As you know, my kind are known for their lack of brain cells when speaking. However, I bet you didn't know that while our disadvantage of conversational techniques makes us underestimated. Little do they know, what we lack in speech, we make up for with our memory. The Red Lotus Clan didn't use me just for my brute strength or rage, as strange as it sounds.

Mitchie smirked.

I glared at her.

I cleared my throat and began again.

I was their confidante. I know things about them which would make your hair stand on end and your head spin. I never came along to the attacks. I was a bodyguard more than anything. But I have heard quite a few things. They have orders. From higher up. They receive an encrypted e mail which can only be decrypted by Scooter. Better known as Wiz. He's a tech wiz. And the only non vampire involved. He's called a tech wiz for one reason.  

He's a wizard.

Not even I know who their orders are from. But I know one thing. He's called the Phantom.

Shivers ran down my spine just by thinking about it.

I cleared my head and began once more.

I know how the process works but I have not seen the place were they perform it.

First, they choose a victim randomly. That's why you couldn't plot where the would strike next. Then they drain the victims blood back at the site, bottle it and soak the flower in it. The have a time traveller called Jack and his twin brother Jump is a teleporter. They also have an illusionist and mind eraser called Sweeper. The victim is then left enough of its blood to survive so it can revive and be drained again. It's a horrible situation. Only left alive to be later drained of energy. 

The warehouse itself is protected by mountains of security magic from Wiz himself. He is one of the top hackers in the world. He is our link.  

I was planning to break into the warehouse myself, but somehow they found out and sent a clan of Grade 2 demons after me. 

Usually I'm pretty good with demons. But after the 25th one, I was exhausted and it got me.

Luckily, they never saw my face.

So, if we find Wiz, we find answers.

Mitchie was eager to start.

"So, how do we find him?"

I smiled at her enthusiasm.

"That's the problem. He can only be contacted through the net. On a private server he calls. 'The Wiz Kid.'

Mitchie frowned in annoyance.

"So, if he's the top hacker in the world, how do we find someone gullible enough to beat him?"

I smiled at her knowingly at her confused expression. 

"You misheard me. I said 'one of the best, not THE best. "And anyways, we don't need to hire a world class hacker. You're looking at one. THE number one. Not Captain Wizbag."

I scoffed at her as she laughed.

"So, how, Mr know it all, do we contact him? she sarcastically says and glares at me.

I started to chuckle at her expression and decided to see what she knew.

"Have you heard of the human game called, World of Warcraft?"