Blood Lines

Lee was born in the year of Creation, when the last great plague began and the End Days of human civilization. Not that she can remember the old civilization die its last gasp, since cannot remember the first eighteen years of her life. A gnawing blankness to her beginning that taunts her, even after a couple centuries. Raised away from other clan vampires, by the United Race Council she cannot even depend on their limited information of what it is to be a vampire and the nature of the demon rider in her. Only Clan vampires can give her the answers she needs. To know if in fact she is crazy. A vampire ought to know if they are crazy, if only to hide it better from others. Being able to have conversations with the demon rider in her head might be considered crazy.

When blood thirsty rogues infest the city, Lee will have her chance to answer her own questions about what the rider is, assuming she does not get caught in the cross-fire between clan vampires, the United Council and Town humans. In exchange for information about the Rider-Host relationship Lee takes a job for the local Master vampire to hunt down the maker of the rogue fledglings. Something she must keep on the down low, lest her Council Handler get all riled up she is associating with her kind. However, it seems she bit off more than she can handle when the rogues turn out to be raving bleeders and the information she is seeking draws her further into the clans.