I wake up the way I have for years. The way I will for a long time to come. At night. No rooster crows around here. Good thing too, because if there were, I'd be pretty screwed. Roosters crowing means sun-up and sun means bye bye Raiden. If you haven't guessed it yet, here's another hint. I drink blood. Hint enough for you? If you still haven't figured it out, I'm a vampire. Yes, we exist. Long fangs, superstrength, the works, even shapeshifting. To everyone I look 25 but I'm really 1,025. Old, huh? And I thought the second millenium was weird. 3016 has it's advantages though. You'll have to wait for those. For now, you're in my world .

Right now I've got to get clean, eat, and go to work. Showering can be a pain in the ass sometimes. It takes forever to get the shampoo out of my hair without help. Luckily, I will have help this evening. Help washing everything else too, if you get my meaning. The ladies love me. They say it's for my "personality" but I think it is for my body. I'm on the muscular side, no fat whatsoever. 7'2" of rippling alabaster muscles. They say I have the sexiest ass they have ever seen. Plus, I have a reputation in the bedroom that leaves women and men speechless in awe. Lushious silver hair with compelling,  metallic dark purple eyes. Sexy, eh?

Not saying anything about either shower or breakfast, on to the issue of work. My work isn't easy but it is fun and can be very rewarding. I own four nigtclubs and three high-class restaurants. One of each caters exclusively to my kind. We can eat regular food, too. I go to each one every night to check on things, do a little D.J.-ing, cook, serve, dance, and mingle. It helps me to find out what people like, and arrange for everything that is needed. Tonight it happens to be raining, and there is nothing I love more than a stormy night. Seeing the lightning forcing it's way from the heavens, the feel of the thunder booming through the core of my being. Shivers run down my spine just thinking about it.

If you are wondering where my lady friend is in all of this, she left after breakfast. Women understand that being with me is only for one or two nights. I don't do long-term relationships. I was hurt in the past and will not allow myself to love again.

**Flashback**

The year is 2016.It is a few days before I was turned. I had been in this relationship for five years. Her name was Kara. I had bought a house before we started dating and she had moved in with me. I had left work early to go to the jewelry store to buy an engagement ring. I spent nearly nine thousand dollars on it and the wedding ring was even more. I come home and I heard screams from our bedroom. I thought something had went wrong so I ran to the bedroom and flung open the door and saw Kara and her "gay" friend going at it on the bed. I froze and they stopped. I started heading to the closet and her friend jumped up and ran out the door, naked. I got to the closet and got everything that she bought, put it in a box and kicked her out. That was the last time I saw her until the day she died. I heard she was in the hospital and went to see her . She was surprised to see me still young and handome while she had grown old and withered. I said eight words and left. "I loved you and you broke my heart." And it has remained that way ever since. She died soon after.

**End Of Flashback**