Alexander La Morte

It’s a funny feeling, having to hunt your own kind. All my life I was trained to hunt vampires, these beings that threaten the very existence of humans is nothing to fear in the face of me. So you can guess how surprised I was to get attacked by a vampire in pure daylight. That vampire, to say the least, was the king of vampires, Dracula. I had no chance of protecting myself when I met him, I assume he didn’t think I would pose a threat to him in the future, he left me to die in a ditch. Instead of dying I was ‘reborn’ as a vampire. There’s a bit of irony to my life, a vampire that’s a vampire hunter. Cursed to wander the earth in the darkness. I shifted the hat around my head.