-Please let me know if you like it I'm still working on it and this is my first idea for a book please give helpful criticism but please try not to be harsh thank you all goes well ill finish the book.-
Chapter one: The Memory
The smoke was rising from between the floor boards Voltair was running across the squeaky floor board each groaning under his weight. The floor in front of him burst into flames quickly falling apon the Templars after him and his family. Voltair jumped but as he did the boards holding him up gave out throwing him against the wall he sat up and rubbed his iridescent purple eyes his vision blurred by the flames slowly engulfing the building "Jullie ... where are you" he shouted choking on the smoke now constricting his throat. "Jullie!" he shouted once more as he got to his feet he looked around still choking on the smoke. He heard a faint scream "Jullie" he whispered as his heart started pounding as the adrenaline kicked in he clutched his fist as he bolted across the room as he slammed into the solid wood wall smashing through he would fall to the earth landing on his feet.
Voltair stood up looking about trying to locate his beloved Jullie. He heard her scream and just like that he bolted after her knowing she was in the square but not because his vampiric traits no this was the special connect they had he knew that no matter what he would find her and protect her till his last breath.
He made it to the square just in time to see his beloved caught ablaze by the Templars those who wanted to end his life at any cost even the life of a mortal. Vilkas flew into vengeful rage targeted everything and nothing all at once. He lunged at his targets going so fast he was a blur. Vilkas was feeling something new flowing through his veins something so powerful it made him roar with pleasure and delight as his hand shot out stabbing through a young squires chest his heart in Vilkas's hand still beating as he crushed it with his iron grip and quickly threw the motionless body at the others as he rushed towards them.
Vilkas picked 2 of the Templars up by their throats squeezing trying to crush their windpipes as a loud clicking noise rang out as a large crossbow bolt shot into the right side of his chest he threw the Templars and quickly disappeared.
Vilkas was just outside of town laying in the fields blood poring from his body he rolled over and the images of last night came rolling back to him and he wept with grief over his tragic lose. He was only 16 but his heart longed for Jullie and he knew she was his soul mate.
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Chapter 2:
Just like that the memory was gone and Voltair was now wide awake sweating drastically his once purple eyes now a soulless white. "Jullie" he whispered pulling a locket from his shirt holding it tightly in his hand. It had been 1000 years since the lose of his sweet Jullie but still he longed for her but still he felt as though it was his fault. He knew what would happen if some found out a mortal was betrothed to marry a blood sucker of the Blood Moon coven one who was heir to the throne apon his fathers passing of power during Voltairs's 18th rising of the blood moon that is till the inferior Templar knights and their attack on the Blood Moon coven 2 years after Jullies death. They killed thousands of vampires several being of the council of nine one of which was Voltair's father , Lord Syris who died protecting his only son.
