Harlen was an immortal, a creature of the night. She was three hundred years old and lived freely for most of them, until her creator wanted peace with the humans. No longer could vampires sire humans, that was ancient times. Now with a peace treaty and plenty of blood banks, they can live on for an eternity. But that wasn't entirely true. Biological warfare threatened the nation. The humans believed that the immortal beings could withstand the strain of virus, but they were wrong... This is a short story not intended for expansion. It was written for a contest. I had to incorporate Vampires, a virus, and a space station within a limited amount of words. Hope you enjoy!