When I found Vincent's egg in the sewer tunnels... it was cracked and I did not think that it would hatch ...but than later that night it did .

I knew from the very beginning that something was wrong. He was not like the others ...his development was slower .I realized that he would have challenges ahead .I realized that the burden of his training would be something that I would have to deal with for the rest of my life ...but that would not make me love him any less ...it would only make me love him more.I never told his brothers that he was different than them .I could not bear the thought of sending him away ...the guilt of sending him away. Whatever the failings I counted them as my own failings... whatever the hardships I counted them as my own hardships. I was determined to save him...even if it ment saving him from himself ...perhaps I tried to hard...I only have myself to blame ...on that day ...on that fateful black day ...the demons that haunted him finally came out ...on the awful day of the magic box...