oh some may call it a curse, a life like mine. but other, a blessing.
it's certainly a lonely life, but a fulfilling one at best.
it's my cross to bear and I bear it gladly.
someone has to take a stand against evil, why should it not be me?
this isn't the same city you remember. sure it might look the same on a quick glance but so much is changed that you probably wouldn't see what's new even if you went looking for it. and truthfully its all due to one big show down, that didn't go quite right. while the camarilla and the sabbat have always been at each others throats. no one expected the anarchs to step in like they did and throw everything out of whack.
but times have changed and to prevent the exposure of their precious masquerade, the camarilla has been forced to change their tactics. the purebloods that once ruled with undying loyalty from the turned-bloods and their familiars are loosing their grip. younger members of the clans are starting to push back against all the rules and regulations and everything is only just beginning to reach the boiling point. the change however has brought one new thing to the already busy streets of LA. Hunters. And they're here to do a job. But as things would turn out. Vampires aren't the only things out there in the night that the hunters have to worry about.