Prologue
The night was like any other. Quiet and Peaceful. The moon shone illuminating a small village. Julian Valaro walked quietly from his home.
The small boy was very thin. Sickly thin. His hair was long, unkempt, and blond. It hung in thin strands across his face. His green eyes found the barn.
Moving with confidence through the dark he walked toward the barn doors. His father had asked him to bring in the bucket he had left while feeding the cows. Julian loved the smell of the barn. It made him relax and it felt like home. He approached their cow. "Hey girl" he said smiling. The cow looked at him and leaned forward when he reached his hand forward and petted her head.
Julian smiled. He loved how Linzy did this. He moved on from her and found the bucket in the corner. As he reached down he thought he smelt something. Smells like smoke.
Julian was instantly on alert. A fire could be disastrous for the village. Quickly filling his bucket with water he ran outside. He bore witness to one of the most shocking things he had ever seen. The village was on fire. Every house was suffocating in black flames. A thick black liquid and a deep red liquid stained the ground. They mixed forming sick dark red patterns. Julian gasped. The red liquid was blood.
Panicking he ran to his house. The smoke from the fire pulsed. He tried to get near the house but is father burst forward. He was covered in the thick black liquid. "Monster!" he screamed falling to his knees. His faced fell to his hands. Julian ran and hugged him. His father finally seemed to notice him. A look of relief overtook his sadness. "Julian…" he breathed in engulfing his son in a hug.
"Dad what happened?" Julian asked "where's momma?" the man shook as sobs overtook him. "She was murdered." Julian's heart stopped. His mother, dead. He couldn't believe it. He clutched his father and cried. His sadness was soon replaced by a burning hatred. He wanted to find the man responsible and kill him. "Who..?" His father didn't need to hear anymore. "An evil creature" Julian could feel the anger behind the words. It amplified his own anger. He wanted to find this creature and kill it. His father read his thoughts.
"We'll kill him. We'll kill them all."
