The Leeches of Nowhere: Lines Never Knotted

by Jungle Wildling

In the backwater town of Wickenburg, there's a power struggle between the resident Anarch, the intruding Sabbat, and a dysfuntional Camarila. In the middle of all this are four schmuck neonates that haven't got a clue.

1. First Thing's First

Even though most folks don't have much of disclaimer or warning to speak of, I want to make sure my bases are covered.

DISCLAIMER: I, Jungle Wildling, being of deranged mind and spirit, do not have any sort of connection or affiliation to White Wolf, Inc., nor anything or anyone associated with them. Vampire: The Masquerade is property of White Wolf, Inc. and I do not have any form of rights or claim to it. In laymen's terms: NOT! MINE! Mm'kay? I would also like to emphasize the setting, events, and characters mentioned in this work are purely fictional and partially original (I say partially original because even though I made it up, it's still based of a pen and paper game that is not legally mine). With all that out of the way, I am now rubber to glue.

WARNING: This story contains instances of fowl language, violence, and things in general that make some people feel icky. If you are one of those people, please do not read this. Please also keep in mind that as this story evolves this warning may become more or less severe since I'm making this up as I go along and not really sure where this is going. You have now been fully warned, and I hold no responsibility for the implosion of your skull.