicity,the striper he always requested for, strooled up to him.

  "The usual babe?"

  "Yeah Felicity,the usual."

  "All right hon,to the back room then."

 They walked casually down the hall way lit with neon signs advertising different brands of beer and cigarettes. Felicity stopped at the last door to left and unlocked it with a ring of keys. They stepped in and walked over to the single bed in the room. Adrien sat on the bed and unzipped his pants. Felicity kneeled down and did the usual.

  "Felicity."

  "Mmm."

  "I'm sorry,but i no longer need your services."

  Felicity looked up starry eyed.

 "You mean you want me to stop?"

 "No."

  Adrien lashed out and took hold of her fragile arms. He pulled her warm body up to him and brushed his lips against her pale neck. He looked deep into her frightened eyes before leaning down to thrust his fangs deep into her veins. The feeling was so powerful it was almost a sensual feeling running through his body,filling every crevice and curve. The hot liquid gushed from her and satisfyed his everlasting hunger in two to three gulps. He stopped after he felt the life drain out of the stripper and dropped her on the floor like a rag doll.

  Adrian walked cooly from the strip club just as (he knew) the manager was walking into the last room on the left and finding felicity shred to pieces on the floor. A smile crept across his face and he jumped into the air heading towards the apartment where he and Galaxy lived. Flying over San Francisco at night was marvelous but no beauty compared to a helpless human dying in your arms.

  He reached to apartments and strode in through the front door.

  "Galaxy!"

  No answer.

  "Galaxy! Where the fuck are you?"

 No answer.

 Adrien went through the whole apartment.She didn't say anything about going out.Well of course she wouldn't after he carelessly smacked her the other night. Where could she have gone. Think...Oh fuck! She had met that Micah guy at the bar that night.He knew they were fast becoming friends and he had gotten jelous. She had cried all night the night he hit her. She must be with him. Fucking Micah,Adrien thought,I'm going to Fucking kill you. He walked out the door.