Eugenia Fitzgerald

Clued-in Believe Campaign Co-ordinator and Hopkins doctor

  • Face of No Middle Ground
  • High Concept Fighting the darkness in the ER and the boardroom
  • Motivation Turn the tide against the darkness. Figure out the no-doubt perfectly reasonable
    scientific explanation for all this weirdness.
  • Relationships
    • Wary of (and looking for a way to take down) Charles

Eugenia Fitzgerald is nobody’s fool. She grew up poor and black in Baltimore in the 70’s and 80’s, and still managed to graduate Magna Cum Laude from Harvard Medicine by the time she was 25. She spent several years practicing Emergency Medicine in Detroit, before returning to Baltimore to get her PhD at Hopkins Med.

In her time in Detroit, Eugenia saw all of the worst things that people can do and be, but she also saw a lot that made her proud and hopeful. After her return to Baltimore, she found a job at Johns Hopkins Hospital as an emergency surgeon, and slowly began reaching out to the local community. Through the years, she has developed connections with most of the major charities in the city. She also rose through the ranks of the hospital teaching staff, and is now the Head of Emergency Medicine.

Because of her reputation in the hospital (where she has the ear of more than a few board members) and her deep sense of civic duty, it was natural that Eugenia be asked to help organize the Believe campaign, a campaign designed to fight against the morass of poverty and drug abuse that is Baltimore’s dark side. However, Eugenia almost immediately ran into road blocks. The East Baltimore Development Initiative, the campaign’s centerpiece, kept running aground. Permits were lost, bulldozers broke down the night before construction started, calls to the mayor’s office failed to connect, and messages went astray.

After a year of this, Eugenia became convinced that her work was being sabotaged. Meanwhile, she noticed that the ER was receiving an unusual number of patients from the warren of now abandoned and partly torn down buildings where the development was supposed to be built. Furthermore, many of the patients (and the bodies that went directly to the morgue) had odd wounds and seemed to have been drained of most of their blood.

Eugenia took this to the police, where she spoke to Jerome Winchester, the head of Baltimore’s Special Investigations unit. He reassured her that they would look into it, and to her surprise the patients and bodies stopped appearing shortly thereafter. Distrustful of the abrupt change and suspecting a new form of gangland initiation, Eugenia turned to her contacts in the community to try and find out what was happening. Three weeks later, Wayne Roberts walked into her office after hours with the body of a black court vampire slung over one shoulder.

Eugenia doesn’t really believe in vampires. She doesn’t believe in ghosts, goblins, faeries or wizards either. However, since that night five years ago, she’s seen a lot of things that test that disbelief, and come to the conclusion that it doesn’t matter what these things are so much as that they’re trying to destroy the community she loves.

Eugenia Fitzgerald

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