UNDERWORLD WATCH

Chapter One

Chapter One.

Ashton Brown kept his eyes on his prey as he moved down the street. His hair as dark as midnight flowing just above his shoulders. His body lean as he ran through the night.

He's been watching him for days now. He watched as he prowled the night, as he fought, as he fed and even as he killed.

Noah Black.

There had been whispers about him for years. A vampire who hunts his own kind and fought anything that got in his way. There's been a bounty on his head for five years now but no one has been able to kill him yet. He stopped at a large metal door and banged his fist on it. A large man opened the door. The man took one look at him and stepped back to let him in.

Ashton caught the scent of blood in the wind and stiffened. A feeding room. A safe house for vamps. A place to feed, f**k and do whatever they want. Once a human goes in, there's no way out. A vamp could link with his victim, it was easy to slip into a humans mind after a bite. But he had no such problem.

He reached the metal door, lifted his fist and pounded on it. The same man opened the door.

"What do you want?"

The scent of blood was stronger now. He could also hear faint music inside. "I want the guy you just let in."

He stepped forward to get in and was pushed back by the chest. Ashton glared at the hand on his chest. He twisted the hand but not enough to break it. The man stepped back. "Trust me, you don't want him," he said.

"But I do," Ashton said. He wasn't leaving without him. "Your funeral," the man said and stepped back allowing him in.

Ashton walked down the long hallway. Small light bulbs on each side of the walls. He opened the door at the end and gagged at the strong scent that assaulted him. A deejay was playing high above ground as vamps, humans and he was sure some demons danced below.

Some humans had blood running down their necks. That's all he needed to see to know that they were slaves to the vamps.

Damn. He f**king hated vampires.

Parasites. Just a bunch of parasites. Too bad he wanted the help of one of them. He clenched his teeth in anger. He had to find Noah.

"Don't screw with me Armand." That voice, hard and ice cold, Noah. Guess he found him. Ashton turned to see him at the bar his hand wrapped around the bartender's throat. "Who attacked Benny, I want to know now." His fingers stretched into claws and sank into the man's neck.

"I-I d-don't k-know." The man being assaulted had turned white looking like he was about to faint. Definitely human. Noah threw him back against the wall of drinks. "Then find out." and walked away.

Ashton took quick strides forward and grabbed his arm. His eyes instantly flashed black from blue. Vamps eyes always turn black when they fight or f**k. Sometimes people confuse vamps with demons since their eyes also turn black. The difference is in a vamp only the iris turns black but in demons their whole eye turns black, even the sclera.

A growl rumbled in his throat, "slick, you're screwing with the wrong man tonight."

"I need your help."

He snorted. "What do I look like? The freaking Red Cross?" He held his gaze as he bared his teeth. His extremely sharp teeth. "Get your hands off me before I hurt you."

As if he could.

"Playing with your food Noah?" A male voice drawled. Ashton's head jerked to the left as a tall thin man stepped forward. Noah swore.

"Ah sweet, is that any way to greet an old friend?"

He moved in a flash across the room. His claws around the man's throat. "You. Are. Not. My. Friend." his voice was as cold as ice.

Ashton didn't move. The tension in the air was thick. Everything was silent, even the music came to a stop as everyone waited to see what would happen.

"Someone attacked my day watcher. And let me tell you Steven, that pisses me off."

Ashton looked around. Why didn't the other vampire attack. He just stood still as the younger vampire held him by the throat. Is everyone that afraid of him.

"I've heard talk," he said as he was lifted off the ground. Ashton wasn't so impressed, a lot of vampires can do that. "What talk?"

"It wasn't one of us. It wasn't a vampire."

"Then who was it?"

"It was me."