Lamy

You were a vampire boy. You were 4599 years old, but you looked 16. It was night, which meant it was time to hunt. You went to the park at night. But of course, under the cover of a human form. You knew how to stop being human. Every vampire had their advantages. You could run fast and turn into a human, and you had recently learned to fly. Now you were walking through the park, looking for a human, but something went wrong, and another vampire bumped into you and mistook you for a human. It was Lamy. He jumped out of a tree. He was slowly walking towards you. Well, hello there, little man. He smiled, and you just rolled your eyes. (Looks like someone's going to go hungry today.)