We used to hide in the night, because we had nowhere else to go. We used to feed discreetly, fearing what would happen should we be caught. We used to keep to ourselves, and keep away from others. But lately, that has all gone out the window. Our kind, the 'Fey' as those in the know have taken to calling us, are becoming too adventurous, too risky, and too blood-thirsty. Common regard has been thrown to the wind, and now we are all at danger from the incompetence. Many have gone rogue, and now feed in plain sight, or kill and maim with little to no reason.
Thus have we been born. The Ultranumb Organisation. A crack-pot team of Fey, geared up to kill our own kind who have stuck their head too far out, and need to be cut down to size. My name is Lazarus Blade, and I am the leader of this team. Each of us are highly trained killers, and excel at the swift extermination of the supernatural. After all, who else knows how to hunt a hunter better than another hunter?
So, anyone interested? there will be a plot, fleshing out why this has happened.
this will get violent, so a penchant for verbal bloodshed is much appreciated.
Only taking around 3 or so spots...
One paragraph minimum per post.
Any takers?
