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Budapest, Hungary – July 1914 The air stank of gunpowder and sewer water and hot, unwashed bodies. Beneath his hood, Vaine crinkled his nose in disgust. While he knew the mortals did not have senses as strong as his, the stench was so overwhelming that he couldn't fathom how they could stand being around each other. It was late, and some of the heat of the day had died off. Taverns had their doors thrown open, spilling light and snatches of noise out into the streets. Here, a Russian drinking song, there, an angry nationalist speech in Hungarian, and down the street, two young men argued in angry German. He smirked. Ah, the sounds of

Kat, These are the last words you may hear from me for a while, so I will make the most of them. The Council’s decision stands, Grigori will be put into stasis in Budapest. Your hunters are going to be put in charge of guarding him, with you at the head of the operation. I understand that I usually trust the decisions of the Council. This, however, is one of the times that I cannot abide their decision. I do not trust Grigori as I once did, and I do not trust his followers to lay low and take the decision quietly. So you must not question me when I tell you that I have decided to put myself into stasis along with him. I have met with

From the archives of the Council of Elders, 1908 Plantiff, Elder Grigori Constantinescu Defendant, the Council For charges of insubordination, homicide, and reckless endangerment of the Council and of vampire-kind. On 17 March 1908, Elder Constantinescu was spotted in the village of Rauscurest, Romania, in a brothel on the edge of town. He was seen leaving an hour later, dragging an unidentified young girl of fifteen years with him. She was injured and in shock, while Elder Constantinescu appeared pleased with himself. Following his leaving of the brothel, he returned to the scene fifteen minutes later with a torch, which he used to set

From the writings of Brother Andries Van Helsing, discovered in a vault in Rotterdam… In a time when the world was younger, two angels battled for the fate of Earth and its people. Lucifer, the Morning Star, wanted to overthrow Heaven and see the Earth destroyed, its people enslaved. He saw them as nothing more than vain, arrogant creatures concerned with only their own works, their own success. They loved their Father not, and Lucifer cared not for them. He sought to turn them into a race that would respect and fear their God. Gabriel, the Left Hand of God and one of the chief archangels, stood to save Earth and its inhabitants. He