VAMPIRE

REVENGE

(Working Title)

Prologue

It's been five years since they opened that damn thing up. Five years since I have been able to show my face. I spent the first year lurking in shadows trying to stay alive, and the last four years in what Vampires call the deep sleep otherwise known as Topor. Why you ask.

Well most of the Clans and Sects thought the bastards got what they deserved, but a few of them like the Camarilla, the Sabbat, and the Keui-jin were not amused, and actually banded together and placed an “unofficial” Blood hunt on me. Needless to say, even though I still had a few friends, they couldn't risk being seen with me.

Then somehow that damned cabdriver found me and suggested me going into Topor and maybe in a few years they would loose interest or believe me dead and call off the hunt. What he failed to tell me about the Vampire sleep was just how weak you get or just how much you can still feel, hear and sense the world around you.

Their hunt for me did not die off, in fact it seemed to intensify. I could hear and sometimes feel my few friends dying.

Now it seems like they found me. I can hear the footsteps coming closer, I'm too weak to move. Maybe it's for the better. Maybe I can finally rest in peace. I wouldn't mind getting one last shot in though.