It was another night for the mercenary. He had to go after this drug lord for the sake of one of his clients. That, and because he was being paid big bucks to take down the human scum. Then again, all humans were almost scum to the vampire. Even as a human himself when he was younger he paid no mind to the human race, preferring to let them all sort out their own problems so he didn't have to deal with them himself. He wore his usual clothing for his job. He wore an entirely black suit with a blood red tie and handkerchief along with it. He didn't like to stand out in crowds, but he did like to stay classy for both work and school. Even in school he wore suits instead of the uniform. His eyepatch still covered his non-working eye, the amber color of the only working one flashed in the dim lights from the street lamps. He spent an hour trying to track this man down and even then it was a hassle because he had all those bodyguards with him. While Benny made short work of them, the extra effort on his part was annoying to Benny.

"You should make this easier on me, Mr. Scum." Benny stalked forward confidently and smoothly. The predator used to such chases by now with how many he's been on for the past 177 years. "I don't know if anyone's ever told you, Mr. Scum, but you have a very unfortunate last name." His British accent cool and calm even as he could sense the human's heart rate picking up. He could almost feel the blood rushing through the man's veins with how close he was and how high alerting his senses were. "You can't run for long, i'll always find you. They did hire Benedict Church, after all, mate." His voice remained emotionless even as he mocked the man whom he was supposed to kill. The drawl making his boredom apparent even while he worked. He killed both good and bad people, though in all honesty, Benny did not see either good or bad in others, just saw a person. Good and bad meant nothing to him even though he was more than often labeled the 'villian' character.

"P-Please! i'll give you money! Anything! Just spare my life!" The man begged as Benny backed him to the wall of the alleyway. Benny did take bribes sometimes but the price of the client was far too high for him to pass up. Benny pulled out his katana that he had on his hip. His guns were in his chest holster. He wasn't one to use guns since he thought it took away from the hunt, however they were necessary at times. "i'll give you drugs! Anything please!" But Benny didn't need any drugs or really anything else. All that mattered to him was the hunt and the jobs he was hired for. Money was one of the few vices he would take. Sex and money were the only constants in this world.

"I have no need for such things like drugs." He stated it simply, as if the answer were plain to all. "You couldn't pay me enough to pay off my service bill for a certain woman I know. She's got a hell of a mess to clean up thanks to you sending your bodyguards after me first." He withdrew his sword, holding it up to the man's throat with the point drawing a little blood as it touched his skin. Benny's fangs ached with the need to feed. He had fed, but the blood-lust was always hard to ignore once the smell of blood was in the air. "Now, be a good boy and di--" But he was cut off by a voice from above cutting him off. He didn't look, merely narrowed his eye as he glared at the man in front of him. She was here. The little pest he had found messing him up before with one of his jobs. His voice was cold like usual, all the emotions he tried to fake for the sake of messing with the human in front of him went out the window.

"Do you mind, i'm trying to make a living..." His drawl came out like a breath of cold air.