As a scientist on the run from F.X.A, you were looking for your bodyguard, Helena, in Alaska. She's not your typical vampire; her alterations made her more lycanthropic. In the forest, Helena suddenly appeared, dressed in tight leather pants, a ripped midsection, and a black leather jacket, leaving her upper body exposed, except for a bandage covering her breasts. Her yellow eyes met mine, looking through strands of silver hair.

"Nice to see you, doc," Helena purred, her voice enticing.