Prologue
Apparently, years ago there was an evil creature, half-man half-frog, that tried to wipe out the entire vampiric and human race alike. The vampires, of course, fought back, and the humans, of course, carried on living their lives, totally oblivious to the chaos and danger surrounding them. The vampires' fighting was all to no avail, however, as the Frog Man was much too powerful, and proceeded to destroy nearly all of the vampires in the world. Human casualties were minimal, thanks to the vampires who fought not only for themselves, but the safety of the humans. Not many vampires remained after those terrible days of war. A few survived, though, and – after the Frog Man mysteriously disappeared – the vampires began to build up their numbers and populate the world once more.
Strange story, that. I know what you're thinking – 'Who the hell told you that story, you freak? And why do you believe it? Are you mentally ill or something?'
Well, I too used to think I was mentally ill, but unfortunately I was proved wrong when I actually saw the Frog Man myself, or better still, turned out to be one of the extremely rare people who could actually control it. Yes, life hasn't been exactly fantastic for me so far, but I'm still clinging to the small, almost hopeless chance that it'll start looking up sometime soon.
I should probably introduce myself, since I'm all you're going to be reading about for the next hundred or so pages. My name's Harlan Vang. I used to be an average, lazy 14 year old kid who hated doing anything that involved hard work, but when my twin sister Amaya and I started being stalked by the Frog Man and three vampires came knocking on my door, things started to take a turn for the worse. It usually wasn't my thing to jump in and save the day, but I did, and, well, this is what happened.