In the depths of the Darkness of the Moonless night, a rustling was heard and scrapes. The very ground upturned in a deep and near forgotten corner of the Graveyard. The wind did moan, the moan of Death and Pain. A dark figure, in a deep black and hooded cloak came to the lonely place.

The part he came too was the area for those that were Murderers and Suicides in Life. The perfect choice for this Dark Ritual, Kanaas looked upon six mounds, four were old graves and two were new. All unmarked and all their souls in Pain. Circles of ground Onyx arround each grave was made. Then scattered Human bones, thrown atop each mound of dirt, evil and forbidden words he entoned.

Next he crushed six herbs of Deadly nightshade, and cut his hand, blood and herb juiced mingles and drips. Words again spoken and then from the ground, six bodies arose, six dead people. Three Men, three Women all fairly young and now his slaves. Vampires they were, and to serve only him.

He gathered his small circle of Tortured and twisted Vampire minions. Tonight Man again, shall fear the Night. And their first victim, the poor Nightwatchman, Mr. Jacob Crowly. The six Kanaas had summoned surrounded the old man and toyed with him at first, and taunted him. Laughing with Demonic glee as the swept in and ripped the man to pieces, getting flesh and blood, bone and hair all over. They feasted and howled like beasts, leaving the remains behind. Kanaas and his Vampire minions, taking the shapes of Wolves and Ravens headed West.

Here then would be their Hunting Grounds, or at the very least the start of them.

((Link to the Fear, Death and Blood Thread in the West End. Where the Vampires are now after this incident.))

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