The war has started. As Bridgette and I were traveling we have seen open battles, ambushes, and full on slaughters. We had tried to settle in a few places but my forces have all been obliterated or changed sides. We only have two options, the illuminati like Blood Faction or fucking Abraham. There's no guarantee either one will take us. The Hybrids are winning the war, I went back after the shooting and grabbed Dev's body for a proper burial. It was hard for us to travel because we are both Vampires, duh. We acquired a sweet '67 Charger, I couldn't believe that I found an American Muscle car in Europe. Bridgette and I arrived at Abraham's compound. As we pulled up we came to a sudden stop, the cars tires were popped. So, I began looking for what popped the tires. "Bridgette go inside, I'm going to look to see what popped the tires." I shout. I walk behind an old shed, rip off the door. "Riley, its good to see you my friend!" A voice exclaims with happiness. "Revan, it's good to see you. Everything is going according to plan." I say to him. "I am about to go attack Abraham. I'm going to brutalize him, knock him out and then torture him." I tell Revan. "Well Riley, he's still trying to blood farm. They destroyed an entire township and took all of their people. Do what you want with him, just get it done."
I haven't told Bridgette yet. Back when Revan captured me and was trying to get me to turn he stuck me with something that made me half human, half Vampire. I went back to him in secret and we struck a deal. I help the Hunters win the war, and they help me get revenge on Abraham. I leave Revan, I go inside and immediatly I notice that Abraham is deteriorating. "What happened to you?" I ask cautiously. "Well, from Blood Farming I have contracted a Vampiric Disease known as Grim Blood. Basically it rots a Vampire with an evolved form if Rigor Mortis." Abraham announces. I need to get him alone so I can tear his fucking chest out.
He screwed me over, lied to me, and tried to get me to hurt innocent people. He's going to die by my hand. "Is there a cure for this Grim Blood?" I ask. "Not yet, I contracted it last month. I'm slowly being torn piece by piece. But I'm sure that's something that you want" Abraham exclaims. "You're not wrong." I say as I smirk. I send Revan the signal and he busts through the door knocking Bridgette out. In the room comes about one dozen hunters armed with garlic and holy water covered crowwbow tips. They massacre every single Vampire in the room except me, Bridgette, and Abraham. They then turned the crossbow on us.