so you think you know me.... you think you've seen it all? think again, look closer and it becomes clear. examine the man you know carefully ,and you see how he started to fall. all the scars ,indications of all he's been through, the pain from each burning away the fear. each one bringing new life through this crucible many times has he been ,each time much pain hes born , each time hes born anew . the darkness slowly creeping through his veins an age old poison w/ no cure, leaving a mere few. the ones who survive are a different breed born from hell itself.... incabable of feeling anything only hate and pain to them its their only salvation... they take pleasure in others pain and suffering... to the victims its their deathbane. they bare no earthly name,nor do they call earth their home yet they walk among us every day. seeking victims, feeding on the weak.. preying on human souls...they are never far away. some call them sons of the devil daemons but they are not born of hell. they don't descend from heaven or rise from the bowls of the earth they are born of human flesh and blood although you could hardly tell. the mark of the beast be not so obvious... yet look at their neck... there it can be found. they prowl the night taking part in a great hunt...a hunt...bloodbound... this prey is no easy one smart if not smarter then the hunters...yet not many have gotten away... most take 2 the hunt at night yet some the elite can hunt well past the break of day. |