Summer is only nineteen, a street urchin, thief and what some call a lady of the night, how true that is would frighten the mundane citizens of Blackwood. Her skin is pale white, her eyes cold and black, a stark contrast in the faint light of a very, clouded moon. Tonight she is dressed in a skimpy little skirt and bikini top, it makes Nathon shiver, he pulls his cloak tighter. Deirdra slips up behind the Wizard. “Pretty little thing isn’t she?” Cooed The Vampire. “Haven’t noticed.” Countered Nathon, both grinned. The pretty little urchin bounces into the alley that will take her across the canal and to the bar district, Roth plans to make sure she never reaches her destination. Summer walks with little fear, in her mind, she is what others fear, she smells the presence of someone in the shadows. A smile wiggles into her lips, his blood is bold, his heart racing. Roth follows her to the dark opening and watches as she steps onto the simple wooden bridge, the wood creaks under her weight, what little she carries on her thin feminine frame. This is installment #6 #6 Summer, #5Rothchild, #4 The slayer, #3Deirdra and Sammy, #2 Deirdra, #1 Wizard in the shadows Hope you like the story and image, and as always thank you for any and all comments. Advice is always welcome too.