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Darkness, it seemed to envelop everything, all things. Darkness had always had its grip on people's minds. It was always at the back, trapped in a cage trying to break free only released when a terrible crime had been committed and the person responsible had become so isolated that the darkness had broken free, but for the undead(vampires)the darkness was never locked away, it was an ever present entity.

A force to be reckoned with that didn't want to be tamed or sated. All vampires lived with it, that was why nearly all of them were evil or drank blood. The darkness swamped their minds telling them, whispering and urging them to do it, to give in to the darkness let it relieve them of a thing that the had no control over. It was a hard thing to be tamed but it was possible and took years of practice.

Even the great Mitchell had not tamed it yet but someone else had, someone close to his heart, someone long forgotten in the past, with the war jumbled in his thoughts, a face that had faded along with the pictures of his youth. A shadow of a memory that couldn't quite bleed its way to the surface and probably never would without a reminder. And that reminder was coming.

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The life of Mitchell's little sister had never been easy, as a child she had been put down to only being good for one thing-in that age it was an honour but felt to her more like a child or woman being passed on so the family didn't have to deal with her anymore-to get married and have kids and that should have been a good thing for her but of course her mother after her brother had gone to war had found the most unattractive person ever for her to be with(Was she trying to get her daughter to hate her?).

Of course she herself was not that easy on the eyes but she had always thought that she had some beauty all be it maybe locked away under her pale skin somewhere. As a child she had been close to her brother who was five years older then she.

At the age of 18 she had started the process of being introduced to men at parties or even in the street during the day, it was standard procedure in the those days or at least her mother and father said it was, at the age of nineteen she had found a relatively decent looking man that her mother had introduced her to, he wasn't good looking but he had some charm about him.

He was good with words and he seemed like he had an ora of an old man yet he was young, well young for someone of her age to be with, he was in his twenties at least maybe a little bit older, but in the time an age she had been in age didn't matter as long as the man had money and a home and could provide for the woman then nothing else mattered, many other times she had heard of women being married off to men as old as fifty, it disgusted her but to many other people it respected power and money, it came down to how greedy someone was.

This man that she was courting seemed to have all of that, safe to say he ticked the right boxes until came that day, the day the letter came, the letter that told of her brothers untimely death, her heart had broken that day, sitting on her bed in the middle of the night with the bedside light still on with the letter stuck to her chest as tears ran down her pink swollen cheeks, she had lost the only person that mattered to her, she had always hoped that someday her brother would come back for her, save her from the fate that she was being held to, but it seemed that dream was over.

She had spent half the night crying and when it got to the darkest part of the night her feet had crashed to the floor with almost no sound and had began to lead her somewhere, her mind seemed to be on autopilot when she had appeared at the front door of the house that the man soon to be her husband lived, without hesitation her hand had moved the door handle and she had opened the door to the house and had moved to the first room that her feet stopped at. The living room, it was filled with what seemed to be well dressed men drinking from red stained glasses.

That should have been the first indication to say that she was in trouble but still her legs had moved until she was standing in the middle of the men, curious eyes layed upon her and she began to speak.

"My brother is dead i don't want this life anymore, i have come her to" That was as far as she got before she felt a searing pain in her wrist. Her eyes turned to see a man drinking from her and confusion lit her face.

"You don't want this life, but what about a new one, away from regimes and people telling you what to do, live a life that is your own and we will give you that" a silky voice had invaded her ear and that was how she had become part of the darkness living with people who in truth were older then they let on, some where many years and some were nearly a century, it was amazing how long some had lived for, some even called themselves the old ones, but in her travels none had ever heard of a man named Mitchell except for a barren few.

the men had described him as the most brilliant monster some even wished to be like him, they had pointed her in his direction but had found nothing, just a funeral parlour burn't down, a final scope of the place revealed a vampire who had lost most of herself, she seemed to know where the man named Mitchell had gone, with two other people, a wolf and a ghost.

And then began the search, for a lost brother that she had mourned and now hopefully she was going to get back.

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Many months after the finding out about Mitchell and his secret, things had started to return back to normal, well it would never go back to the way it was or that was the feeling of Nina but the others had started to accept Mitchell again and be normal around him and basically trust him.

Annie had even started her find Mitchell a job campaign again which seemed this time to be going quite well, she had finally got him a job and he seemed to be good at it. It was buying and selling goods, which mean't he never had to come into contact with people. Of course he went outside but he didn't have to mix with people anymore if he didn't want to. It seemed to be his dream job. Nina and George were back at the hospital and making good progress within it.

George had been promoted to head linguist in the hospital which meant he got to speak languages all the time, it was a dream for him he loved conversing with people who he didn't know. And Nina was just doing the normal job she always did, nothing new and nothing special. George and Nina had also started making baby plans the unborn little one.

The had found out that the baby would be ok from the werewolf transformations and that the baby would be healthy. It all seemed like a dream for them. Annie was so immersed with the baby news that it was like she had forgotten about Mitchell. He knew though not to be upset or even mad, as Annie had always wanted children and would never get them so Nina's baby was also kind of Annie's baby, it was a crazy sounding idea but it was true.

Everything was going amazing it seemed, until one day a new person came into their lives, someone who would steal attention of their favourite vampire.