:the hunched man slowly walked thru the streets of cascadia.  He and his kind had been living unnoticed for ages in the citys world wide.  Collecting little peices of information her and artifacts there.  But the fruits of this mans labor did not satisfy him on this night.  When he awoke form his sleep of the dead this morning he switched on the news while reading his news paper.  
Drain read the wedding announcements and became agitated.
on this night he would Vent.
(( to tired to continue ill finnish tomarrow))

((drain I need to get you in on my idea........  I'll email you :)

~batty~

Drain continued to walk till he reached the park.  The wedding reception was in full swing and going strong.  He slunk around the building and found an older man who had apearntly had too much to drink.  The man was bent over vomiting into the bushes.
Drain crept along in the bushes as quiet as a mouse. thru the bush twoards the drunk.  Dark fingers reached out from the darkness and grabbed the man around the throat.  Drain pulled him to his lips and drank his fill, leaving his grogy, almost empty of blood, but breathing.  The old man collaped into his own puke.
The Nosferatu Primogen stumbled to the waiting limo feeling the effects of the alchohal coursing thru his veins.  He knocked on the window of the long black car.  A quiet whine of the electric window moter was heard, and  the young face of the driver apered  from insid of the car.
"What... Can i help you" came a soft voice form the driver.
"SLEEP... your eyes are so heavy" was all the vampire needed to say to make the mortal slump over in the seat.
Quietly Drain entered the limo and stole the uniform of the driver.  HE then produced a needle, and filled the sleeping man with heroin.
::LATER
The newlyweded coulpe climbed into the waiting limosine.
"To the airport" said the groom
Drain slowly drove away.  Half way there he began to hear laughing coming from the back of the car.  Abruptly he veered off the main road and into the parking lot of a factory.  He Pulled the car into a dark ally and stopped.
Drain dressed as the driver walked over and opend the door, catching the two lovers in the heat of passion.  He clomed in to the back of the car with them.
"WHAT THE FU**" were the mans last words befor a clawed hand opend his throat in his new wifes face.
The bride started to scream but the insulation from the limo was not allowing any sound to escape.   The woman was scrambeling to reach the handle of the door  while Drain smiled at her.  She pulled on  the handle.
Drain was pouring a bottle of champain of the floor of the car, with a sick twisted smile on his face.  He then reached for a   rusty length of pipe. Grinning at her the whole time.
"OOH GOD  DON"T KILL ME   OOH GOD IM SORRY"
"Shut your hole and get dressed"
She slowly put on her panties and pulled up her blood soaked dress.  when she looked up  the Dark Man was still smiling.

With one quick movement he thrust his pipe into her chest.  Letting the blood flow thru the pipe to the recently emptied bottle
A shocked look came over her as Dain watched her strugle
:
When the bottle was full Drain took the end of his pipe and sucked on it like a straw.. Leaving a empy husk in the back seat.  He left the pipe in her and went to the front seat.


The Nosferatu then redressed the unconsios driver and woke him slowly.
"Drive home" The dark man said thru his cloaked sweatshirt.  With the combination of the drugs and the perswasive voice of the Nosferatu the man obeyed with out question and left slowly.

:: The next morning the Driver was awoken to shouts and sirens.  He looked out his small window of his rented apartment to see a circle of police cars and this bosses limosine.

((Very very cool post man :) ))