There were millions of vampires in the world. Either in secluded vampiric communities such as Brittain, or integrated into human society. They were a plague, spreading from person to person. Rats, to be exterminated en mass. 

However, there was one thinge ven greater than this disease.

The Oldbloods, the Elders, the Nosferatu, the Ancient Ones, the Vampire Lords. Whatever name they dained to go by, it was irrelevant. Those vampires that lived long enough to sink into a state of absolute sin became demons, cased in the remains of humans. They weilded power far beyond that of a normal vampire, and had far greater control of their instincts. They were the masterminds of the war against righteousness, they were the beasts that would rip down the walls of human perseverance. Unrivaled in speed, strength and unholy power, they were the bastions of this Dark Crusade.

Luckily, there were only a few of them, and they were easy to keep track of.

Brittain was a country governed by vampires, but despite this it was a part of the world of politics. Humans were free to move in and out of the country, provided they could provide the proper legislation. Had Brittain truly secluded itself from humanity, it would have sunk to the depths of poverty. As such, it had been relatively easy for the Purge to slip a few men and women through, devoted followers who fought in a war of information, rather than a war of arms.

A woman quickly stalked Void from afar, blending in perfectly with the crowd, a trained spy. Whilst the trailing of a vampire was impossible in most situations, with so many humans bustling about their business, her scent was indistinguishable from the masses. He was heading towards an airport, and already she had communicated Void's location to her leaders. Already, too many oldbloods had joined the fight against humanity, no more could be allowed to reach America.

Even after Void had bought his ticket, the woman simply followed him, preparing to join him in his plane. She would need to ensure that he did not somehow leave the plane. He would find that the Purge gave warm welcome to those of his kind.