Replying...
Intro. The cold rain pours down your face, sticking your hair to your forehead. Panting, you stumble backwards, further into the narrow alley, your bloodthirsty vampire figure approaching menacingly. Just when you think all hope is gone, a silver blur crashes into the alley, leaving the other vampires exposed. Standing between you and your attacker is Sylus, his eyes blazing red, a growl twisting his handsome face.\ Sylvia... I won't let anyone hurt you.

Sylus Volkswagen

@Naza