Adrian nods, looking off into the distance as his elementals carry the two down the slopping, winding mountain paths.
"Don't have too much information, the only reason Sandor knows is because he worked briefly alongside the malkavian to create the ghouls. The London vampire populations has taken to calling them Daylighters."
Adrian absent-mindedly reaches down and lets his left hand sink into his water elemental, bringing it back out with a small amount of water still clinging to his flesh.
"He started out with ten human infants. With our lord's help he paired 5 of them up with the other five, five pairs of two infants. From birth they were raised and fleshcrafted to have identical personalities, skills, drives, motivations, thoughts, emotions. Twins in every sense of the word, save for one exception. They were taught that they were each two sides of the same coin. One was meant for the darkness, the other for the light."
Bringing the water to his waist, Adrian begins twirling his right index finger over his hand. The water all collects itself in his palm, coalescing into a small puddle.
"They were taught the trade and techniques of hunters. To kill the supernatural, to hunt other vampires down working in perfect harmony."
He begins moving his other fingers, as if pulling at little puppet strings. The water in his palms begins to quiver, and a figure starts to rise from the miniature pool of water.
"Then came the day of their "graduation". The day they would become true hunters. That day, the dark ones were turned. Each and every single one of them, given the embrace."
No, not just one figure - two women, one with a vicious smile that shows of fangs, the other bearing a stake.
"The purpose of the experiment was as much a matter of psychological warfare as it was about creating an effective set of weapons. The result was a group of highly trained hunters who thought with one mind, who could operate constantly throughout the night and the day - while also making it appear as if a group of 5 dangerous vampires had found some way to walk out into the sun's grasp without any fear whatsoever. They terrorized London."
A third figure rises from the puddle, a man with an almost wild look in his eyes.
"They were perfect weapons. That is, until they killed their master."
The two women strike at the man and his figure bursts into a fine spray of mist.
"It seemed that their devotion to each other far outdid the devotion they felt towards their creator. Their own mental conditioning turned them against the bond."
The mist from the dead man seems to coalesce around the two women, and they grow larger.
"They began to hunt indiscriminately. They were eventually killed, but they destroyed a good number of vampires before death claimed them. Of that number included one of our Lord's rivals, whose death Sandor was guaranteed in exchange for his aid in the matter."
The two women melt back into the puddle, and it slips from Adrian's hand, merging back with the elemental.
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