I can't. I don't have the will anymore. My un-beating heart has lost all that tied it down to reality. Erin. I was warned. Ingrid advised me not to and even Erin herself told me to leave her be, but I'm a selfish, ignorant idiot, who ignored everything just for her. Love is stupid, feelings are stupid. This is why vampires are cruel and heartless. Hundreds of years of emotional pain: unbearable. So I guess I'm just another monster now. Peaceful coexistence? What was I thinking? We're just monsters, living in fear of the sunlight as it burns through our constant façade to real a cold empty shell of hatred and loathing. Screw soy blood, harmony, the peace treaty and breathers. I might as well just drain a city and go hide in a darkened castle, sipping away at old 'friends', too cowardly to die. That's what I was too scared to let her go. I'm just like Dad now. Even as a child, I disliked his attitude to everything and hated the thought of becoming like him. But I am vampire now and there's no escaping it. Worse, I've condemned the one I truly loved to the same fate. She'll live her days, hating me and hating her existence. I'm selfish and cruel and stupid.

"Vlad?" I looked up to meet the cold eyes of my sister. I was just like her now, cold, cruel and empty. She closed my bedroom door behind her and perched herself on the end of my coffin, in which I sat; cold, empty and alone. "You shouldn't have done that," I snapped my eyes away from hers, not allowing them to click into a gaze like magnets. I was filled with guilt. This was my fault and knowing Ingrid, she was here to gloat, to point out my flaws and toss insults my way. I guess she was happy, happy that I was like her. Erin was my Will. "She's going to hate you for eternity," I released my fangs, anger flowing through my veins… like her blood used to. I had stopped that. Took the her away from her and made her hate herself. Ingrid's eyes scanned my figure slumped in a huddle in the centre of my coffin, "you're a wreak." Thanks for pointing that out. I really hadn't noticed. I locked my eyes with hers and I soon felt my irises fade into a deep black – the colour of my soul. She slowly backed away from me, which pleased me. I should have the power. I am the chosen one, after all. I own all of them. I could dust her in a second. Slowly I raised my hand, my fingertips twitching slightly as the raw power fizzled through them. Just as I pulled it back, ready to thrust this power at Ingrid. Some pulled the plug. It's true, I am a monster. I've just attempted murder against my own sister. She quickly left; a little uncertain of me and guessed I needed time alone. That was more than true.

I fell back in my coffin, falling into a sleep of darkness and nightmares haunted by Erin. My love was against me now. I've ruined everything with my selfishness. I am a monster.