Isaac awoke in a bed with white sheets he looked at the ceiling then he saw the figure of a woman hovering over him.

"Good morning, or should I say night?" Jasmine smiled.

"Where am I?" He asked quickly.

"Some where safe, my house." She said before turning her attention back to folding her clothes.

"I'm hungry, I'm cold, and I feel weird." Isaac said, staring at the ceiling.

"Yes, you'll feel that way for a few more days."

He looked at her, as if she had lost her mind, "You know, all this sound like some Vampire flick."

She gave him a sharp look; "You are a vampire."

He chuckled, "Yeah, uhh okay. Sure."

"You don't believe me?" She neared him, "Why do you think you have that hunger? Why do you think you're alive?"

Isaac just looked at her.

"Well?" She asked getting closer to him.

"Don't know." He answered looking at her as she leaned over the bed.

"You are now born a killer, you must kill to live." She told him bluntly.

"Oh gee, thanks, brighten up my day." He muttered.

She smiled, "Thanks, if I can brighten up someone's day and still be a smart ass, well then my work on earth is complete." Her smile quickly grew into a straight face. "Now get up and get dressed, we're going out."

Jasmine stated and turned to go, then she turned back, "Oh yeah, and if you need anything, just let me know."

Isaac looked at her hopefully, "Yeah, can you be nicer?"

She looked at him with furious eyes, then stopped and smiled with a laugh, "That was pretty good, we may get along after all, now get dressed."

"I'm glad you approve," He said slowing inching himself from off the bed.

"Don't push it." She growled in a low voice.