Note: It took me such a long time to think of what to write next. It actually took me 3 tries (I wrote pages of the next chapter then re-did it) until I was finally satisfied somehow.

You guys were probably expecting another entry from Bella, but I changed it a bit. Benjamin (from Breaking Dawn) is originally one of the protagonists of my story (mainly for his awesome powers) and since I was having issues with Bella's POV, I wrote Benjamin's [in journal form], though I will be using 3rd-person omniscient for the actual happenings. Also, this chapter isn't really far-fetched from ch.1 cuz they are in the same period and every chapter will connect with each other. As for Bella...I'll still write some of her entries but until then, read what the Egyptian coven's up to.

Review if you want me to continue...

Benjamin's Journal

Three years have passed and we're still in hiding. I don't know why but Amun never altered his decision. Was he this attached to secrecy? But there was no reason to hide anymore; there are no living humans and the Armageddon happened years ago.

Now I am living in the new millennium with my coven, having discovered how to live on ice. Did Amun just wish to keep this knowledge and my help from all the others like us? He did tend to only care for our little kin but with the method I helped devise, we could save most of our kind. But somehow, I couldn't convince him to travel freely.

Amun has been acting reticently and of course, I couldn't get much from Kebi. She was as quiet as our frozen surroundings. When I asked Tia for any supposition, she had been clueless as I was.

I slightly interrogated our leader, but our conversation nearly ended as a conflict. I needed answers.

Benjamin stopped writing and strode swiftly towards Amun, who was excavating a frozen corpse from the ice and laid it directly under the sunlight. He was oblivious to Benjamin's presence and was about to leap into the hole again until Benjamin encircled his forearm and he had to face him.

"What?" Amun asked, somewhat irritated.

"Tell me what's going on," Benjamin demanded and Amun merely looked away. Benjamin repeated his query until Amun finally responded.

"I'm trying to figure this all out," Amun replied abruptly, as if his most cherished possession was bothering him to an extent. Maybe he was but Benjamin was relentless. "I do not want to live like this and I'm trying to find a way to live differently."

"You can't live differently because this is the only way," Benjamin reminded his leader. "Amun, why don't we find survivors like us and share what we know? This dead Earth is big enough for more than four vampires."

"Because we don't know what's out there. If there are survivors like us, they will be savages and take what we have."

Benjamin laughed humorlessly and uttered, "So a small knowledge of survival would kill us all? Can you be this selfish, Amun?"

"For centuries, you've seen the best of me and yet, you still indicate the wrong doings you think I am conceiving. Yes, you do have power over me but that doesn't mean that I have to address everything to you."

"People have died, Amun. I know how you felt about losing this world but you're not the only one. I may not have known much humans but I did have immortal friends. I haven't seen them for more than nine centuries and now, I don't even know if they're still living."

"What I'm undergoing right now does not involve your comrades, Benjamin," his voice implied such finality. "I'll tell you someday, but not any time soon. I'm sorry for acting in such a hostile manner but it will end, I swear."

Before Benjamin could ask what exactly was going to end, Amun leaped into the wide hole he had dug for excavation.

The hole became more extensive as Amun came down and when he reached the solid ground, he sighed. He then ambled to his left and several feet later, he reached a vertical hole. He slipped through the icy tunnel and within seconds, he was in a dome-like space and not far upward was the ice-covered building he had discovered several months ago.

Amun tactfully slid the window panel aside and jumped inside the low-lit room. From the shadowed corner, a beautiful, pale figure emerged with a relieved countenance.

"I honestly do not understand why such a couple would decide to have a baby in this era," the man complained, his accent unrecognizable.

"It was accidental, Leo," Amun prompted then walked over the slumbering woman on the matted floor, wraped in layers of apparels and blankets, her covered torso visibly round and inflated with an unborn child. "Has she eaten?"

"She's been asleep for hours but that's normal, I suppose," Leo answered, shrugging.

"Have you eaten?"

"You are an unfaltering pessimist, you know that? Do you not trust me, Amun? I will never kill our only hope of reviving this world."

"She's one of the only hopes we have," Amun sighed. "Her child will begin a new generation of humans and once I tell this to Benjamin, he would certainly help me renew at least part of the land."

"Why not tell him now?"

"He has to discipline himself. He's disgusted with our lifestyle and this woman is the only thing that will satiate his taste. I will not let him kill any survivors."

"What if he finds the others? You know how their scent will appeal to hungry vampires within miles. Fortunately, you've found this place for the human and no one from above could smell her. Luckily, you're vampire hasn't entered the hole yet."

"Which vampire?" a different voice spoke and both vampires stared at the hollow window, where Benjamin's bloodred eyes were focused on the sleeping human.