War...War never changes. Since Man's beginning, when man killed for food, shelter, for his very survival, there has always been conflict. Even before man's existance the primal forces of Darkness and Light were eternally at war for supremacy. The Darkness resented man, who needed the light. So the Darkness in an attempt to gain footing on the mortal plane seeped through the cracks of mortality, merging with a bloodline for eternity, corrupting their very essence. The name of that line...was Estacado.
When the world was engulfed in nuclear fire, thousands took shelter in enormous underground "vaults", only to emerge to a world twisted and ravaged by radiation, save the denizens of Vault 101, whom harbor the newest Darkness-user unbeknowst to them. How long can steel and stone keep the heir of the Estacado curse in when he comes of age?