All beings in this world had some sort of oddity. They weren’t human, more like entities.

The Ghosts sought out the evil souls to protect those kinder souls.

Keegan was one of the only beings with dark ebony wings. His wolf like ears and horns were a normal feature but the wings and colour not so much.

He was seen as a bad omen by most beings so the Ghosts protected him, what didn’t help him was his need to feed on blood. Hesh often allowed Keegan to feed on him although it was uncomfortable for him.

One night, Keegan was exploring an abandoned farm when he heard the ruffle of wings and found a being similar to him bent over a freshly dead body and was feeding off it.

“Holy fuck…” Keegan whispered to himself finding another being the same as him, he wasn’t the only one.