by The Kingpin » Mon Sep 07, 2009 5:02 am
"Well....it's a bit of a long story" said Drake. "I started off using the skills being half Vampire had given me, becoming a pickpocket. i basically stole the money to get the clothing i needed and food when i could afford it. if i couldn't afford it, the casual bystander would usually suffice. that went on for....about 4 years. then, one night i came across 2 robed figures fighting near the port. there were a couple of beasts in front of them. Werewolves. the robed men fought well, and managed to subdue one and kill it with swords i figured out were made of silver. but then a third one took them by surprise, knocking them both to the ground and killing one. after that...well, something in me just made m jump right in. grabbed the two swords, and a few minutes later, was on the ground, with blood all over me, and a mangled werewolf lying on the ground in front of me.
when i woke up, i was in what looked like a church, with red tapestries hanging from the wall....but instead of pictures, this symbol was the only thing on them. massive black symbols. the Brimstone logo. the survivor of the Werewolf attack came to me and told me he was surprised someone so young as i was managed to kill that particular Werewolf, and asked me about my name. Draco Scipione. he asked if i had a family he could take me back to. when he found out the details...well, he offered me a place with them. food, clothing, education, training to fight those things, and eventually, the chanceto avenge my family. as you could guess, i gladly accepted.
730 years and alot of successful missions and a respectable reputation later, i'm sent to Louisiana to investigate the complete disconnection of a town there due to what our branch in Florida said was potential Supernatural Reasons. i came across insect like creatures known as the Maraisreq, the parasitic larva they laid in people they caught, the resulting 'zombified' people, and, a Voodoo priestess who claimed to be serving a higher cause. a liberation. she claimed she was bringing forth the underworld for her lover, a man named Jurgen Wulf. a Nazi commander. a few weeks later, i'm in a Nazi base in Argentina where Jurgen was said to be hiding. find out he's in charge of a division organised by Hitler via suggestions of an advisor, who directed their actions. the GegenGiestGrouppe. the GGG. Wulf's full title: GegenGrouppenFuhrer Jurgen Wulf. long story short, other even stranger Suprnatural creatures showed up, i tore apart the ase searching for Jurgen then discovered he had gone to Germany on orders from the Director to recover the heart of some ancient Demon Lord. chased him there, a load of uniquely evolved Vampires died, and Hedrox showed up...for the 4th time in my career. he got to the heart first, and tried to awaken the Demon within. Hedrox was assumed to have been destroyed right then. blown to flaming smithereens before my own eyes as the Demon came up. ugly was an understatement. trust me. anyway, after a while fighting, i took him out....only to find Jurgen moving in to take the heart, and with orders to take me out while he was at it. as you can probably guess, he failed. after taking him out, i left, kicking the heart into a torture pit several hundred feet deep. a few months later...i found out the name of the Advisor...and could barely sit still because of the excitement"...
meanwhile, behind the Land Cruiser, Mike was admiring the way the Mercedes handled. behind them, was the Porsche, and around them, a few other car be seen moving, the minimal traffic largely due to the fear people had of driving at night, where all manner of Supernatural beasts moved out to hunt...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG