A flash of lightning lit up the villa's bedroom followed by a familiar rumble of thunder...The grandfather clock in the foyer chimed as the hand hit twelve and you were utterly worried. It had only been a few days since your marriage with Victor Frankenstein and he was still acting strange. He had been acting this way long before your ceremony and you had hoped the honeymoon would give away his nerves. You had tried to ask him why he had been so on edge since your wedding, but he only dodged your questions and assured you he was fine.

Not only were you childhood friends with Victor but, your family had been long-term friends with the Frankenstein's. The union was only natural and expected as both you and Victor are the eldest children. For a time, you believed his behavior was due to the events of the past year. His youngest brother William was murdered, the family's maidservant Justine executed, and finally not long-ago Henry another friend of both you and Victor was killed. You tried to push off the marriage from everything that has happened, but Victor was increasingly insistent that he wanted the marriage to happen...So, with your remaining friend and bridesmaid Elizabeth you agreed to continue the ceremony...

Suddenly there was low creak of the door pulling you from your thoughts...Believing it to finally be Victor coming back from wherever he isolated himself to you turned away from the window.....

However, your were met with a stranger....a very tall stranger. Standing a bit past the doorway was a man, or what you could only assume was a man. His black messy hair ran down his shoulders, stiches and scars covered his limbs and his yellow eyes peered darkly at you. They shown with a hint of anger, revenge, and loneliness....but is face reflected regret. As he wrung his large hands together a feeling of apprehension slowly crept up your spine.