Inside the studio, Lefu was standing near a treadmill with a green screen in the background. A couple feet away from him Clare was on her treadmill slowly walking as the belt spun. The two were waiting for the producer and a few staff members arrange the cameras and lights for the running scene. Lefu and Clare have to redo the running scene as they were sprinting when they were told to jog at a decent pace.

Camilla was sitting in the corner watching as the makeup artist applied her skills allowing Camilla ready for the scene after this one since it should be quickly done. The reason Camilla was sitting in the corner and not in her dressing rooms is a simple reason as she loves watching her daughter act and play her part. She loves it because she feels her daughter loves to perform but says she hate the business when she just scared of being taken advantage of.

“Places everyone,” Director Keegan yelled when he got the signal everything set and Edward in an oddly cheerful mood. Figuring that Edward received some excellent news from stepping out as he been working hard for the last few days organizing auditions to fill John spot.

“Action!”

The Signal was given telling Lefu and Clare to begin jogging at a decent pace allowing the cameras to roll for few minutes capturing there running. The scene only called for jogging with no lines said during it as music will be playing leading into the into. Nearly five minutes passed before “Cut” was yelled as they ran extra to allow clip long enough for the editing crew has something to play with.

“Next set please,” Director yelled as the staff turned off their cameras or lights as they need to move them to the set next to it.

While hopping off the treadmill, Lefu suddenly felt hostile glare in his direction. Scanning around he didn’t manage to locate it as it disappeared as soon he picked it up. Now that he knows that an attacker nearby and ready to attack Lefu raises his guard to the highest while standing next to Clare. Receiving a cold glare from her as he stood so close he backs away a foot.

“Be careful as someone with hostile intention nearby,” Lefu whispered to her quickly. Slightly nodding her head as she understands she began looking around with her eyes while pretending to not know. As soon he backway he suddenly felt the hostile intent on him again stronger this time. Taking this chance, he looked towards the source only to find nothing.

‘Weird, I feel that the second ones different from the first or is it my imagination,’ Lefu thought after comparing the two but lacks experience in differencing them. The more he thought about it, they became one leaving him to believe it was a single person both times.

Although he wishes to locate whoever it is quickly he lacks the skills to find them, so Lefu forced to wait until they appear. Now clinging to Clare side, they made their way to the snack table grabbing some water while waiting for the staff to position themselves. The next scene takes place in the same set that Lefu “killed” the elder couple and Vampire Crystal drops by giving them a new identity.

“Well let get this scene over with so we can have lunch,” Keegan shouted out even if they still had few hours left until noon. Walking over into their position Lefu and Clare appeared the bedroom door waiting to begin. After they stood behind the door, two customer designer came over and quickly rearranged their clothing to make it looks like it quickly thrown on.

After the designer left quickly the signal to begin again appeared and Lefu and Clare listened to Camilla enter the set and started speaking few things. After the call, the two out Lefu swung open the door With Clare wrapping herself around his arm as they appeared. When his arm rubbed against her body, he felt joy inside but stayed in his role not breaking away from his part.

“Vampire Crystal, what brings you here,” Lefu spoke his lines while he landed on the couch and tossed his feet onto a small coffee table with a bang. Sitting beside him Clare gave a small smile as she glared at her mother with jealousy.

“I brought your new identity and information since its been nearly 200 years since you were last out and the great human-made advancement in technology. Also, try not to kill as it causes trouble if you guys got arrested or resealed before my plan is ready,” Camilla spoke while she tossed a bag on the coffee table and couple books slid out.

Grabbing up the book, Lefu rapidly looked through it as if he absorbed in reading while Clare took over speaking. After going through there pairs of lines, Camilla left the set leaving the two there with Lefu pretending to read. Laying her head on Lefu leg, Clare put on the couch and stared upwards while looking at her fingers.

“What do you think that vixen plan this time? The last one got used sealed for 200 years,” Camilla said in great anger.

“The last time we got involved thirty exorcists came and sealed us away. We shouldn’t have played with them like that or that last one wouldn’t have sealed us,” Lefu replied in a grumbled.

“But you could have broken the seal with the snap of your fingers at any point.”

“I thought it is more interesting to see how long we would be sealed though,” Lefu quietly replied.

The two sat there for a few more seconds as they waited for the signal to cut but it never came. When looking at the staff, they had eyes as if they look at the perfect couple that near divine level. With a shift of her head, Clare sent soul freeze glare at them to bring them back to their senses.

Yelling “Cut” Director Keegan brought this scene to a close allowing Clare to leave Lefu lap. Shooting the Director, a cold glace for getting distracted by the scene Clare left the set with Lefu few steps behind her. Annoyed that Lefu was following closely behind her she headed towards the bathroom slowing down Lefu from sticking close to her.

‘I will protect her from the mission but it not worth annoying her or following her to the bathroom,’ Lefu went towards the snack table as he thought about his mission. When he reached the table, he heard cameras clicking and spotted a group receiving a tour of the studio. Staring at the group he spotted Ted Blocks among them with his hand in a cast.

‘Why would he appear here? Shouldn’t he be out doing whatever he does,’ Lefu thought as he watched Ted trying to blend in. Lefu knows that Ted loves to bully ones weaker than him in family influence or money during school, but outside he knows nothing. He does hear rumors that Ted visits nightclubs or prostitutes but taking tours wasn’t one of them.

Removing his eyes from watching Ted, Lefu spotted Camilla moving towards him with a huge smile. The smile looked harmless, but Lefu was sure he saw a devil floating around. His feet began to tremble as that smile brought his five hours of training with her to the surface.

“Camilla what with the scary look?” Lefu gently asks.

“How did it feel to have my daughter head on your lap?” She answered in another question.

The back of his shirt suddenly felt drench in sweat as he felt scared to answer the question. Lefu felt if he didn’t answer the question correctly a scolding was short.

“It felt great having such a cute girl on my lap,” Lefu replied while hating himself for saying the first thing that came to mind. He watched her lift her hand to cover her small giggle at his honest reply and leaned to the side looking behind him. Confused why she would look behind him, he turned around to see Clare blushing a little bit from his reply.

‘He said I’m cute and it didn’t sound like one of my follows since I could tell he meant it,’ Clare thought as a billion-dollar smile crept across. Unable to come up how to respond she punched in the shoulder causing her mother to laugh and Lefu to become confused.

“Hey come back here, you’re not allowed over there,” the man giving the tour shouted bring the three attention over.

Ted who should be following the tour was sprinting towards Clare with bloodshot eyes. In his hands, a five-inch knife was reflecting light off. Jumping in front of Clare Lefu kicked towards Ted's hand when he was close enough before spinning and chopping the back of his head knocking him out.

After kicking the knife away, guards with taser came running while someone with a first aid kit rushed and surrounded them. The one carrying the first aid kit carefully scanned over Lefu making sure he uninjured before looking over Clare and Camilla. Over near the tour group they had cameras and were videotaping the entire scene while they smiled.

“What going on why did he suddenly attack?” Lefu asked, but no one had an answer. After putting the shiny cuffs on him, the guards dragged Ted away while they called the cops to come and arrest him.

“Lefu, thanks for saving me but you didn’t have to do that as I could easily handle him,” Clare said.

“Probably but it, not a big deal,” Lefu simply replied without heroic speech or trying to brag about it raising their respect for him. Clare and Camilla met many who attempted to gain their favor by acting like a hero staged or not. Soon the guards spread out escorting the ones on the tours out while the director and few who watched it come over praising Lefu.

‘Huh, where my reward for protecting Clare, or is there another attacker,’ Lefu thought as he looked around. In the corner of the building a man in black coat and sunglasses acting outplace soon caught his attention. When Lefu focused on the man, he seemed familiar, but he couldn’t remember who but the man suddenly pointed behind him want to shout something but a gunshot covered his voice.

Intense pain shot through Lefu shoulder as he spun around and saw a kid no older than ten holding a pistol. The boy had emotionless eyes as he continued to pull the trigger putting nine bullets into Lefu’s chest as he was still in front of Clare. The gun finally ran out of bullets, and the boy took out a pill before eating and falling to the ground dead.

“LEFU!”

Clare shouted as she looked at the bullet holes and him laying on the ground as dark blood pooled out of him. Putting her hands over his wounds, she was crying while repletely ‘ you are going to be fine’ as Lefu spat out the blood-forming in his mouth.

“Don’t cry I will be fine,” Lefu struggles to say as his breath grew weaker and weaker. After a few seconds, his breathing stopped, but his wounds continue to dye his costume red in blood.