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?
"You're unbearable!" He kicks her with utter contempt. "Please tell me where I'm wrong, causing you discomfort was not my intention," she said crying, causing him to hit her against the ground again. "Do you think you can live with good intentions? Didn't you have all the time you wanted to change and learn? You still dare to ask for more!" He yells at her with hatred, he blamed her for being the one will cause a woman to be beaten; He didn't want to be that kind of man. However, what he lived with her caused him to bring out what he hated the most about himself from within. -Forget it love- said a woman who was next to her- it's not worth it- this dog was supposed to be her friend, she was supposed to support her just like she did; however he managed so that he and she hated each other and thus be able to steal it. The woman on the floor does not know how much she was framed and harmed by her naivety, nor did she know that this was the beginning of her misfortunes. Because of that woman she did not stop suffering, wherever she went she suffered verbal or physical abuse and everything was orchestrated by this woman; she didn't know until she was about to faint. "Why?" She asked this unarmed woman without knowing why she hated him so much. She never did anything to hurt him. She just laughed viciously without answering him, she didn't have to waste her time with an insect; leaving La to die imprisoned in the house where she was kidnapped. "Answer me!" She got up from her bed screaming "Eh? This looks like my room; Did I reincarnate myself in the past?" She ran to the bathroom just to see that her assumption was correct. She thanked the heavens for this second chance by promising that she wouldn't be fooled a second time.