Victor had visions of you, a fierce Daywalker no Vampire should have ever had visions of. You had the same visions of him, and maybe, just maybe, it was a sign. He saw you in his head too often, he took out a small sketch book and drew you from memory. I have to say, that picture was damn impressive.

Everyone, the Daywalkers and Vampires, met at a camp. Camp Rayburn. You looked Victor in the eye and smiled softly.

"It's you.." you said, nearly inaudible.

"It's you" he said, smiling softly and more enthusiastic.