"You see him?" A voice praised.

A woman with long white hair gawking down over a cliff to a plantation beneath them. An amassed amount of energy gathering from a couple dead bodies below her feet. A small faerie sat on her shoulder observing the image of a boy on the screen.

"So that is your target?" She asked.

"He is still young and has the energy to thrive here."

The snow white haired woman scraped the flesh off her fangs with a smile. She happily watched the fiery red folicled man stretching coming out of his large mansion stretching his legs talking to a man with messy brunette hair.

"A false vampire being enslaved by his friend…how sad."

"When will humans learn?" The fae inquired.

"They won't…set the next operation please."

Behind her a small verdant goblin smiled. Its beady black eyes reflected in the light of the opaque red ball of energy. She was listening to the child's last breath having fun with his family at a small retreat for his turning of age.

At the same keeping an eye on the people in the rotting housing made for slaves. She thought so deprespretly how she wished to save them and bring them to her side.

"Let's bring this whole person's life to shambles…"

"I will be back master." She stated.

Her wings fluttered high in the air. She disappeared beyond into the ball of generated energy created by the victims of the people the fae's master took lives of closing as soon as it was done.

"A human boy you will become a false vampire and rule eternities, but you must suffer a little my darling…"

"Why would you dare pick a human boy from another world?" The goblin squeaked.

"He can adapt since he is still youthful." She explained.

"I see…we will not harm him then."

"Thank you, Criork."

"Anything for you master."