Beacon Hills Hospital

30 December 1997 (a day after Eleanor was born)

"Are you sure about this?" Mr. Martin asked his wife in disbelieve.

With a heavy heart, Natalie Martin nodded and signed her name on the paper.

The hospital staff couldn't believe it when they heard Natalie was putting her baby in Eichen House. Sure, the baby doesn't have a pulse nor a breath, at least, she's alive. All children deserve to be loved by their parents.

Gabriel Valack smiled in satisfaction. He'll make sure the baby will never step foot outside of Eichen. He knows what she is and what she'll become if she's friends with the wrong people.

The girl is dangerous. More dangerous than anyone he ever met.

"Eleanor Martin," Valack said as he read the paper. "A beautiful name for a beautiful girl."

"You'll take care of her right?" Natalie asked.

Valack smiled devilishly, "She will have the best care."