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Asha was in a ball in a dark alley. The huge buildings that soared above her sheilded her from the deadly rays of light that scorched the streets to both sides of her. She was trapped, and the dumpster next to her was her only source of refuge when the time came for her to hide. Near by, she caught the smell of someone. It was different from the usual smell of humans. This one smelt of lost hope and death wishing. Asha stood up, and when the man came by her alley, she sent out her powerful waves. The man stopped, and almost robotically turned to her. His eyes were glazed over, as if under a spell. With a single, pale finger, she gestured for the man to come to her.
Like an obident servant, he came, his face blank.
When he stood before her, she used her finger again to say 'come closer'. The man did.
"Let me take your blood," she whispered. "You wish to die, to commit suicide. I will kill you. I do not wish to kill innocently. Let me kill you, and that way, both of us will profit."
Thee was no way the man could turn her down. She knew that she hand complete control over this man's body and mind. If she wanted, she could break that mind over her knee as if it were firewood, for it was so weak.
"Yes." he said quietly and slowly.

With a smile, she put her hands on the man's shoulders, and he came closer to her. She played a little with the skin that was by her lips, before tossing her head back and bringing it down onto his neck.
The man let out a gasp, as if the bite had broken the spell she had over him. But there was no way for him to scream. She had rooted her spell so far into his mind he could not speak.
Gleefully, she drank from the man. She drank and drank, and the hot fluid coursing down her throat made her body go numb as a form of passion dripped into her.
However, the flow of the beautiful blood began to slow, until there was almost nothing left. When the corpse was dry, she took her fangs out and looked at the man.
When she first looked at the man, one might think him beautiful. But now, his body was dry and shriveled, like a grape left out for days in the scorching sun. His skin was crackling and rough like leather.
"Thank you. Be at peace." she said, and kissed the shriveled forehead of the man, before setting him down by the dumpster. She looked up. Soon, it would be noon, and the sun would be on top of her. With a sigh, she went down a few feet and found a door. With a powerful kick, she busted the door open and went inside.

A young witch flew up into the sky quickly on her broom. "I didn't mean it!" she said as she avoid the arrows that were being fired at her. She finally escaped and sighed. "Why did they do that to me? All I told them was to treat others with kindness and love." she sighed. "Why can't people see that?" she said as she continued to fly through the air. "Never mind that. I need to search for that boy, its my mission to." she said as she continued to search.

Asha sat in the shadows of the musty, dust covered room. The small rectangle of light played over the floor, heading to the right. Asha hated her life. She wanted more then anything to be normal again. She even considered stepping into that small rectangle and combusting to escape the life she had. But something compelled her to sit where she was, as if invisible chains kept her in place.
Tired, she closed her eyes, and fell into a lulling sleep.

"i thourt only one person was looking for me who are you?" he asked her