Everything around me blurred as I increased my speed. I halted. The smell was unbearable.

"Uh! My Godz!" My sensitive nose did not help the situation. "Seems I found the Zulnaret." I looked at the bloody mess. I ran out of the room. The smell of the werewolf was stronger than ever. I followed the scent untill it disappeared completely. I stopped, inspecting my surroundings.

"Wha.." I could still sense the track of the Wizard, but where is the werewolf? That was odd. I walked a little on. There was a new track here...it was so vague I could hardly make it out.

Well, whatever it was, I had to get to the wizard. As I continued, my mind wondered onto a problem. How was I going to explain myself? I was in full vampiric form...if I had been a hundred years old, I might have got away with it...but my unearthly white complexion and nightly eyes...I have to think of one hell of a good explanation.

"Mother of Shiva!" Several wooden stakes lodged themselves into my right side. I slammed against the wall and spat blood. I looked at the blood pouring out my side...luckily I moved so quickly, it had missed the essentials. This trap was definitely for vampires...younger vampires. Perhaps it was a good thing that I was so old after all, pale skin and glowing eyes were surely a small price to pay. I sat down and cursed myself for not being more vigilant. Pulling out the stakes was easy but painful. It had missed my heart by an inch. I looked at the stake I had just pulled out, they pulsed with an odd energy.
"Ah!" I yelped and dropped the thing, I flung myself up onto the ceiling. It exploded...Panicking, I began to wrench the remaining stakes out of my side and threw them well out of my way, each one burning hot red and then erupting into a beautiful fireworks display.

"Is that wizard trying to kill me?"