As it turns out, rotten eggs go quite nicely with rotten feelings. Ace didn't like people messing with his friends, and he was about to exact revenge on some stupid Rugby players who were picking on his best friend Henry. It was a while past midnight, but Acacius wasn't sure of the exact hour. He knew he was angry though, and he knew he had putrid weapons at his disposal. And damn, was he going to use them.

Ten minutes later, the quiet Surburban house was covered in spoiled egg guts. Marvelling at his handiwork, he tossed the carton into their lawn and readied his toilet paper when all of a sudden the lights of entire first floor flicked on, and an angry muscular middle aged man with multiple tattoos started hollering outside the front door. His wife behind him looked equally as furious, dialing the phone to what was probably the police. Acacius balked.

The red middle aged man - or was it an oversized brick of some sort? - rushed towards Acacius and Ace took off like a rocket down the street. He ran several blocks and saw an open window. Opportunity! Without a whole lot of thought, he dove inside the darkened window and landed on the floor with a thud. He looked around instantly for a hiding place when the lights switched on.

OOC: Open.

Heavy smoke drifted through the room. Shiva squinted to pull in the view before her. The warm glow coming from the lamp next to her waterbed switched off. Sloshing noises could be heard as Shiva crawled off her bed. She stood up slowly, wobbling a bit and fell into the wall where she flipped the switch to the ceiling light. Instead of a usual fluorescent light, a black light took over. Everything white gleamed.
Shiva turned to greet her surprise guest. Her long dirty blonde waves of hair hung down each side of her face. Dark black color surrounded her hazel eyes. Her lips were stained deep red. The light made her fangs sparkle when she smirked. Shiva leaned forward and took in the strangers scent.
"What brings you through my window, son of the shadows?" Shiva murmured as she sauntered by him and to the window which she closed.

"The police. I'm not too keen on getting arrested. If you could hide me I would appreciate it. If not... I'll just climb on back out of that window and we can forget this ever happened. And you won't be calling the police," He pleaded, sitting cross-legged on the strange ladies floor.

Shiva turned to look at the boy, her head tilted slightly. She spat the plastic fangs out in her palm. "Wicked." She grinned at his explanation. "Harboring a criminal. That's hot." Shiva thought out loud and set the fake fangs on her dresser.

"Screw the police!" Shiva pounced past him and tumbled onto her bed again. The water inside sloshed around. She jerked her head upward, inviting him to sit with her. What looked like a thin cigar appeared in her hand suddenly with a flick of her wrist. Then in the other a lighter. This explained all the smoke in the air.

"You want a hit?" Shiva offered him, keeping her breath in as she spoke.

Great. I jumped into some insane chicks window. He thought to himself irritably, watching jump onto her waterbed. She's hot though... but all the crazy ones are.

"Nah, but thanks," He nodded. He wasn't really into drugs. He'd try everything once, and he'd tried almost everything you could imagine. His super quick healing and the fact he was half dead prevented him from getting addicted, so he didn't see much point in doing anything regularly. If he was stressed, he'd rather drink some blood than smoke some blunt.

He looked around curiously. "Do you live alone?"

"Why? Are you going to try to kill me?" A cloud of smoke blew out of her mouth as Shiva giggled. "If you do, tie me to the bed first. The straps are in my closet." She pointed.

"Oh, and to answer your question: sadly, no." Shiva heaved out a sigh. "Stuck with my crazy uptight mommykins and the passive step daddy until I graduate." She jerked open a drawer next to her bed that was filled with sweets. "Help yourself." Shiva offered while ripping open a plastic wrapper. "And my sperm donor is off god knows where." Shiva shrugged and stuffed a twinkie in her mouth before stretching out on the bed. It waved up and down until she became still with comfort.

"I asked because I was wondering if anyone would come barging in, wondering what the hell that sound was. You know, the one that sounds oddly close to some leaping inside the window in the middle of the night."

Acacius raised an eyebrow. She was definitely crazy. Maybe he would have fared better with the police.

"Thanks again, but I'm not really one for muggle food." Which was true. If Ace hadn't fed - the vampire way - for a while, he would look more like a vampire. He was pale and gaunt, and skinnier than normal. He was hungry for blood from the source. Blood bags were getting progressively less and less satisfying.

Shiva smirked. "Don't worry, my parents are used to strange noises coming out from my room. In fact, my room is sound proofed because they got so tired of it." She ran a hand through her long hair then tossed it over her face.

Shiva giggled at the word 'muggle'. It just sounded so silly.

"What's your most favorite creature?" Shiva asked him. It had yet to cross her mind that they hadn't even exchanged names. But she was never one for titles.

"Vampire bat," He answered quickly, and then grinned. "I guess I can just relate."

"Oh yeah? How?" Shiva challenged with an intrigued grin.

Acacius grinned, showing his fangs. "You weren't far off with that 'son of the shadows' comment earlier."

"No way!" Shiva let out an excited shriek. "Promise you're not joking?" She raised a skeptical brow, but moved closer to him.

"Prove it." Shiva demanded. "Prove you're a real vampire." She extended her arm in front of him. "Bite me."

Acacius immediately scurried backwards, tensing up. His pupils dilated and his fangs shot farther out of his gums as his mouth started watering. In his eyes, Shiva quickly turned into a walking talking cheeseburger.

"Don't tempt me," He growled, eyes fixated on her wrist. Her heartbeat rang through his ears like a Siren song. "I'm hungry, I could easily kill you."

Shiva's heart raced as things became real. He wasn't lying. He was truly a vampire. There was no way she could pass this up.

"No, it's okay." Shiva crawled across the bed to him. "I trust you." She told him, pulling up her sleeve.

His resistance became weaker as he tried to back away further. "A vampire you don't even know the name of jumps through your window in the middle of the night, and you decide to trust him? That's not smart."

"Well, you didn't lie about being a vampire." Shiva pointed out. Honestly, she couldn't care. She was usually so high all the time she'd let anyone do anything.

"And besides, you have no room to speak. You jumped into a random window. While being chased by the police. I could have called the cops by now. Hell, I could still call them." Shiva said thoughtfully with a bit of a smirk.

Acacius inherited his stubborn nature from his mother, meaning that he would gladly continue the arguement if he could. By this point, he was absorbed in his hunger. His human side quickly gave way to his animalistic nature, and he pulled her forcefully towards him. Taking her hand in his and holding her arm in the other, he bit down hard onto her wrist.

The blood began to spill into his mouth, dancing across his tongue before sliding down his throat. The taste of her blood had a certain spiciness in it (B negative, he noted), the warmth filling his stomach and spreading outwards into his torso and limbs. His hunger was the only thing that occupied his mind, controlling him completely. His humanity had vanished, and all that existed was the monster. He drank deepily and hungrily, biting down hard to open up her blood flow.

Shiva opened her mouth as if she were about to scream but instead stayed silent. She bit down on her lip until it bled itself. Electricity shot through her finger tips and up her arm. Her heart thumped at the speed of light before it gradually slowed.

Then suddenly the pain was more than Shiva expected. Instinctively, she tried to pull away with mild effort. She wasn't a very strong girl. When she would get in fights, she usually just played dirty.

Her skin was getting pale, even for someone who stayed out of the sun as much as she could. Shiva let out a whine but in no attempt of reaching help considering her room was sound proof. Her fingers intertwined with his hair and tried to jerk his head back. Boy needed some self control.

"Stop!" Shiva demanded, but moved closer to him.

Acacius didn't stop for several seconds. Her voice broke through to his human side, and after an internal struggle, he managed to wrench himself back, blood dripping from his reddened lips. His skin was flushed and he looked healthy again, although he still looked a bit crazy. Without thought, he placed a hand on the back of her neck and wound an arm around her waist, pulling her close to him. He kissed her forcefully, tasting the blood from her lip.

Scratch the self control. Shiva was in completely lust for this mystery boy. Due to the loss of blood it was a minute before Shiva responded with total animal instinct. Once her other hand reached his hair, leaving a trail of blood up his arm and across his neck and cheek, Shiva climbed onto his lap.

Acacius grabbed Shiva and laid her down, pinning her between himself and the floor. He hungrily kissed her deeper and tangled his hand in her hair, being rough with her as was in his nature. Self control was out of the picture... he didn't even know her name.

"Most. Amazing. Night. Ever." Shiva stated from where she laid on the floor next to him, her hair a mess.

"I'm Shiva, by the way." She giggled through a smirk and nibbled on his ear.

Acacius laid there with his hunger (both kinds) satisfied. He'd smoke a cigar if he had one, but unfortunately he was lacking. He nodded, only half listening to her. Now that he had gotten rid of his need and the cops were probably headed home, he didn't really need to be there anymore.

He reached over and hastily pulled on his clothes and started to duck back out of the window. "Yeah. Well thanks," He grumbled as he began to shimmy himself out.

"Wait!" Shiva quickly pulled on a golden colored silk robe. "Aren't you going to tell me your name?" She asked him desperately at the window.

"Ace," He said as he dropped from the window, disappearing into the night.