Chapter 1

The night was her friend. It always been, she wasn't sure when it started but she feels at home when the sun goes down in the horizon. The stars glitter like jewels across the sky and the moon illuminated a gentle glow in her bedroom. A smile creeps to her face that almost reached her eyes.

"Angel, I know you're still awake. Go to sleep." Marcella's voice came from the other side of the door. "You have an early class tomorrow."

"Yes Mother, good night." Her smile then reached her eyes.

Eighteen year old Alliyah Jane Lee shifted her body so that her back is on the bed. Her eyes looked up to the ceiling which was painted in midnight black with glittering little stars, just like outside. It was something that she didn't want to change when she and her mother redecorate her room when she turned sixteen. It reminded her of how beautiful and mysterious when the sun goes down. Like a curtain of a new play each night, it amazed her.

Are you not supposed to be as sleep? You have that exam in one of your college class tomorrow morning. The voice came. For the last 10 years of her life. That voice was like hypnosis in her dream. I can do many things with my voice sweetheart.

Alliyah sent him a smile. Your ego is rising, Jonathan, don't keep it up. As for me going to bed, I was waiting for you.

A wolfish smile came to her mind with an old century bow came next. I am at your service."

Her smile widens. My friend Lisa from my Literature class has this party tomorrow night at the beach on the east side shore of San Francisco. You told me that once I turned 18, we could meet. Well, I am now 18 years old.

Or are you going to make me wait another 10 years before we met?'

A boyish laughter filled her head. Alliyah came to terms that she was attracted to her mysterious encounter even thou she has never meet him in person. But every night when the sun goes down, they have made many conversations and have gotten to know each other.

On that first few years when they began having their nightly conversation, she realized that he sounded so alone. That he was far away from his home and different from other people. He was so much more. But what has gotten her attention in more than one occasion is that of his choice of words. It was the old century, like a count or a prince in the old forgotten days. And how he uses 'rising' and not waking up, he sleeps during the day and up and about at night, or how he uses the term 'feeding' and not 'eating' or 'getting food'.

Alliyah have asked these questions in more than one time, but the respond from her late-night friend was always the same. Do not ask questions on something you are not ready for just yet. You are still young and not ready but remember that I've always been truthful to you.

With a heavy sighed, Alliyah sent him an image of her shaking her head at him. You are being difficult, Jonathan, stop reading my mind all the time.

I cannot help it sweetheart. Your mind is just so creative and wonderful. I have not seen anyone with such imagination.

Proud that he have noticed. Alliyah sent him a smile. I have to be imaginative. It requires my major at my college. Anyway, I need to know your answer before I go to sleep, are you meeting me tomorrow night?

There was a moment of silence from him. Alliyah was used to it by now. Jonathan always thought things through before making his decisions. She realized of how much she have learned about him during the years. And when his respond came, he was calm and together.

I shall be there. He answered with full confidence.

Alliyah felt her heart jumped with excitement, and then took a step back. But I have never seen you in person before. How will I know that it is you?

Sweetheart, you will know the minute I arrive and you already know my face. Trust me. And she does, with her life. Sleep now. I will see you tomorrow evening.

He sent her a gentle caress in her cheek. Leaving a burning sensation of his lips touching her forehead as he always do every night before she sleeps. Alliyah sighed, closing her eyes as she slowly drifted to sleep.

A few miles away, he stood in the dark alleyway. He have feed that night and slowly made his way around the corner, leaving false memory on the young woman's mind that has followed him from a convenient store.

His prey was closed by. He could smell him in the air and then he spotted him. It was like a rotten meat for a flesh. The undead always seem to have it that way but then something else lurks in the air; their stained blood was different from many of the undead he encountered. It linger some sort of poison.

Jonathan VonClair stood tall and dangerous as he swiftly made his way around the crowded street of China Town and not even bumping on anyone around him. He has found the undead that were making the police go insane from its killing spree for the past week. The undead must die tonight before he kills anymore innocent lives.

For centuries, he has not seen in color or feels emotions for that matter. But for the past 10 years after so long, he have manage to keep his life at bay but the creature inside of him continues to fight to be released on every single waking day. But Jonathan has gotten it on a tight leash. He has found the one that will save him from the darkness or seek the dawn to end his life. But the problem was, she is still very young.

She has not brought back any emotions or colors into his life but he knew better. She was mature, and old enough to make her own decisions. But to his people, she was still a child. He could have said no but be near by to look after her. But who is he to refuse her? He just has to fight down his monster and be civilizing until she was ready for his claim.

Jonathan was close now. Undetected from the undead who was too busy devouring a young blond woman who was a passer by. The undead was greedily sucking away her blood and his fingernails dug through her bruised skin. She was close to death.

"I suggest you let her be evil one." Jonathan voice was alluring that the creature stopped in his track and quickly looked up just to fix his black orbs on the pair of emerald like eyes. "You shall let the woman go now. Tonight shall be your night of execution and you will embrace your faith just as you should have done many years ago."

The undead moved then. Letting go of the woman's body hit the ground with a soft 'thud' and turned his full attention on the hunter before him.

"You heart shall cease to beat now and you shall never harm anyone again." Jonathan continued his hypnosis on the undead. "You are tired. You do not wish to continue on living like this. Embrace your faith."

The undead began to shake like he was having a heart attack. His heart was being smattered from the inside of his body. He dropped to the ground, black blood spitting out of his mouth.

Jonathan gracefully raised one hand up in the air and swiftly brought it down like a knife in thin air. He sent a bolt of lightning straight through the vampire's heart. Killing him an instant and burned his flesh. Not a moment longer, Jonathan went to care for the victim

The woman was no more than 29 years old with two children to care for. She was a hard working mother who did not deserved of what just happened to her. Quickly, Jonathan left his body to enter the woman. To heal her from the inside out, he attacked the poison from her body first. A nasty little vermin's vampires bloods are, they are poisonous and even a skilled hunter could get affected if he wasn't careful. When he finishes, he healed the rest of some broken bones and the major bruise vanished.

When Jonathan returned to his own body, he made a quick change of memory on the lady's head of falling down. Making sure that she was going to make it home safely, he made certain that this hard working single mother was going to have her luck turned around. With that, he turned into vapor and swiftly took flight once he was up in the air.

One down, just two to go, they shall all be killed before the night is over. Jonathan seized the sky to hunt his prey and he knew, he will kill the vampires that band together that entered the city without fail. This was his territory

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