Chapter 1: Prologue
In a room, dimly lit by few candles, stood a man. His name was Alastair. He was tall with blonde hair and blue eyes. His muscular body well matched with his royal clothing gave a strong aura. He stood there staring at an old painting. 'It is time', he thought, 'to fulfill my promise'. The room was full of antiques which gave a feeling of still living in the 14th century. Even in the 21st century, he had opted to live the way he did when he was still alive. Technically, he still was but he disagreed with it. Born in a beastly clan which they now call the werewolves, his life was barbaric. He still despised the moment when he had to give up his warmth in exchange for this cold blood. But, he was also grateful that he did not have to endure the paint every month. His transformation was now under his control. He was turned into a cold-blooded monster to save his life. But the witch who gave him this life, instead of sealing away his powers as was the tradition made him give his word which he would fulfill now.
Another middle aged man entered the room, and with bowing heads said 'Your flight has been scheduled for tonight, Sire'. Alastair deep within his own thoughts paid no attention. Simply waving his hands, he signaled him to leave and the man seemed to disappear into the darkness of the night. 'I have turned you into a hybrid', the witch had said. 'Normally, I would switch off one of your side to restore the balance of the nature but I will not do so, if you give me your word that no other hybrid will walk this Earth in your presence', the witch had made it clear. He obliged without question. With a deep sigh he glanced at the ticket. It said 'Mystic Falls'. 'How appropriate', he thought. It was the place where he was born and where he became a hybrid. 'How ironic is it for my life to take me back to Mystic Falls to fulfill the very purpose of my existence', he asked himself. He was a hybrid, half vampire – half werewolf, and deep inside his heart he longed to meet someone like him but yet here he was heading out to actually kill the one person similar to him. His heart ached. Realizing he was swaying from his purpose, he closed his eyes and uttered 'I will fulfill my promise, my love'. 'I will kill Klaus'.