This is basically considering that Cameron Morgan had been killed after she jumped off of the waterfall. It's assuming that the impact killed her. Fast forward about 3 years since Cameron's death.
Prologue
He didn't need anyone to tell him the sex of his baby. He found the very idea repulsive! There had never been a female baby born in his family tree. Every single one of them had been male; they were meant to carry on the Cavan name.
Of course, anyone possessing the Cavan name had extreme power in the… well, the world. He was the heir the Circle of Cavan. He was leader. They did what he told them to do, ever since his father had died. He was the leader of the Circle of Cavan. He killed who he wanted to kill, he got what he wanted. No one would ever take him down.
Now, he was pacing through the waiting room. Every now and then he would stop to look at himself in the mirror. He had porcelain pale skin that burned easily in the summer time, and ebony, wavy hair. He was tall and ripped, very intimidating to anyone who laid eyes on him. He had strong, blue eyes that could stare daggers into anyone he saw. He was a man of power. No one could take that away from him.
"Sit down, Elliot; I don't see what your problem is." An "employee" of the Cavan chided to him. She was sitting with her legs crossed, showing too much skin, and picking at her nails. Her hair was long and blonde, it graved her hips when she walked. He may have been a man of power, but he could not over power temptation. When any female looked as good as Miss Clarisse Ferguson, he could hardly keep his hands off of her.
He let out a small sigh. She was right. His wife was in there giving birth to his baby boy, what was the point of worrying? He guessed he was more worried about his son than his wife. Finally, Elliot went and sat down next to Clarisse. He ran his hand up and down her bare thigh.
But before things could get out of hand, the door slammed open and out came Bethany Keogh, his wife's sister. "Name?" Was the only thing she asked.
Bethany had never really liked Elliot. She knew what he was. She was a spy as well, but more so for the CIA and not the Cavan like her sister. She didn't look anything like her sister. Bethany was a red head, covered in freckles, tall, and had chocolate brown eyes. She radiated… bitchiness. Her sister was of medium height with chocolate brown eyes and blonde hair. She catered to his every whim. Bethany knew of his cheating with other women, but she didn't dare say anything to her sister, Elizabeth.
"Louis."
"Louis? Isn't that a little… masculine?"
"You're point?" He demanded, aggravated.
Bethany shrugged, and then turned around to tell the nurse. He had left Elizabeth in charge of the middle name.
"Congratulations!" The doctor burst out of the doors suddenly. "You have a beautiful baby girl!"
He let that sink in. Girl? A girl? "It's… A girl?" He asked, mystified.
The doctor nodded happily.
That's when Elliot pulled out his gun and began his rampage.