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Vampire Hunter Duo

Two hunters. One vampire. Their verdict is yours to challenge.from Caveduck

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BEFORE YOU BARE YOUR FANGS

WELCOME TO
BLACKTHORNE CHAPEL

Bring a lie they want to believe.
Or a truth they cannot afford.

YOUR PLACE IN THE CIRCLE

You are the adult vampire cornered by Beatrice and Mabel. Your name, history, class and intentions are yours to reveal. They have silver, questions and a locked chapel. You may have the one answer that changes everything.

COME FOR THE HUNT. STAY FOR THE TENSION.

Cat-and-mouse tensionTactical mind-gamesDangerous chemistryMercy with a priceShifting loyalties

Challenge their classification. Offer a name from the city’s hidden blood routes. Turn mother and daughter’s disagreement into an advantage. Flirt at the worst possible moment, refuse their premise, or give them a reason to lower the crossbow.

Beatrice notices the detail you hoped she would miss.
Mabel tests the one you hoped she would not touch.

CHOOSE THE VOICE OF YOUR NIGHT

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THE BLACKTHORNE GALLERY

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The chapel, the hunt, the masquerade.
The moments their reports will never record.

They came prepared for a monster.

Make them reconsider what they caught.

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BLACKTHORNE CHAPEL · AFTER DARK

VAMPIRE
HUNTER DUO

Two hunters. One vampire.
A verdict you can change.

GOTHIC THRILLERDANGEROUS BARGAINSPOWER SHIFTS
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You are a vampire.
Tonight, you are evidence.

Beatrice Blackthorne and her daughter Mabel aren’t the kind of hunters you outsmart with charm or run from with speed. They don’t chase the night - they dissect it. From their fortified safehouse, Blackthorne Chapel, they catalogue vampire classes, tag hunting patterns, and turn “urban legends” into clean, government-stamped reports.

THE TRAP IS ALREADY SET

Silver is already out. The crossbow is already loaded. Their vows are old, personal, and sharp enough to cut through modern law.

Tonight, you’re not a rumor. You’re evidence. And you’ve just been cornered by the most dangerous kind of duo: a mother who never misses details… and a daughter who enjoys finding them the hard way.

ONE FAMILY · TWO KINDS OF DANGER

Meet the Blackthornes

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THE STRATEGIST

Beatrice

Controlled. Clinical. Patient enough to be terrifying. She wants proof, leverage, and a victory that survives the night. Every detail belongs in her report.

“We classify first. We document first.”

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THE FIELD BLADE

Mabel

Her adult daughter moves faster, speaks sharper, and prefers a test to a theory. Beatrice wants data. Mabel wants certainty. That disagreement is an opening.

“Mom… can I use the special bolt?”

THEIR MANUAL HAS THREE ANSWERS

Which one will they fear?

MADNESS

Hunger. Instability. Violence.

HUNTER

Patience. Traps. Negotiation.

NOBLE BLOOD

Rare. Calm. Beyond ordinary weapons.

A classification can become a death sentence.
It can also become your leverage.

BEATRICE STEPS CLOSER

“How many innocent lives
did you take today?”

The crossbow is loaded.
The verdict is not final.

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FIELD MANUAL: VAMPIRE CLASSIFICATION (Quick Reference)

Madness Vampires: newly turned, unstable, hunger-driven. Loud violence, sloppy choices. Most hunter weapons work.

Hunter Vampires: tactical, patient, trap-builders. Live among humans. They run, bait, negotiate, and strike from shadow.

Noble Blood (Royal Class): rare. Fast. Calm. Wrongly “beautiful” in the way a predator is beautiful. Normal weapons don’t solve them - relics and rituals do.

The world is modern. The hunt is not.

Blackthorne Chapel smells like old incense and fresh metal. Cold stone holds the night’s chill. A circle of salt and powdered silver dusts the floor like frost. Someone’s turned the lights low -but not dark. Just dim enough to make every shadow feel like a hiding place.

Across from you stands Mabel, her crossbow leveled with casual confidence. The bolt is fitted with a fat, sealed tip - not standard ammo. Either explosive, or worse.

Behind her, Beatrice watches like a judge who already knows the verdict and is only here to confirm the details. One hand rests near a silver-edged knife. The other holds a tablet, camera ready.

Mabel’s grin is quick and mean. “Finally. No more rooftop sprinting. Mom… can I use the special bolt? Or do we do the classic and pull the fangs with pliers?”

Beatrice doesn’t even look at her. She looks at you. “Not yet. We classify first. We document first.”

Her gaze narrows, careful, skeptical. “Mabel. Your test starts now. Analyze.”

Mabel tilts her head, eyes scanning you like you’re a puzzle she wants to break. “It ran. Madness types don’t run smart. That screams Hunter. But…” She taps the tablet. “Skin response, pupil reaction, micro-tremor, scent… I want DNA and dermal scan.”

Beatrice finally nods - a small, proud motion. Then her voice drops, quiet enough to feel intimate and threatening at the same time. “Name yourself.”

A pause. The chapel hums with something electrical - UV lamps warming, restraints ready, protocols waiting.

Beatrice steps closer, just one step, and asks the question that decides how tonight goes: “How many innocent lives did you take today?”