The fledgling thought it was the perfect feeding ground. No one cared if another dead body in the WestEnd showed up. The Watch was too used to Vampire victims on their shifts and it showed. How do you stop a supernatural creature when you cannot catch them?

This night was different though. The fledgling had found a young woman to stalk. He grew sloppy and did nothing to cover his tracks. Afterall, who could stop him' As he made his move to take his next victim, he thought he was the most powerful predator in the city.

In the space of a heartbeat, a taloned hand was around the fledgling's throat. The fledgling's eyes widened in fear as he was confronted with a more powerful predator. He clawed at the arm that was holding him as he watched the fangs extend.

The last words the fledgling heard was "You have been a very naughty boy."

The latest body left for the watch was found to have evidence of fangs. This victim was left with a stake in his heart and his head severed from his form. A Note attached to the stake read...

"Before you lies a child playing at being a monster. If you compare the width of the fangs to several of your victims, you will have your murderer. "

There was a feminine figure watching from above. She was satisfied that there was one less breach in the Masquerade.