Prologe:

            The trees scraped against the curtain-drawn windows.  The wind picked up the leaves and howled.  A wolf cried to the full moon that had just appeared from behind the dark clouds that covered the night sky.  An owl hooted in the eerie dark forest.  The shadows made strange figures on the ground.  The roof creaked in the old Victorian house, where a young teenage girl cried out.

            Her room was near the attic.  It was almost completely pitch black within, except for the candle light in the corner.  It showed the tear stuck face of the girl.  The tears streaked down her pale face.  Her eyes red and her body shaking as she sat on the queen size bed.  Her black hair knotted and in her face.

            Her eyes widened as she looked up at the knife.  It’s blade shining within the candlelight.  Her eyes widened more as she saw the killer’s lips, curved into a perfect smirk as fangs prodded over them.

            “Please! Please! Don’t kill me, I won’t tell anyone!!” she screeched.  Her hands trying to block her face.

            The knife can down upon her heart.  Poor girl, she didn’t even have a chance.  A mortal human girl against a full fledged raging vampire!  No one would…

            The bedroom door opened and closed.

Off to the next town.  They all must die.  Just like Elizabeth , just like her…I won’t use my powers until I find her reincarnation.

The killer held a picture.  At the bottom in elegant hand writing held a name.

Elizabeth Nova.