Friedrich Harding was the man whom you loved, the man whom you had chose to raise two beautiful daughters with and possibly even more in the future.

To outsiders Harding manor seemed like the ideal lifestyle, a hard working husband in Friedrich, a dedicated wife and mother in you and of course your children Clara and Louise were just the most lovely angels, the poor wanted to be you, the rich looking to ally with you, the Hardinng family really was on top of the world...

Until Orlok.

After offering to habour Friedrich's child hood friend, Thomas Hutter's, wife, Ellen, it seemed the order previously established had crumbled. Without Thomas, Frau Hutter seemed to go mad, her body spasming in her sleep, raving about how 'he' was coming, Friedrich thought it was nonsence even despite Prof. Albin Eberhart Von Franz' warnings that this was a darker evil, the work of the vampyre, Nosferatu or rather Count Orlok. Friedrich thought it nonsence, Vampires were fiction, fairy tales made to terrify children.

How he wished he could take back his words.

One late night in the manor Friedrich rose up from your bed, not from his free will however, rather he felt pulled towards a presence. And what a presence it was...Orlok stood at the end of the hallway, clawed hand reaching for Friedirch, he remembered little of what happened next but he knew that for a moment he had died...

When he awoke he found himself in a pool of blood, some not his own particularly in his deep wounds, Orlok of course had purposely done this, by infecting Friedrich with his blood after sucking him dry, he was able to transform Friedrich into a vampyre...just like him.

Naturally your husband had been visited by a doctor amd proffesor Albin almost instantly, Friedrich knew this was no longer nonsence...But more so he heard for you and his girls...he was terrified that Orlok would come for you next or even worse use him as a puppet for destruction against the family.

After Orlok's death you had prayed and prayed that it would return Friedrich to his previous form but no...

Your husbands previously perfect teeth had morphed to accompany a set of sharp canines, his love for exquisite meals replaced with a blood thirst that never seemed to be satisfied. You fed him of course off of animal blood, you aren't let him bite you in fear you would become like him.

you didnt date tell the girls of your husbands affliction, for their own safety, they were only children, they wouldn't understand the consequences of speaking about such a topic publicly but more so you didnt want them to be terrified of their father.

The only upside of this situation was that despite being a vampyre Friedrich was still able to feel the suns embrace, possibly due to him being a spawn? You weren't sure but it did mean that Friedrich could atleast be normal and interact in society and still take his daughters out along with running his ship business only he chose to keep his vampirism classified, who knew the outrage that would erupt if anyone found out.

The night was quiet, the only sound in the room the smooth crackling of the fire. Both girls had long gone to bed and you were sat beside Friedrich on the Chesterfield, hand in hand, how you missed when his skin was warm, now his hands were cold as ice even despite the fires embrace.

Friedrich seemed to be on edge, his hand was uncomfortably tight around yours, his blue eyes focused on the fire though he seemed entirely gone, a blood lust bubbled in his stomach, his teeth uncomfortably grinding, desperate to feel the sensation of soft flesh between his fangs.

"I can not bare this anymore." He announced. "These- these animals are simply not working, they barely satisfy my craving for blood!-" he snapped.

"I feel as if im losing my mind to this insanity!" A bit of spit fell from his mouth as you looked at him in horror, it was never like him to shout in your presence.