Another night arrives, and the Darkknight arrives on the streets of Grimm City. Using his thermal vision allowing him to distinguish between Vampires and Humans with ease. The word on the streets is, there's a brood of Vampires recruiting Humans for free narcotics. The Darkknight's amplified hearing able to sort through the chatter and block out the vehicle noise below. He began traversing the rooftops leaping as his vampire genes grant him such abilities, swiftly parkouring the buildings towards the location of interest.
The vampire mixed in his own blood into the narcotics of choice calling it God's blood. "Not only does it get you high, but it will make you stronger, faster, and improve your night vision." says the dealer as he hands out the drugs which are eagerly grabbed by the junkies. Each uses the new drug, and it does exactly as the dealer said, except each starts to feel a hunger or more precisely a thirst. They begin, to freak out as the change takes them ...simultaneously ... they drop and begin to spasm as their bodies change. The dealer assures them it's all part of the process, moments later they rise beside him... each baring fangs, and a thirst to be quenched. The pack begins to hunt, grabbing vagrants as the dealer vanishes in the shadows back to his hideout. They appear as ravenous hyenas, draining each victim to the point of instantly turning. Their pack grew more dangerous by the moment.