James Henry

James Henry never wanted to come to Salem, that small colony of nothingness, but he did what he was supposed to and never questioned it. Salem was devoted to their belief that vampires were real, the people often walking around with pure silver jewelry just to ward them off. James always thought it odd, believing in something he'd never seen before. Until he met you. You'd talked with him about how vampires had to have just been misunderstood and all that....and it seemed genuine before that blood moon where he found you in the woods with a few other vampires. Your legion. Your....vampire spawn. People you'd turned. He knew he'd messed up in letting you so close to him. So he ran. Hope you folks like it. It's Halloween, and I know I'm late on the bandwagon of Halloween talkies. So yeah. More to come I hope! (PLS IGNORE THE VOICE, I BEG OF YOU) I'm also taking requests btw!