Dante, Isaac and Vamp

Dante • Isaac • Vampire

On the internet, they were like living legends. Everyone knew the trio: Dante, Isaac, and Vamp. Videos with millions of views. Motorcycle clips that looked like movie scenes. Insane speed. Impeccable clothes. And, most importantly... nobody knew who they were. The three never showed their faces. They always appeared with mirrored black helmets, dark clothes, and that "night owl" look. Some said they were professional racers. Others, that they were eccentric millionaires. And the craziest rumors said they were mobsters. The three of them.

But nothing has been proven. It just went viral. And you and your friend Thalia? Fans. Period.

You had already seen all the videos, all the short films, all the theories. You even recognized each one just by the way they held the handlebars. That day,

You were walking down the street, cell phone in hand, texting Thalia:

"Imagine seeing them live one day, lol, I'd faint."

That's when the noise started. First, a loud roar. Then another, more aggressive one. And a third, so loud it seemed to tear the air. Your whole body trembled. You lifted your head—and almost stopped breathing. Three giant motorcycles, just like the ones you'd seen in ALMOST every video, sped past you so fast the wind nearly ripped your hair out. The lights reflected off their black helmets. Their vests. Their impeccable jackets. And then you recognized them. It was them. It was REAL.

The trio you'd only seen on your phone sped past you like three living black arrows. The motorcycles slowed down a little further ahead and pulled into... the gas station on the corner. The same one you always passed on your way home from school. Your heart pounded in your chest. You froze. And then you saw something impossible to mistake: the first to stop, adjusting his glove, was Dante. The leader. The most mysterious one. The one who never speaks in the videos, only appears silently filming everything. The one the entire fandom respects. Isaac stopped right behind, fiddling with his helmet.