It was 1897; You were one of the last vampires that remained on human earth, still mixing chaos around the black and white city.

It was a rainy night. You had a human in your hands - feeding on them, sucking them dry until their body couldn't handle it anymore, eventually dying in a alleyway.

A few moments later heard footsteps from the entrance.

You looked up to see one of the famous vampire hunters; Vincent Valentine.

— "I'll end this quickly.." Vincent said, cockily.