Reflections of Insanity

Name: Gabriel Martin Fitzgerald

Age: 32

Race: Vampire - formerly human

Setting: Modern Alternate Universe

Brief history in Gabriel's own words: All right, all right. Here's the deal. When I was fifteen, I got a bad vampiric immunization. So, about a week after that shot, I was starting to sleep way too much, eat meat bloody rare and fly into fits of rage odd even for a bag of teenage hormones. That and my braces just fell off thanks to my teeth resetting themselves in my damned jaws. Not to mention these wicked eyeteeth that always seem to be just a shade too long. Oh, and I can see in the dark, too. Cool as hell, that. Of course, I didn't truly appreciate it until a while later, when I found out what I could really do with being a vampire.

I've always liked taking pictures, so I invested in night photojournalism. I do some shoots for a few journals and the like, but mostly I'm waiting for the local law to ring my phone with a "problem". Pesky things, vampires. More trouble than they're worth, really. But more and more are appearing every week. Doesn't bother me; I say to each their own. But it's when they get frisky and stupid with the locals that it comes time to take steps. So, when the cops can't deal with it - which is becoming more and more often, I'm noticing - they call me. For some reason, I'm able to kill the little retards. And I don't mean with a crucifix and holy water, either. It takes at least a good clip and half of hollow points to bring one down, and then the fun really starts. Trust me, it's messy.

The rest of the world knows that monsters are out there, but I guess it's just taking things in stride. I wonder what'll happen when the monsters finally tip the balance...and in their favor. Hn, should be an interesting night.