In days of old when Vampyres ruled the earth, a boy was born of a human woman, they named him Jake, his surname was chosen by his father, Draco. His was half human, half Vampyre, many would say it was a curse that had befell poor little Jake, others would say it was a gift.<br/><br/>The years past and Jake grew tall, with long flowing black hair and expressionless eyes, no-one could match his cunning, his strength even his thirst for blood. His age seemed to stop at thirty years, but he out lived all those around him.<br/><br/>A war ensued between the humans and the Vampyres and it was then that the humans found the Vampyres' weakness, the sun, but Jake was different, he could walk in sunlight, his human genes made him immune to it's rays, the humans left him alone thinking he was one of there own.<br/><br/>He watched as his friends were slaughtered, not so long ago the humans wanted, nay needed, the Vampyres around, now Jake saw the bloodshed and vowed vengeance in the years that he knew he would have to walk this immortal Earth.<br/><br/>Jake found a quiet place to settle his aching soul, yes, even some Vampyres have a soul. He went into a deep sleep, an endless sleep, a sleep that only a friend could wake him from. Time moved on, time an endless paradox, years came and years went. The year 1923 arrived and Jake's friend sought him out .............