For most of my life, I’ve felt like I’m on the precipice of falling into a dark place I can never return from. I’ve known I was different since I was a teenager. Accidentally killing my first girlfriend with a kiss wholeheartedly proved just how dangerous I am. How utterly unlovable I am. I’m the monster that darkness created. There wasn’t enough holy water in the universe to save me from this monster I have become. Joining the Paranormal Protection League seemed like the best place to escape to. Chasing down targets in exchange for a new way of life? That didn’t seem so bad. But now, my newest target has fallen right into my lap, well more like screwed up my vacation by kidnapping me.