Greetings all! I hope you like this story. I'm eventually going to make it into a series, but I'll tell you more about that once I have this story finished or close to being finished. I will say I got the inspiration for this story after watching my Underworld DVD over this past weekend. I actually started this fic earlier, but lost inspiration for a while. But now it's back and I hope you all like the story.

I'd also like to inform the people out there, that I am not following the Hollywood rules to vampires. That means religious symbols, like crosses, do NOT affect vampires (the only way they could be affected by a religious symbol is if it was thrown at them), sunlight has no killing effect on vampires but it does weaken their powers to the point they're more like normal humans, silver does hurt a vampire since they are allergic to it, and they don't have to drink blood every night, just a few times a week. This is just my version of vampires taken from other sources and from what I believe could possibly affect a vampire. If that bothers anyone, you don't have to read the story, no one is forcing you to do so. But I hope you do read the story. It would make me happy. :)

Anything recognizable in this story does not belong to me but their respective owners.

They have lived for centuries. They walk in the shadows of night, seeing us but we never seeing them. They have prowled the streets of this land since we have had recorded history. They are the epitome of our nightmares, yet we do not know where they came from. Personally, I do not wish to know such a thing. I am a holy man, a monk, and the horrors I have seen these creatures do is not for the faint of heart.

But not all are evil. Days ago I was saved by one of them from his own kind. He ordered me back to the monastery for my own safety and I've not left since. They call me coward here now, but I know I am safe. They still believe that religious symbols will protect them. I know better. That is why I keep a pure silver dagger with me at all times.

The creature who saved me actually entered the monastery and wished to speak with me. In the daylight. I agreed and he informed me that there was a war going on within his own kind. Unknown members of a cult were determined to slaughter humans until all lay dead or in servitude. When I asked him why he was telling me this, he looked into my eyes and told me the survival of my kind rested not just on him and those like him, but also rested with me and my kind.

I believe he was hiding something from me. His eyes may have been boring into my own, but I saw the look in his eyes. I have been marked for death. That is why I am writing this down, to warn those who wish to know about the world that lives in darkness. Stay away from it. If you see a passing figure who is paler than he or she should be, flee for your life, I beg of you. If you do not, you will become the vampire's meal.

I have done all I can to warn…something is outside my window. Remember these words that I have written here. I believe they have at last come for me.

Brother David Michaels

I know it was short, but it was only the prologue. More chapters will be on the way, don't worry. And for any Underworld/vampire fans out there, Underworld: Evolution comes out tomorrow. :does happy dance: Now be kind and review. More reviews equals faster updates.