It was the night of the full moon, the night when all the dark things came out to play. A Vampire feeling down wanted to see his love. And knowing she would only come to his home if she was called. He dressed in his finest clothing and sat before his piano not knowing what to play. For he knew she would only appear if he played for her, so he did. The melody called forth as if from his dark soul as his fingers moved across the keys. He heard a noise and looked up from his playing and there was she gilding across the ballroom floor as if a dream. His dream, his eternal love, His mate. For her he played through the night a Sonata that spoke of their love, their passion for life, each other and blood. For her he named the melody Blood Suckers Sonata.