We were the terrors of New Orleans...and humanity's only hope. We called ourselves the "weird sisters".

Two vampires and a rematerialized ghost. We thought we’d vanquished Asmodeus. But, he's back. He found a new host. And, now he wants to work with us? But, after all I lost because of him, I was more inclined to blast his demonic ass back to hell than accept his help. Yes, I embraced my inner-wickedness. I could access infernal power and take down the demons one at a time; if you thought I was heartless before, but there's a new demon on the scene.

Legion. A demon who claims multiple hosts at once and is replicating himself more quickly than I can take them down. Dozens, potentially hundreds, and eventually thousands of new vampires, all possessed by one devilish mind - all working as one. And, Asmodeus tells us he can help us take him down. The prophecy had said I’d be called “antichrist”, I’d be the bloody devil incarnate. The queen of demons - but these demons won’t bend the knee to me or anyone else. And, I sure as hell can't trust Asmodeus. He has his own diabolical motives. But, if I don't accept his help, we're as good as done. Legion will create and claim more vampire hosts than I can possibly handle, and if he succeeds, not only will humanity be lost, but all of vampire kind will be damned to demonic enslavement.

I’m Mercy, and together we are the weird sisters. We’re badass bitches with something to prove. But, if we’re going to save human kind, and therefore all of vampire kind, we need something else…someone else…and we need to figure it out soon before this demon horde spreads any further.