The fire crackled and the glow illuminated your face as the moon got higher. Laughter from Daywalkers and Vampires from around the campfire rang in your ears. But one caught your attention the most. Victor was laughing with Vargas right next to you. His shoulder pressed against yours and it slightly shook as he laughed. You were a Daywalker. If your father, Commander Bright, saw that you were hanging out with Vampires? He’d have your leadership duties stripped faster than vampire flesh in the sun. But you didn’t care. Because with Victor, it was easy

Before seeing him in person, you saw him in visions. Fast ones. A glance at his face. A focus on his red and black hair. A flash of his smile. But now that he was sitting right next to you, it felt like a dream come true. He finished talking with Vargas before he turned to you. His eyes flashing from red to warm brown, his voice soft

“I found this cave we can sneak off to whenever your ready. It has some Daywalker symbols I need your help deciphering.”