*Marshall's POV*
That night I went to visit Dracon when everyone was a sleep. It was 9:00pm. I walked as slow as possible through the woods, over the stream, and made it to the patch of land where you could see the moon the brightest. "I know your here." I said. "Well cousin how long has it been? A century or two?" He said as he walked out of the shadows in an all white suit with his dark hair slicked back. "Enough, I'm here so what do you want?" I said growing agitated. "Oh you should know that tomorrow night, Halloween, will be your moon so I suggest you choose wisely but just so you know if you don't choose your vampire side over the human we might have to get a little dirty just like we did to Maria." He said. I sped towards him and pressed him against a tree "Don't you ever bring that name up again!" "Yes the aggression I like it besides we did what you could never do. She was making you weak." He said. I let him go. "See you don't even have the strength to kill me. Your just like your mortal father, Michael, weak and worthless. I still can't see what your mother saw in him." I walked off. "Don't you walk away from me!" He yelled and with in seconds we were face to face. "Don't show up tomorrow or we will do something far worst to the girl your were imprisoned with. Understood." I nodded my head then I continued walking. As I walked I thought about Maria. I saw flashes of her sandy brown wavy hair, her green eyes, and the library. I remember how much she loved to read and write. Then more flashes came. I saw the fear in her eyes. Tears stained her face. She was scared but not of me, the others. No, I can't do this. I can't think about it. Not yet anyways, not now. The flashes of images subsided slowly to a stop. I sat against a tree and thought about my life. The only thing I have in the world is my mother who is a crackhead vampire that does drugs and rules a kingdom. Yay mom. That's it, the rest of my life is gone. This is my miserable life which I can't take away from me. I got up took a deep breath and continued walking. I felt the snow crunch beneath my feet as I walked. Where to? I didn't know. I just walked. It was late, at least 11, as I decided to head back to crimson. As I made it most of the people should be seep by now. To my dismay Chase greeted me at the door. "What are you still doing up?" I asked as I walked past him, he followed. "I wanted to thank you." He said. "For what?" "For help saving one of our recruits-" "ex-recruit." I interrupted. "Right, but why? Why did you save her if you know she was part of Crimson? Since, you know, you haven't liked Crimson since the accident." I stopped in my tracks and turned to look at him. "When do we get to the thank you part." I said. "Oh, thank you also I was wondering if you would like to join Crimson again?" He said his voice getting smaller with each word. "Why would I join Crimson when I left for a reason that you know of cause you were there. You are the reason that I have to go by each day knowing that my father died here without revenge. I was eight Chase, eight years old you were right beside me when he died and when I wanted to go in to confront Carmon you stopped me! Why, why Chase if it was your father I wouldn't have stopped you!" I said my fists balled at my sides. He stood there quietly. I knew my words hurt him but I didn't care this was my father we were talking about. I turned and went for the place I haven't been since I was a kid. My old room. I pressed the button up the the 3rd floor and went straight down the hall to the last door on the right. I put my hand on the door knob and twisted it to the left, slowly. When I opened the door I was embraced with the same familiar smell of lemon and plaster, faded. I looked around and saw that the bed was and and the drawers were all in order. Just the way it was when I left it hasn't changed. I sat on the bed and looked in the mirror. I had blue eyes, dark hair, and a ridged face; like me father's. I hate that we like so much alike cause when I look into a mirror I don't see me I see him. I sighed, laid back and closed my eyes but I wasn't sleep. I didn't want to sleep cause I knew what was coming. Nightmares.
