I opened my eyes to a most unfamiliar cloudy darkness. Fear and aggression driving me to break free of this malformed shell I had been incased in. my memories seemed broken and reflecting past information, like a shattered mirror on the sea. But unlike a true ocean these tattered bits were slowly floating back together. My name is Jacob a Satan among the new Seraphim order. We are vampire hunters of the highest class. And while we hunt them we know better than to think we can eliminate them entirely, left un checked their blood lust would exterminate this world. We are preservers… at least I was.
I was woozy from my ordeal. At first I thought I might have sustained a concussion or maybe lost a good bit of blood. As I reached up to feel my forehead my hands felt different, strangely unfamiliar. I pulled my hand away and looked at it in abject horror; they were now cloven into three sharp claws! I ran, stumbling because of my now cloven feet, to the nearest puddle to use as a mirror. Gazing into the rippling surface I was relived to find that my face had not changed, say for the pallid complexion, my now somewhat blue hair, and my still green but luminescent eyes. I refused to believe what I was seeing. I reached down into the water with my cloven hand to wash my face when suddenly a pain came upon me as if I had just dipped my hand into the liquid fires of hell itself! While shaking the droplets from my burning hand n letting it heal, the reality set in… I was now and forever that which I have spent my life fighting against. I was now a vampire!