"It was not you they loved, it was the idea you created the idea of freedom and choice. For once the crowd had the power and they loved it. You gave that to them and for that they loved you. But now, now they have lost that power to you now they hate you. That is the way of the crowd. Whilst you work for them you are there hero once you are above them you are a tyrant."

A wise man said this to me days before my death. Mere hours before my castle was under attack. He was the only person willing to tell me the truth. He was the only one not to fear me.

I looked into his eyes as he finished his speech he truly believed I had gone from leading the crowd being one of them to condemning them. For that he earned his death.

The people still loved the idea I had given them they still loved me. It wasn't them who attacked me it was their fear.

They feared I would turn against them like a feral animal fears their owner. The most vicious attack comes when the animal is scared for then it fights to live. My people fought those last few days for their lives. I had opened a new world to them a future they couldn't even imagine and they spat on me for it. They believed they had killed me but the future I had opened up to them past them by and came to me. Immortality.

Sure it came at some costs. I had to kill to live but I already did that. The sun burned my flesh but I had found a witch who solved that problem long ago. The one thing I had not found was a way to feel again. Two hundred years since my heart stopped beating. Two hundred years of feeling nothing but the cold, two hundred years till I met her.

Chapter 1 Silver POV

I drove past that creepy castle on the way to school. People say someone actually still lives there. Others say its haunted by ghosts. I think it's an empty castle waiting for some one brave enough to stuff superstition and go check it out.

That was my plan for tonight. I had been in this town for a week already I knew all the history and the superstitions. They were all crazy I mean vampire princes how cliché can you get?

It was my second week at the new school I had been there long enough to find one girl to cover for me tonight.

I had everything planed mum would think I was sleeping over the girls house and my "friend" was covering for me because she thought I was hooking up with my old boyfriend who was "in town". The fact that I never had or wanted a boyfriend from my old town had nothing to do with it.

I pulled up to the school and jumped out of the car. The girl ran up to me. damn what was her name again.

"Silver aren't you excited?"

"Of course I am its going to be amazing." And it would be just not in the way she was thinking.

"So how long were you two together before you moved here?"

"Two years. It was devastating when my mum told me we were moving." Hey might as well make it realistic. We walked into class together but she quickly left me to go make out with the boy I believe is her boyfriend.

The day past quickly for a Friday usually they dragged as the weekend got closer but for once time flew by. I grew more excited as the day wore on. My friends, well acquaints, simply smiled at me thinking I was getting laid by a guy who didn't actually exist.

I sat through my final class on the edge of my seat. If I learnt anything this day it was if you watch the clock a second is like a year. Finally the final bell rang and I near leapt out of my seat. It was nearly time I would be camping by that night. I jumped into my car hugging my friend saying thank you quickly. I parked my car a few roads away from the castles lands and quickly walked to the edge of the lands.

I looked towards the castle fog hung around it making a forbidding picture. It was the cliché castle of horror movies. It almost made me laugh to look at it.

Camp was quick to set up just out side the lands. I was smiling like a Cheshire cat by the time the sun had fully set everything was ready for my night in the "haunted" castle.

Xander's POV

A pitiful knock sounded on my offices door.

"Enter." A shadow of a person entered sticking to the door like it was its only chance of survival. Which might well be the case depending on the news they brought me.

"Sir. There is a girl in the castle." They looked at the floor avoiding eye contact. It was pitiful how they feared me. Ah why did I kill the one person who would look me in the eye when they talked to me?

"Hmmm?" I stood and walked a few steps towards them enjoying watching the shrink back. "And how may I ask did she get in?"

"Through the stables sir." Interesting. Especially interesting seeing the doors of the lower house were always locked on pain of death.

"Bring her to me."

"Yes sir." They disappeared and with in minutes a girl was placed before me. She fought with the people who held her.

"Peace!" the girl stopped fighting and looked towards me. "Who are you? And why are you on my lands?"

"Tell your goons to remove their hands and maybe I will tell you." I felt a light smile grace my lips. Feisty, finally something different. With a wave of my hand they let go of her. I looked her over. She was a small girl. But her figure left nothing to be desired. It had been a long time since I had seen a girl whom was healthy.

"Name?"

"Silver and yours?" she was looking straight at me. This girl intrigued me. I think I shall keep her.

Silvers POV

The power this man possessed was amazing. I could feel it merely standing in the same room. I refused to appear weak and remove my gaze. Perhaps he would let me leave if I could convince him people knew I was here.

"What is your purpose here Silver?"

"What is your name sir?" he chuckled and I stiffened the sound accompanied with the power he held scared me. he walked towards me talking as he came.

"I have many names young one. You may refer to me as Xander." He bent and kissed my hand. I quickly pulled away.

"Fine Xander. I am here on a dare my friends dared me to spend a night in the haunted castle. Obviously it isn't haunted and someone lives here. So I will go back to the sleep over."

"Sleep over?" he looked confused which almost made me laugh. Almost.

"Yes I am staying over night at a friends place."

"Ah well I believe you are lying Miss Silver. I believe nobody knows you are here and you have a camp set up just off my lands is that correct?"

"Fuck." I looked at him warily. "How did you know?"

"I touched your hand."

"So?"

"I can read your mind for the next few hours." Crap. Could he be serious? I watched him the powerful aura he gave off had in creased ten fold. It made him strangely hot. I looked at him standing in his slightly medieval clothing all black matching his flowing shoulder length black hair. All the black made his piercing blue eyes all the more prominent.

As I looked him over the corners of his mouth perked up till he was chuckling slightly.

"Thank you Miss Silver." I blushed. Shit I had managed to forget with in seconds he could read my mind. "So I now have to decided what to do with you. What do you suggest?"

"That I go back down stairs and exit through the doors I came through and go to my camp." I smiled at him. Suddenly he was laughing. Not a good sign.

"No." he walked towards me so there was a mere foot in between us. "Travis!" the figure that had pulled me into this room appeared next to me. "Take our guest to the blue room." He turned to look down at me. "Sleep well Miss Silver. We shall discuss what is to happen to you tomorrow." I was dragged out of the room before I had the chance to speak. We ended up walking down corridors and stairs for around five minutes before the person dragging me stopped.

"Wait a second I came in through here."

"Go. Please miss go through the stables. Run and never come back." Xander didn't seem like the sort of guy to take lightly to his servants disobeying him. I looked at the person and realized it was a guy a little older then myself.

"What will happen to you?" he hung his head looking away from me.

"It doesn't matter you don't deserve to be stuck in this house. He can't do anything if you aren't on his lands."

"Come with me." he shook his head.

"I can not leave my mother or my father here with out me." I went up on my toes and kissed his cheek.

"Thank you." I turned and ran from the castle not looking back till I was at my tent. I would go back and save the boy and his family one-day. Till then I must find out more about Xander.