November 1st, 1791

'This was never supposed to happen. Never. Ever. I wasn't supposed to end up pregnant! Why was I damned with this child!' The hooded figure set the child down on the step of the old church, knocked on the heavy wooded door, and ran off into the misty night. A elder priest stepped out and picked up the little bundle. He hurried inside, fearing the child may contract pneumonia. He pulled back the blanket over his eyes, and gasped at the sight.

"My, my. Victoria! We've got another one!" he called.

"Yes, Father Richard. I'll make arrangements for him at St. Theresa's Orphanage."

"They won't know how to handle him. Let's keep him here for now."

"Then when will he leave for the orphanage?"

"When he's ready."

"Okay," the young nun replied with a bow.

The priest set the young baby on one of the beds in the spare room. 'Dear Lord. Please bless this child. He may be the "spawn" of Satan but he has a heart. He will do what he sees fit, and live an honorable life. I shall see to it. Amen.'

November 1st , 1797

"Happy birthday, Seth!"

"What's so happy about it?"

"It's your birthday! Come on! The adults even set up a party!"

"If they went to that much trouble I guess I can."Seth and his best friend, Milo, walked down the stairs into the living room.

"Happy belated birthday Seth!"

He forced a smile, "Thank you so much.."Seth reached forward a took a present off of the stack. He slowly tore his way through the wrapping paper, lifted the lid, and pulled out a tarantula. 'No way.. that's so awesome..' He lifted the spider out of the packaging, and closely brought it near his friend.

"Ah! Get it away!"

"Oh, come on. It won't hurt you!"

"No! Get it away!!" Milo shrieked.Seth smirked, showing his teeth. He realized it was too late. They had seen them. The teeth he loathed. He watched as everyone he thought had cared about him backed away in fear. Seth picked up his spider, its cage, and walked back up the staircase. 'Damn it. I finally thought I found a place to stay and live for a while, then I go and screw it up. Damn it!' He thought as he hit his forehead against the wall of his room.

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

'Not that terrible dream again. I never want to live through that ever again. But what choice do I have? Our kind is not that easy to kill. Absolution doesn't come easily to vampires. Another day, another pain. Might as well as get up and get dressed for school.'Seth slowly got out of bed, pulled on the wretched school uniform, and walked downstairs. He grabbed a bowl of cereal for breakfast, but decided against it. It didn't look very appetizing. He pulled his black sweatshirt on, grabbed his backpack, and walked outside. He grabbed his car keys from his pocket, slid into the driver's seat, and went to pick up Noa. He pulled into her driveway, just as she came out the door. 'Black boots, black skirt, purple shirt. As always.'

"Hey.""Hey. How are you?" he asked."A little tired. But you think I'd be used to it by now. You?"

"Eh. Just a bit spacey," he replied, pulling out of the driveway, and heading toward the high school. He pulled into the parking lot, helped Noa out of the car-such a gentleman-, and they walked into school. Noa knew she would be receiving death glares; Seth was a local chick magnet in their small town. Yet he had rejected every single girl that had asked him out. Strange; but that was the way Seth was.