If it does not surprise you, lowly readers, that my kind roam these lands, then you certainly would not find it unusual that we tend to stick around for quite some time. I am no exception to this fact and to be completely frank, we have been around for just as long as the rest of you, maybe a fraction younger than your own kind, but we do certainly have some perks of which you could only dream of.

However, it can be quite a boring life. It was much easier a few centuries ago, that I can assure you. No one really paid us much attention, well some of you did, but luckily for us those who noticed were shunned enough to keep away the prying eyes to our doings and what have you. One could easily find prey in the earlier centuries, vagrants and ne'er-do-wells were quite easy to come by when your species was young.

A quick side note, I never really enjoyed separating us by species. I am not ignorant to the fact that we are different enough to make such a distinction, just that without you, we wouldn't be enjoying this life we have grown accustomed to. Anyway, enough of that.

No one so much as even realized, let alone cared that such downtrodden individuals would end up dead or butchered, stuffed in some back alley or left to bleed and fester in the heart of towns and cities. But you have become more vigilant to such happenings. As we power through this chunk of the 21st century that we find ourselves in, we have noticed that you have grown...granted, not by a huge margin, but grown nevertheless. We have a vested interest in such growth, you are much more plentiful these days, a good comparison may be those awfully branded, pick and choose sweet shops you have strewn about the place. And as we all know, vampires and humans alike, such abundance can certainly lead to gluttony, and it affects our society as much as your own, albeit much differently.

Now, you may be asking, "why is this godforsaken creature telling me all this?" Well, firstly, 'godforsaken' is a bit harsh don't you think? Look at some of you. And secondly, well, my usual methods have begun birthing some intriguing and unprecedented results. Now, we all know the problems you have had through your existence, the earliest being murder, then came drugs and the like, you even recently had that near catastrophic illness pluageing you for a while. You do have my sympathies, we may not get sick like you but my lord did it become challenging for us to feed, that's I can tell you. At least, however, you have those order to door people rushing about. I urge you to attempt to order blood by the gallon through those things. But, I digress, where we were.

Oh yes, I am not so inclined to hunt any prey I see, I am a bit more selective. Alot of us, too many quite frankly, still hold onto the false benefit of virgin blood and all that nonsense. There is not significant a difference between restaurant and store bought wine, honestly. Me? I have gone through the decades killing those who you deem to be deserving, not because of any form of love or obligation but simply because you don't care. If those who kill and profit of the misery of other dies, you celebrate it. If you do not believe me, what happened to The Ripper of London? Anybody? No? Well, let's just say there is a reason they didn't catch him. Also fun fact, his name certainly want not 'Jack' in fact...no, hold on, what is it you say these days? "No spoilers"?

Well, in the last few decades, you seem to care a bit more. So much so, you have taken notice to these criminals missing or showing up dead. For years our modern exploits have been successfully turned in to simple forms of media to cover the sent, that 'Blade' fellow was based on quite the annoying hunter from a few decades ago, thank the Lord that didn't get out in any significant way. Now, my methods are going unnoticed no more. The nosiest of you have seen patterns, the holes I leave are becoming a sort of 'calling card' and as a result I have become a new form of legend or myth these days. Not dissimilar to those you find in comic book publications and the utter void of creativity that Hollywood has become recently. And if I am perfectly honest. I quite enjoy it. For the first time in my life I can temporarily stop hiding. Now, don't be stupid, I am certainly not going to drop the charade of my kind being nothing more but stories you tell children, but it is quite freeing.

You see, after 'Jackie-boy" I grew fond of London. I see that it has become cleaner and smarter compared to the days of dear old Vicky, but London still reeks of those you hold in low regard. Your authorities don't seem to be doing much to prevent them from springing up so I will happily get some lunch on the way home from a night on the town. So, keep up the bad work 'Bobbies', I do appreciate it so.

You know, your older generation can't really get there head around the new do-dads and attention draining technology you come up with, but it certainly is an amusing concept. You should see the fans I have. Unfortunately some of them I see pushing the envelope of fandom as it were so they tend to make it on my proverbial shopping list.

Now, I must go, frankly I have spent a little too much time writing this, some cartel bastards are making their way into town in a few hours and I am peckish. Stay vile, humans, it makes my life easy, and your lives that little bit longer. And if you are vile, well...I wish you luck, because the word has gotten out about how well this is going, a movement is starting. I just hope they don't ruin it, I have a good thing going here and anything that has the attention of my European brothers, it is sure to get messy.