SpiderGangrel

Dark Beginning - Part 3 So many pages...so many memories... I pass them by one at a time, slow increasing my speed as the feeling of proximity to my goal grows stronger... the answer, it's here. I just need to find... there!... June 13 - Ha! Thats all I can think of when I remember my embrace. A laught. Not my own, but from my mentor. Well my new one anyway. Morgan was out dated by then anyhow. Out dated?? He makes it sound like I´m some rock band singer... That night we got a tip on the whereabouts of a pretty big prey. An Elder. Nearly a Matusalem by what we where told. This was it. The big fish. I I could pull this one of with M

Dark Beginning part – 2 “The journal continuous. A time skip happens from one time to another. He must have grow tired of written for the day. But he started again. Why? Why make a journal of such a past? Why remember ones own down fall? The answer is some were in there, and the stranger plans on finding it. He reads on.” December 01, 2000 Remembering is painful some times. I had to taka a break. Plus, I had business to attend to. As I said, the guy who picked me up at the hospital claming to be my uncle told me a lot during the time we spent waiting in the airport. He had a very good Portuguese ascent so I never knew unt

Dark Beginning “Walking through the old cabin shack, a man in heavy clothes looks around the ruins of what was once a living room for some sign of resent inhabitants. His search is worth his time, as he picks up a shabby looking journal from the upper left drawer of a termite eaten desk. He searches the logs for anything that may lead him to the whereabouts of its  owner, the whereabouts of that…thing.” June 12, 2000. I wake up in the dead of night and ask my self how the hell I got here. 2 seconds later, I remember... I was an orphan of both father and mother. My mom died when I was born. As for dad… I never knew