"I guess I'm next, yaaaay." Zach said in dull monotone, wondering why Umbram had made him come to this stupid thing. Oh well, he was hear now, so he better get on with it. As he stood up, Umbram stepped a little closer. He was an intimidating sight, a tall demonic looking creature composed entirely of darkness.

"My name is Zachary Martin. My Mori is Umbram Eniium Ultionis or, for those of us who don't speak latin,Shadow of Vengeance. He prefers to go by Umbram however, less of a mouthful. As for how I kicked the bucket, it's actually quite tragic. I came home one day to find a vampire standing over my mother's pale lifeless corpse. Before I could do anything he grabbed me and slammed me down on to the floor, I everything was over, but instead it got much worse. He held me there, struggling to no avail, as my mother, who was now a vampire like him, rose up. She stared at me, her eyes filled with nothing but hunger and malice. Then she. . .she" Try as he might, Zach couldn't say it,the words seeming to choke him as he tried to speak, the wound on his heart pulsating pain throughout his core. Umbram stepped up to steady his master, backing off when Zach gives him a nod to indicate that he's okay now. . "Well you get the idea, either way, I've been like this for about a month now and have devoted myself to hunting him down. When I find him, I'll take my time in ending his pathetic immortal life. Then," here he takes a breath to steady himself, "I'll free my mother from the curse of vampirism by ending her life." 

As he speaks about his death and his target, his eyes began to take on red glow, and his canines became razor sharp fangs. As he sat back down, he takes a few calming breaths, his features returning to normal soon after.