Nightclubs were among the best places to seek out prey.

Drunk young clubbers stumbling out into the dark streets, attempting to hobble home through the city's alleyways. If possible, it was best to go for a foreigner, a student on a gap year, perhaps. An older teen away from home getting pissed in a strange country, supposedly taking a tumble into the dirty water, their bloated bodies would turn up a day or two afterwards in one of the canals. It happened often enough without the local vampires coming into the equation. It spared them a lot of suspicion.

That night was no different.

He watched, indifferent, as the corpse floated on the surface of the water. She had been too easy. A French girl, falling around giggling with one her heels broken, all to willing to go off somewhere quiet with the handsome young man that offered his assistance.

She didn't even scream when she was slammed against a wall and two sharp fangs pierced her skin, draining her blood from her body, draining her of life. Once he had pulled back and let her slide down the wall, he watched as she spent her precious final seconds staring up at him in absolute horror.

Some people prayed, some cursed and even fought back, others like her silently accepted their fate.

He had wasted no time in grabbing the body by its hair, dragging it toward the water and using his free hand to wipe the dark liquid from his chin. Her blood wasn't exactly delicious, but he had been so hungry that it would have to do. For now.

Ludwig licked his lips and tasted the metallic flavour that still lingered. Then he simply turned and set off for home, his hunger satisfied for the moment.