Bloodlines is a live history in which vampires, werewolves, and other creatures live among us today. Everything is normal and in OTL until last night.
March 1st, 2011
The President of the United States of America was walking his dog late at night in back of the White House. DC was quiet today, and the air was a cool, late winter crisp. As he walked towards the White House, a lurking figure lunged at him. The Secret Service was able to make the beast flee, but the President had a bite on his arm. The bite marks look live a wolf.
Meanwhile, a Representative walked around the House Floor, pacing back and forth. Her district is going into debt and poverty is high. She kept eying a window. She thought she had seen a pale, skinny face in the window. After hours of thinking, she went to the bathroom. She looked in the mirror. "Shit," she said. "More gray hair." She eyed the mirror to see if anyone was there. Was she seeing things? She turned around to come face to face with a woman with palid skin and sunken eyes. The woman had sharp canines and had no reflection in the mirror. She bit into the representative's veins, paralyzing her.