“Eve…” Julian called out to her as she began walking away.

“Do you know what really makes this situation hurt the most?” Eve mumbled quietly.

“No.”

“Is the fact that you didn’t believe in me...in us…”

Julian stepped forward.

“I do believe in us Eve, I believe in you, but…” Eve held her hand up to cut him off.

“See that’s just it, there should be no ‘but’ anywhere.” she whispered somberly before walking away from Julian and Sylvester. Yet again she needed to clear her head.

1838

Ever since he was a little boy living in the south, weird dreams plagued him daily. At first, he couldn’t understand them but as he got older, he realized that these weird dreams of his were becoming a reality. Around the age of fourteen, he began having dreams about creatures, he never knew existed. Nothing but death and misery surrounded them. And as always, whatever he dreamt about came true.

Soon after having these dreams, many people, regardless of what skin color they were, turned up dead…the blood drained from their bodies. His parents, who were slaves, fearing for their only son’s life took the risk and decided to escape up north…only they didn’t make it.

After all of the traveling, and alone for the first time in his life, he made it up north to the state of Ohio. For the first couple of years, it was hard for him to find work since he was poorly educated and when he did, he barely had enough money to feed himself. It wasn’t until he turned sixteen that things changed, when he saved the life of a woman from being assaulted.

The woman was eternally thankful that he saved her life, decided to introduce him to her husband, a man by the name of Micah Northridge. As soon as the two met, they hit it off quickly. As time passed, they became the closest of friends…so close that he opened up to Micah about his dreams. At first he was worried that Micah didn’t believe him, but he was quite was surprised when Micah stated he did believe him, for he too knew about those strange creatures. After that, they began their research.

1842

A few years passed, and the two of them learn quite a few things. First, those creatures were called Vampires, and secondly, they learned of something very disturbing. Through his dreams, they learned of an impending silent war, which was to happen in the year two thousand and six…long after they were gone. So to pass down this information, they began writing a book called the Book of Legends.

Somehow, word began to spread throughout the underground about this so-called Book of Legends, and the two brothers mainly involved, didn’t take it too well. He didn’t know how the book was leaked, but soon after, many people living around them were turning up dead. Fear began to creep within his soul. He began to blame himself for their deaths.

If only he kept quiet.

Fearing for his life yet again, and those close to him, he decided to go into hiding with the intent of hopefully spare the lives of Micah, his wife Daphne and their six-year-old son David.

After months of traveling and hiding, he ended up in the city of Boston. While walking down the street one hot summer day, he met a woman by the name of Tanya Lincoln. Upon meeting her, it was then that he realized that this was the woman he dreamt about years earlier as a little boy…his future wife and the mother of his future child.

1847

Five years quickly passed after he left Ohio. He first arrived there as a parentless fourteen-year-old boy with nothing but left an educated grown man with enough. He and Tanya married a few months after he arrived in Boston and three years later, Tanya gave birth to their only child, a daughter named Eve. He even changed his name from Uriah Warren, Warren Johnson. He had to make sure no one would ever find him.

Life was going great until that day came. And the sad thing about it is…he knew this day would come ahead of time. They had finally found him and approached Tanya for some information. Naturally she didn’t know his real name, so she couldn’t help them. When she returned home that night and told him what happened, he had no choice by to tell her the truth.

Facing possibly one of the hardest choices in his life, he waited three days before making his decision. He waited patiently until Tanya went to sleep that night, got out of bed softly and kissed her tenderly on the cheek. He then exited their room and visited his little Eve as she slept peacefully in her bed one last time, before disappearing again.