Vampires

The Original Bankster

The OB. The maker. The first IRS Agent to uncover the work of the greedy ones. He took the time to follow the pathways of offshore investments and numbered Swiss accounts. He worked his way through the mainframes and the data centers, downloading and uploading without fear of detection or reprisal. Something had to be done. Someone had to do it. Billions and billions in stolen assets turned into trillions and trillions. A twisted web of treachery and deceit unwinding before him. Until they discovered him deep in their midsts. He had been noticed. The greedy ones decided his punishment would be worse then death. Undeath. They had no idea who they were dealing with. Until it was too late.

Vincente

A life spent in the service of the church. From Alter Boy to Cardinal and Grand Actuary of the Vatican Bank until that fateful night in 1923 November. Moments after Midnight Vespers they fell on him. Like shadows they consumed his subconscious soul, allowing his immortal  soul to escape damnation. Now his life in the undead realm has purpose. The most arcane banking trusts and blind corporations fall away before his focused intellect and analytical wizardry. Vincente was the first to pledge his support
to the newly made American Vampire. “Why am I so cold?” was all the Yank could say. “You have no blood.” Vincente had offered while the others simply chose to ignore. “Who will save our souls? the American asked one day. “We are the forgotten.” was the first response. “Only if we forget”, the Yank responded. It was at this point that Vincente began to take note.

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