BORDEN, ISAAC

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Darkness had always been a friend. For as long as he could remember it had cloaked him, kept him protected. Even now. From the moment he became a vampire he'd always been powerful but the problem is, he doesn't remember how he became one. Or how hold he really is. He just knows that his name is Isaac Borden and that he's about thirty years old. At least that's how old he looks. He's well aware that he's much older than that considering he's been a criminal lawyer for well over two decades. Not aging much was something that had aided him well in dealing with the rich and famous. Every single one of his clients were filthy rich and all of them were criminals in their own way. The ones that really got on his nerves he would just kill. No one would question it, a few missing dead criminals? Nope no investigations into those ones at all. He'd just make a few calls and the bodies would never be found. Everyone that was anyone in the world knew that you did not want to cross Isaac. He was ruthless when he had to be and fair when he should. [break][break]

He didn't care any about his reputation though. He made money hand over fist with the clients that he represented and none of them wanted to see him do anything else. He had other ideas but what was he to do? He couldn't just leave the company, not after everything he'd done for them right? He just didn't want to be saddled down with being a lawyer forever. He had all the time in the world, unless someone tried to kill him that is. How the human populace didn't understand that vampires were very real he didn't know. It wasn't as if there had been some great reveal. Some were just aware, and others, well they were not. He was lonely though. So alone in his world and his life. He had partners at the firm yes, and an annoying assistant who was obsessed with shoes but he didn't have any true emotional attachments. Could he afford too though? He was a vampire, a creature of the night. The ultimate predator. Being 'loved' and sharing his feelings were the furthest thing from his mind but he did occasionally think about having a mate. Someone that he could spend eternity with.
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The few vampires that he had found with their mates had seemed content and he wanted that. Tonight was not the night however. No. He had to prepare for a case that he was going to lose. He never lost. Yet the evidence was stacking up against his client in a way he was sure that he could not fight. Normally he could bribe or bully or do something to win but this was not the case. At least not when he was going against another lawyer of equal skill. One that he respected a great deal. One that looked no older than eighteen years old but seemed far much older than that. No Isaac would not win this case and that would be the changing point. Maybe he could leverage some time away from the firm, time to travel or something. He'd been stuck within the confines of New York City for far too long. He wanted out. wanted to do something with his life other than clean up other people's messes. Maybe it was a selfish notion. He didn't know, and he didn't care. He just knew that he was growing weary of the same grind, day in and day out.