Nicholas Hunter, private investigator with a difference. Part hero, part monster, part man and part vampire even as he aimed higher in his life. He never dreamed of becoming a vampire but it seemed his wedding vows, his promise to his wife to love her forever was to be literally forever.
On the wedding night, after he pledged his vows, a kiss in his neck changed him forever. Her teeth met his neck, his blood dribbled down it as her blood was forced down his throat. It was a way to bind them together forever, a way to curse him, to chain him to her and to keep him away from the depths of humanity.
Before that night, he was an officer of the law, one who found himself sneaking around and going against the very laws he pledged to protect and serve. He killed people, he didn't want to but he did it, murdered those innocents, the ones he loved and cared for. He listened to them begging for life, talking about their lives, their children, their lovers, their families and promising to be different, much different if he let them go.
The only thing he found immensely tough was just that, letting them go. How could he when they knew too much? To put them out of their suffering, he killed them. It was something his wife was only too happy about, sharing kills, a family of monsters but even then, life has its surprises.
Five years into their immortal marriage, it slowly began to break down, shatter and fall. She became mad, angry as he refused to kill. He couldn't do it anymore, he couldn't kill them. He tried to but he couldn't do it, he just couldn't do it.
He found himself a blood dealer, a man at the hospital who he could exchange money for blood, a blood type of his choice. He made a name for himself as a private investigator, unable to be a policeman but still comfortable on the side lines, sitting on the line between 'human' and 'monster' but even he had to ask himself the one question, the one question that haunted him.
Could he stay that way forever?
Friends. That's what they always had been, whenever either of them had problems they told each other from a very young age. Always sticking together with seemingly no problems, if only they knew just how quickly that could all change. Him. A half demon half angel, bred by accident and then put onto Earth into another family so he could have a somewhat normal life until the time came where he would either become a full demon or full angel. Her. A full angel from the start, for her own safety she was put on Earth to protect her from a harsh fate she didn't deserve at the cost of her true parents life's. Both these children never knew what they really were. Until they reached sixteen. Up until then they both had always stuck by each other no matter what, he was always the more quiet of the two whilst she was a little more outgoing and stubborn. Yet somehow they went so well together. It was fate. So, was it fate then, when on his sixteenth birthday, this boy...found his side. Only it wasn't angel by any means. It was pure and utter demon. Killing his human family in a rage after they'd brought him up for so long, he went to her next. The friend he'd relied on for so long, yet there was pure hate in his eyes. He blamed her for everything. He hated her with a passion. She was an angel and, she was hidden on Earth when in reality. She should of been a slave like the rest of them. She need to be taught her place, underneath him. She was to become his slave, everything in these past sixteen years now meant nothing to him. Could she though, over time, bring back out the angel in him?