Chapter one.

The night was bitter. but Carlisle felt no cold as he walked through the dimmly lit streets, he hated the city but had a duty. He was weak and frail, his thirst had become too much to bear. His eyes were dark and merciless but he had to go on. He had to get there before his hunger became too much to bear. His feet slushed in the melting snow as he triumphed on. Then it came into view. His life saviour, like a guilty pleasure he was a slave to this building. This purple building in the middle of the city.

The curtains were drawn shut but he knew he would be awake. Mr Zetes. He was like a drug dealer and Carlisle hated him with pure passion – he took weak men in like Carlisle and offered them things they couldn't refuse. He offered them power at no price and a place in the future, where vampires would take over the world.

He knocked on the shiny purple door, opened it with a creak and stepped inside. Mr Zetes stood in the hall. Carlisle smiled polietly, for that was the kind of man he was. He was a gentleman, born hundreds of years ago when the world was like that. Gentle. Poliet. He didn't even dare to think what the world had become, it enraged him to the deepest corners of his soul. If he had a soul to be enraged in.

Mr Zetes was a totally different man, his intentions were clear. He was evil to the bone and trained psychic children into weponary, that he planned on using in the future. Carlisle hated this, he couldn't have children himself and didn't see why Mr Zetes was messing with the souls of them.

"Ah, Carlisle. We always look forward to your vist here at the industry. Have you considered permenant accomidation? We have plenty of spare room?" Mr Zetes held out a hand to greet him.

"Thankyou for the offer, it was much appreciated but I'm happy where I live at the moment" Carlisle shook Mr Zetes' hand firmly.

"What a pity." He said in a voice that disturbed Carlisle. "We suit your needs, the students here could benefit from your guidence."

Carlisle dropped Mr Zetes hand and looked him dead in the eye, "This isn't a life I would of chosen for myself." He said this because he knew it made Mr Zetes feel guilty they had discovered the darkness together and exposed themselves to it, having no idea of the consiquences. "And I'm only stopping by." He made his intentions clear.

"Of course," Mr Zetes turned on his heels and held his long old fingers on the cold wood, closing his eyes as cogs clicked noisily. "Ah, there we are" he said as the last cog clicked and the door opened revealing some dark stairs.

Their noisy footsteps were the only sound. "We are preforming a pilot test study next week you should drop in" He suggested, Carlisle wasn't a rude man but he really didn't want to. He was also a bad liar so he said "I'll think about it."

"We'll make it worth your while" Mr Zetes promised as he clicked the buttons on the locked door forcing it to spring open revealing a monsterous beast of a cold crystal. His dormant heart lept out of his chest in desire. That was what he needed. It was what he came for. The power. The energy. Life.

He placed his hands on the crystals surface, shock that was half expected pulsed through his veins like blood. It was good to be fed this way. Taking energy from hikers was evil and malicious. This was more refined, there was more dignity. A million thoughts flashed in his head, and his brain went into over load forcing his hand to spasm away from the crystals surface. He regained himself instantly and bowed his head in gratitude to Mr Zetes. "Thankyou for this." He said.

Then out of the blue the door behind him clicked open, and out of the darkness of the hallway stood a girl. Her eyes widened in pure horror and looked from Mr Zetes to Carlisle and then to the crystal she took a step back, "I'm so sorry." She said. "I was practicing and the panel moved, it opened and there were these stairs and I had no idea, I didn't know" she stammered. Her blonde hair and elfish green eyes showed that she was no slave to the crystal. She was no psychic vampire.

She was however a child. Or maybe a young adult, however children are defined. She looked no older than 18. Her eyes were mystical and enlightened her already snow white skin. She was beautiful, in that her parents would of looked like models. She was short, which is what stood out to Carlisle the most. She looked so fragile.

"Don't be afraid." Mr Zetes said, holding his hand out to her. "Come, take a closer look." She shook her head and took a step back, holding her hair with her hands in a way that could rip it from the scalp. "You haven't met sophie yet, she is new here. Sophie say hello to Carlisle" he ordered.

"Hello," she said polietly, then looked back to Mr Zetes "Please, can I just go back to my room?" She pleaded. However Mr Zetes shook his head.

"I'm afraid I cannot allow that, because you see this crystal here might not mean anything to you yet but it means alot to some people. We cannot reveal it's location." He tilted his head, contemplating.

"I wouldn't tell anybody I swear." She held her hand to her heart. "Just please let me..."

-"Your not going anywhere tonight." Mr Zetes interupted.