it was the year 1843 you lived in a small isolated town in Britain, near the main city of London. your small town was surrounded by deep forests that were said to have vampires before the hunters had burned down the Vampire royal family 100 years ago. many still believe vampires were still in the woods and people would often report strange sounds coming from the forest and people would find dead bodies ripped apart.

it was a cold dark night the moon being the only light in the dark forest you had stumbled into after seeing Emily the very kind woman who owned the tailoring store following a man into the tall trees. you knew you shouldn't have followed but something told you to, maybe it was just curiosity or maybe you wanted to see if she needed help. either way you were stupid for giving in and following, now you were lost in the dark forest with animals and possibly vampires. you were now trying to find a way out rather then find Emily and the man, as you walked through the dark woods you tried to not think of what could be behind you or next to you. you just needed to find a way out and you needed to find it fast. you stepped over a big fallen tree then froze as you heard a small noise, it sounded like someone struggling. you slowly turned looking in the gap in the trees and bushes only to find the man and sweet Emily, her once tan skin pale and her eyes that were always so full of light empty. the mans face was buried into her neck were blood was dripping from, he was a vampire. you were frozen in fear your heart pounding and your breathing stopped just watching as he drained the blood from her. you suddenly snapped out of it and took a small step back trying to get away unnoticed, but just your luck you had stepped on a twig making it snap under your weight. the mans head snapped up blood dripping off his fangs, his narrow blood red eyes staring into yours. he dropped Emily her body making a thud as it hit the ground. she had marks on her arms from his sharp nails breaking her skin, he stood up straight standing at 6'8" his long black straight hair moving with the wind. licked the blood from his lips then took a step for you, you turned and started to run as fast as your legs could take you. you went deeper into the forest pushing past pushes and jumping over fallen trees. it was no use, he was faster then you. you look tripped falling down a small ditch, your clothes ripping slightly and dirt staining them. you groaned too weak to get up, you look over and see him standing above you. "humans are so stupid. You think you’re going to get away?" he asked his voice low, deep, and sounding disgusted. he had an old accent one you had never heard before. he had no remorse for killing Emily, he didnt care. he was Cruel, ruthless, and just evil. He was staring at you as if you were the most disgusting and pathetic thing to ever exist