( ok this story is going to be a crossover to another TV series that first started in the 60' and ended in the early 70s. Here is the kicker I remember watching this series when they rebroadcast them as reruns. In the 91 the creators revamped the show and put newer people in it but that did not get pass the first season, Even though Ben Cross played a wonderful vampire, no one could replace the original person who played the vampire, Jonathan Frid played the very first vampire Barnabas Collins…I still swoon just thinking about him as Barnabas. If anyone on here remembers that show then you know.)
So Liza's last maiden name is going to be changed to Collins to tie her into the show.
The Past is now Present
Standing on the front steps of a house in Texas during the civil war. A woman that was as tall as the man that was standing with her. Long brown hair that was put up in a bun, her face held green eyes looking out into the yard not eve noticing the man that was beside her. She loved him with all of her life and soul.
Eliza May Collins stood tall as she watched the progression of the men the volunteered to be in this war for reason that was not only for slavery, but be able to say what should happen in their own homes and homesteads let alone just fighting to keep what was their own. Turning to look at the man that was by her, she smiled a sad smile and knew that he was getting ready to go and fight this war also.
"Jasper Whitlock, please come back to me, write do anything to keep alive. I don't know how I am going to live with out while you are gone, but this is what you want to do. Just remember that I will be here waiting for you and that I love you forever." I said to him with tears begin to fall.
He came up and took my hand and kissed it and then he kissed me on my lips full tilt. "I will come back to you Liz, and then we can marry and grow old, maybe have a child or two. I will write and I love you with all of my heart which you hold." He said and then turned and left.
I turned to go in the house as the last man walked past and he was well out of my eye site. The next day I went to his parents house to see how they were doing. I knocked on the door and Mrs. Whitlock opened the door, she let me in and as she turned there was tears in her eyes and in mine as well, we held each other in our sorrow. I helped her cook dinner for the rest of the family. It went like that for a year. I had gotten a lot of mail from him and smiled happily at each time the mail came. It came upon and evening that I was at his mom's house when we heard hoofs clapping along the road and then stopped. We heard the foot steps of the said rider and a knock on the door me and his mother were at it. Opening the door all I felt was dread as I noticed the soldier standing there with a sad look in his eyes. "Is Mr. and Mrs. Whitlock here?" He asked.
"I am Mrs. Whitlock my husband is out in the field getting the wheat in. I will have some one go and get him." She said as she asked on of the hand to get Mr. Whitlock.
It only took two minuets and Mr. Whitlock was in the house staring at the soldier. What is it that you have to say son?" He asked.
The soldier cleared his throat and then said " I have to regretfully to inform you that your son Jasper Whitlock has gone missing and can not be found. He is presumed dead, he was stationed in Galveston clearing out the population that was in jeopardy. He then disappeared. Ma'am I am sorry to bring you this news, you have my condolences." The soldier said and placed Jasper's belongings on the floor and clipped his heals and nodded and then left a grieving mother and father not to mentioned a grieving girlfriend.
Picking up his stuff and then taking it to his room and leaving it there. I went back and stood at the door and looked back knowing that I was not going to see them again. "Mr. and Mrs. Whitlock, I will see you later, you need this time alone." I said and then left them and I never say them again even when I was at their funeral.
I was walking back home to pack my things up, when I heard a voice to the left of me. Now lets say that I was not afraid and that I knew how to fight thanks to Jasper and our own spar matches, but this was a little bit unnerving. I saw something in the shadows but what it was I could not figure out, That was until she stepped out in front of me and attached me head on. I fought hard and in the fight she said something along the lines that I would do great in her army. Catching me off guard she had me pined down on the ground and she bit me.
That hurt like hell there was nothing but fire running through me and I screamed loudly as she took me from my home, the people I knew and loved.