Over the decades, their efforts have gotten rid of many of the scourge of the Earth, and the more they learned about them, the better their techniques of stopping them increased.

For the most part, humans started taking a lot of the world back, leading to some simblancy of normality. Enter Trey Donraven. At age 8 he was met by Ryan Crow, an excellent Vampire Hunter. Though it was peaceful, he wanted to teach Trey his ways of the hunt. He couldn't shake the feeling the vampires were planning something.. (cont.)

At first Trey didn't want to, but Crow confided in him that there could be a time when the bloodsuckers could strike. And if they do, knowing how to take them down would be good knowledge. So he agreed.
Trey learned a lot from Crow, and was getting better at combat. Soon they were going on missions, investigating possible nests, and ensuring everyone was ok.

Trey was pretty content, but.. (cont.)

On a mission, Crow sensed something wasn't right, and suggested they regroup back in a village. But before they could, a hord of vampires descended on them!
Crow was keeping good pace, but noticed his student was overwhelmed. Throwing his own safety to the wind, he ran over to help, urging Trey to run back to get help. But the leader of the group, called Nalor ended him before he could escape.

Trey fought valiantly to avenge his teacher, but he was quickly overwhelmed again, and beaten to near death. The vampires didn't drink his blood, mainly out of spite and left Trey to die slowly.

Everything began to grow dark as he began breathing his last, when he saw a hooded figure walk to him. Before he lost consciousness, he felt poke in his neck... (cont.)

After a while, he woke up. Still sore from the fight he survived, though. He looked around and the body of his master. Devestated, he hoisted him up, and made his way to the nearest cemetery. As he walked, a weird smell kept wafting in his nose. It wasn't bad, it smelled.. good. But he couldn't figure out where it was coming from. Also.. Why could he still walk, let alone carry his teacher in his condition?

As he began to explain what he was doing to the caretaker, he started to hear the man's heartbeat. Still unsure what was going on, he went home. Fast. Faster than he ever travelled! But how?

As he got ready to change his clothes, he noticed the bite wound on his neck slowly closing up. He felt his mouth burning as fangs began to overtake his old teeth.
Trey had been turned into the thing he hunted.