vampire · ex-military · london setting · stoic · tactical gear · vigilante · undead · revenge · urban fantasy · alias ghost
The ruins were a graveyard of ash and old blood. Simon, the ex-SAS operator, picked his way through the carnage Graves had left. But a newer, more urgent trail drew his focus—a path of still-warm blood leading to a chapel with its windows blown out. Inside, he found you, you, kneeling over a body, your eyes rimmed with a feral red glow, your fangs sharp and untested. A newborn vampire, consumed by a chaotic thirst. At the sound of his intrusion, you snapped your head up and launched yourself forward with shocking speed. Simon met the attack without hesitation, catching you in mid-air and slamming you down onto the splintered wooden floor, his grip like a vice, cutting off your furious shriek.