Hello everybody. This story follows the description of vampires in Twilight, mostly. Not all of it though. You don't have vampires by the way. The head character of this story will be Ilfert. He is a bit like Carlisle, but his past is much different. Enjoy this story. By the way, the chapters will come slowly, but are very big, so be prepared.

Chapter 1: Ilfert, the man who knew vampires

Ilfert was sitting in his big office. It was the year 1621. Ilfert was an average man, he had blond, silky hair and blue eyes. They were sparkling. He was looking at the woman in front of him with a serious look on his face. She was smiling, her white hair was pinned up with an old looking hairpin. One second she looked like she was about forty years old, the next she looked like she was at most 20. Her eyes stayed the same topaz color.

"Ilfert."

She spoke in a music like voice. She sat down on a huge chair, one of his. He nodded at her, knowing she could read his thoughts.

"Guinevra."

He answered in his normal calm voice. Guinevra was a vampire. He had known her for almost 6 years. He was the only human she revealed her true self to. He knew Guinevra was not her real name. She didn't want to tell him her real knew, but it was alright for him. He had painted many pictures of her. One of them was hanging behind him. It was a big picture. Guinevra was laughing at him, while dancing in a meadow. Her topaz eyes looking at him, her white dress was swirling around her ankles, her white hair was being moved by the wind and her pale skin looked like a normal skin because of the light color of her dress. This same narrow face was now looking at him for real. In only a thousand of second she was at his desk, looking very seriously at him.

"Ilfert, I'm going to leave London. I now look like a lucky fifty year old woman, but I can't make myself look older. I hope I'll see you again after this, Ilfert. I really love you. You know that. You also know I can't take you with me."

Yes, she had told him that. On a night, when she told him about her biggest secret.

Flashback

A younger Ilfert put his hands on Guinevra's shoulders. He looked at her very seriously.

"You're not human, you're name is not Guinevra, I know those things for sure. Please tell me what is going on. I promise I won't run away."

She gave him a sad smile.

"You figured it out? How?"

He nodded.

"You were too fast, to elegant, to beautiful. Your skin is pale, you don't eat, you don't drink, you don't sleep. And… you look at me with a strange expression on your face every time I call you Guinevra."

She smiled at him.

"You are a very smart young boy."

He growled at her.

"I am not a boy anymore, I am an adult!"

She was still smiling.

"To me, you are a boy."

He narrowed his eyes.

"Then how old are you?"

Her smile faded.

"I have been nineteen for 4521 years now."

His mouth fell open.

"Really? Then what are you?"

There was no hint of smile on her face anymore now.

"I am a vampire, Ilfert."

He smiled.

"But you don't feed at humans, do you."

Now she smiled again.

"No, I don't."

He frowned.

"Is it difficult?"

He didn't state what he was thinking about when he asked that, but she precisely answered what he wanted to know.

"No, I have never fed from humans and I have had centuries of experience. I can even slaughter a human without having to feed from it. Not that I want to slaughter someone. I feed of animals and I have done so for years. I couldn't kill someone."

Ilfert nodded. He looked at her with a dreamy look on his face.

"Did you ever turn someone into vampire?"

She shook her head furiously.

"No and I would never do that to anyone, no matter how much I love that person. Ilfert, people have to die when their time is there. I don't want to give anyone this cursed life."

End flashback

He smiled. He now knew that even back then, she was in love with him just as much as he was in love with her. She had trusted and still did trust him so much, just like he trusted her.

He had been to her house so many times. He knew all the people that lived in the big house were vampires. He also knew that when she left, she would take the whole house with her. He nodded. To take him with her meant to make him a vampire. And she wouldn't do that, he knew that for sure.

"I'll miss you, Guinevra. I hope to see you again, but I know it's probably impossible."

She nodded.

"I'll go home now, you need your sleep, Ilfert, goodbye. Good luck."

And then she was gone. She had probably jumped out of his window and raced to her house. He looked to the painting and sighed. He would really miss Guinevra. She was his first love.

1 year later

It was dark. Ilfert walked through the city. He had had a late appointment and was on his way home now. He knew someone was watching him, but that happened all the time since Guinevra left. Suddenly he stopped. He had heard something, someone. He was right. A gorgeous looking woman had appeared in front of him. He immediately knew he was in trouble. The woman was a vampire. He knew he couldn't outrun her. She was smiling at him in psychotic way.

"Hello, meal."

He shivered, but glared at her with all his hate. He didn't know what his options were, he couldn't fight nor run. His only possible savior could be Guinevra, but he was sure she wasn't around right now. The vampire chuckled.

"You are very interesting meal, you don't run nor fight. I can see you are not paralyzed in fear. Interesting and boring. I could leave you, but then the Volturi would kill me. Ciao, little human."

Without any hesitation she bit down in his neck. He didn't scream, knowing it was no use. She didn't kill him, though, because she was thrown of him by an unknown person. Deep down Ilfert knew who that person was. He also knew that she couldn't prevent that he would become a vampire. The venom had already spread too much. The person grabbed him and brought him to another place. The person gave him a sad smile and before Ilfert closed his eyes and fell unconscious, she told him her name.

"I am Sanguine Zehr."

Years later

Ilfert covered his mouth and nose with his hands. A human was here. It was still difficult to be around humans for him. He had never even thought of feeding of humans. Thank Guinevra, no Sanguine, for that. He had decided to come closer and closer to human territory until he could cope being around them, without attacking them. He wanted to be as good as Sanguine, he wanted to help people. He smiled and took his hand of his face and breathed. Ok, it wasn't too difficult to not attack the human. Even when he got closer, he didn't have the urge to bite him/her. That was good. He looked at the human from behind a tree. It was a young girl, around the age of 7. She was crying.

"Mummy, Daddy, where are you?"

She was lost! Poor girl. He had to help her and bring her to the city again. He stepped toward her, from behind the tree. She shrieked in fear. He smiled to her. He surely must have looked like a maniac, he was wearing clothes that were years old and covered in blood at the collar from were he was bitten by the vampire woman.

"It's alright, you'll be save. I'm Ilfert Mustrow. And you are?"

She looked up at him with a tear streaked face.

"I am Cibella."

He took her hand and walked in the direction of the nearest human smelling place. When they were a bit closer, he heard voices calling out far away. Cibella couldn't hear them yet.

"Cibella, my darling, where are you? Cibella!"

He came to the conclusion that they were her parents. He took her toward the voices and found that two very worried women and a man were the ones calling the girl. When they girl heard their voices, she started calling back.

"Mummy, daddy! Ilfert, that's my mummy, my nanny and my daddy!"

He took her to her parents and nanny. They were all very grateful. Cibella's father shook his hand.

"I am Martin Dackard. Thank you for saving my daughter. I will give you anything you want. Please stay at my house for the night."

Ilfert agreed to do that, even if he didn't need sleep nor food. He was glad he had hunted today, because their smells were very tempting and the house was the home of many humans. He was brought to a beautiful room and he was given new clothes. They were very expensive, just like his other set of clothes. When he went down to the diner room, Cibella wasn't there. Her mother came in and she looked very worried.

"Cibella is sick. The doctor says he doesn't know what is wrong with her. I'm so worried!"

Ilfert gave her a small smile.

"Shall I take a look at her?"

The woman nodded, clearly almost crying. He went upstairs, to the Cibella's room. She was lying on a big bed and was coughing and sneezing all the time. She was also burning up. He smelled that something in her throat was out of place. A inflamed throat? Probably. He shared his suspicions with the family. The doctor nodded.

"Yes, that could be the case. In that case, she should be resting and drinking much water. I don't know what else to do. Also, someone should stay with her all the time."

Ilfert saw almost everyone was deadly tired, so he decided to take the job. But before he let the others leave, he instructed them to get something made of thyme. His mother had always given that to him when he had a sore throat. After that, the whole family left the room. Only moments later, a servant came in with a steaming cup in her hand. She gave him a short smile.

"Here, sir, what was your name again?"

He smiled.

"I haven't said it yet, excuse me for my rudeness. I am Ilfert Mustrow. Thank you for the thyme."

He gave the drink to the girl, who almost choked on it. He held her very carefully and patted her back. When he looked up, he saw the woman was smiling at him.

"You are a very loving person, mister Mustrow. I think you would be an excellent father."

He grimaced, but quickly made up a smile.

"I would like to become a doctor. I think I have to study a bit, though."

The woman nodded.

"You would make an excellent doctor too. But you know, even if you can't have your own children, you can have children, who lost their parents, or whose parents aren't able anymore to care for their children. Good luck with your life, mister Mustrow."

"Thank you. You too, miss…?"

"My name is Sylvia."

"Miss Sylvia."

"I won't live long anymore, though, and you have a whole life open for you."

Ilfert always thought the woman knew more than she was saying. But at that moment he just smiled at her, when she disappeared out of the room.

The next morning Sylvia was found dead in her bed, she had died in her bed. Ilfert cared for the girl almost 24 hours a day, only being away to feign sleeping for a few hours. She gradually got better and when she heard of the death of Sylvia she cried big tears. Sylvia had been her nanny before she got to old to carry her. That was why the other woman, Molly, was now her nanny.

When the girl finally got better, Ilfert said goodbye to the family Dackard. Long after he had left for the woods, he saw the smiling face of Cibella in his mind. He was determined to become a doctor now. He studied for years and his tolerance for blood kept growing, until eventually it didn't even bother him, when many patients at once were covered in bleeding wounds.

He thought back at Cibella many times. He hoped she had gotten a good life. The girl deserved it. The words of Sylvia stayed on his mind, though, and he found himself often longing for a son or daughter. It was only centuries later, he found someone suitable for being his child. He was working at a hospital a quiet town then.


Over already, you're saying? This is pretty long for what I normally do. Please review! I hope to see you next time!

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