Leinhart, after a well rested sleep, awoke to find himself in an empty apartment. He gracefully flipped right side up, and hovered unto the ground. Once his feet touched the ground, he proceeded to crack every single joint in his body. Why? Because he could. He walked over to the balcony door, and opened it, allowing the cool breeze to envelope him and the room. He broke form, and once again the swarm of bats took flight. They surrounded a chimney, to a rundown house. Leinhart took form, and fell through the chimney sweep.
A stranger in the house coughs at the newly agitated soot. "You always have to have an entrance don't you, Leinhart" came the raspy coughing address from an old man.
"I'm sorry, didn't realize that someone was home," Leinhart replied with a sly smile as he walked towards the old man. The old man, snorted and turned away. He grabbed a towel nearby and wiped the soot from his specks. "A gift," he said sliding over a long ominous black box, "happy millennial birthday." Leinhart smiled once again and opened the box. He twirled the newly made sword. "What's it made from?" he asked.
"It's made from obsidian, hence why it's so light weight. However you know it's durable, and wont break on you like the other fine metals you've some how managed to snap on your noble rampages." The old man turned around, and was quite a sight to see: clear eye patches on a midnight black face. Leinhart laughed, twiddling with the sword once again. He strapped it to his belt and made his way to the chimney again. "What the front door not good enough for you, Leinhart?" the old man barked jokingly. "No, but where's the fun in that?" Without a second thought he lunged up the chimney dropping another wave of soot onto the living room.
Leinhart once again stood on the edge of the chimney. When he stood in the light of the moon, he truly looked like the vampire that he was.
James opened his eyes and looked over at the naked body next to him. he sighed and stood up. he put hjis clothes on and walked down stairs. "i dont.. care" he said with a yawn. his eyes were growing red as he was tired from the past two hours. he stretched and went to the kitchen. he drank a blood packet and walked back upstairs.
James stopped half way up the stairs "You arent going to hit on them, speak to them, or anything of the sort!" james snapped. "If you even look at the funny i will bust your skull wide open! he growled and walked up the stairs and to the bathroom. He got in the shower and turned the water on. He cleaned himself of the female vampire's smell and stood there, for some reason irritated. He hated everything right now. He would even kill his own brother in this mood.