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My name is Cannon Hawke, born in 1915. If you truly want to call that my true birth. I grew up with my twin brother Adam Hawke. I was raised in Miami Florida. My family held a large name in the underground in Miami. My father Marc Hawke was the leader of the biggest crime family in Miami. I learned the business as I grew up. I had my hands in far more than my father even knew. Don’t get me wrong my father was a bright man. But love will blind your
eyes to what you do not want to see.
See my true birth as I call it happen in 1936 shortly after I had turned twenty one. I had a meeting with a drug dealer. I went to meet him, when I arrived I inspected all the crates and everything seemed to be in order. Just another transaction. Or so I thought...We made our transactions and I began to walk towards the door, when I felt the most intense pleasure I could have ever imagined, yet one of the most terrifying moments of my life. His teeth was stuck In my neck.....I felt my life leaving my body....I was going to die, my life I took so lightly, I thought it could never end. My life was slipping away......but then I felt a new type of life....but with it I felt a hunger..not for food or liquid, or at least not liquids as most would think. I awoke with the hunger for blood. I was a new man in a new world, or at least it seemed. For I was still Cannon Hawke but I would never feel the warm embrace of the sun again. I learned allot from my sire as he called himself. He told me of groups called the Camarilla and the Sabbat. Though he never told me where he and I stood. He told me of the Vampires social cliques which he referred to as Clans...Once again he never told me what Clan he or I was from. I was merely told that I was embraced to protect him. He told me he had a blood hunt called on him. All he said of this was that it meant that he was hunted by the Camarilla. I looked at him absorbing all the knowledge I could get from him. Soon he said it was time for us to sleep.
I slept that day and awoke expecting to see my Sire, but as I awoke and looked around I saw no one, I was somewhere alone....I thought perhaps he just might be running behind, so I waited and waited. He did not show so I slept the next day hoping maybe he would be there when I awoke, and to my disappointment he was not. So then I decided it was time I left this place and traveled and try and learn all I could about what I was and how I could succeed in this unnatural world. I traveled and set up many syndicates and toppled many rival ones. I settled in Detroit, where I set up a large cartel and mediated between the Camarilla and Sabbat. I played both sides like a fiddle. They thought I was on their side. A few years later the Camarilla and Sabbat became to sparse through my doings and that was bad for bussines, so I moved on 4 citys and 10 years later I desided I will head for Morgantown and start my games again.