Oscar
Gavin and I arrived at the venue. John Hunter was already waiting for us in the VIP room of the restaurant. The man was a platinum blonde like his daughter, and I saw where Karen got some of her features from. He looked alive, and he looked my age. If it wasn't that I knew that he was a vampire, I wouldn't have believed. He looked calm and peaceful, and nothing was threatening about him. I had heard so much about the man, and I began to wonder if this was the same person that had done all the horrible stuff I heard.
The moment he saw us, he stood up and shook our hands, welcoming us to sit.
"Thank you both for coming." He said with a smile, and I saw his fangs. He was easily the most handsome man in that place. No one had ever outshined Gavin and me in looks, this man was a formidable competitor, and I felt cheated a bit because he was old enough to be our father, which made it unfair that we would be competing with him in our generation.