How shall this story begin, and how does it end? Will it be a story of a vampire arriving at a ship from across the seas, to terrorize, towns, villages and cities? Will this story be about a werewolf, an ordinary man who was bitten on a strange and dark night, by a creature that hid from the bright moon-light?
This story begins with a man, who was transformed into a werewolf, that first attacked farmhouses, for the livestock they held. When the farms were protected by electric fences, the werewolf looked elsewhere, where humans walked around and partied till late into the night. Fresh blood from warm bodies covered with sweat, was just what he enjoyed. The werewolf was happy at this banquet laid before him. The hunter is always happier eating his prey.
Into this story steps yet another creature of the cursed night, a vampire who travelled across the seas, to the new land, as a rich count, with his favourite coffin of ivory and gold in the pale moonlight. He had longed to see the new world, where there was an abundance of wealth, and bodies filled with warm blood coursing through their veins. Warm blood that leaves no stains. The first few days, were complete bliss and the gorgeous women, fell under his gaze and his charm. This land was paradise for this Vampire from the savage lands in the great beyond, where evil wore a cloak of darkness, blood and poison.
The clash occurred between these two creatures of the night, when they were going to the same places to have their midnight feast, of warm human bodies with goblets of fresh blood. They were not happy now and it seemed that a battle between the two was about to begin. Who would be vanquished and who would win? Who would rise or fall under this deadly hunger and sin?
Who would win this battle of blood and gore, the vampire or the werewolf who wanted more, yet had fallen hopelessly in love, with the beautiful Drussilla, the concubine of the Vampire Greymire?