The thing was there when Edith woke up. It was staring at her with utter hate in it's eyes. She looked, One minute ago he looked like the crypt-keepers cousin. What happened?

His skin didn't look at all like a old, cracked callous, it was younger. His skin was now paler than hers and it looked thin and delicate, his eyes were now black like coal, his hair was still long and white but it was shinier so it gave off a silver-ish shine and had all of his ten fingers now. He was good-looking, in a sickly, unholy, and ferocious way.

“Good your, awake,” it said. “Now what are you, girl?”
it demanded as it sniffed in her direction. “You don't smell like a vampire, you look like a human, but your blood is-” it paused and rubbed it's face. “...too pleasing for you to be a mere mortal girl.”

Edith was completely overwhelmed. I was like asking a fashion model advice. Edith couldn't bring herself to say anything, he was so intimidating, wait a- Edith felt her neck. “You bit me!” she accused.
The vampire sighed, “Yes I did. Now please answer the question!” it roared.
Edith shook her head. She could feel blood seeping in her head now. Finally now everything made sense! The vampire bit her, and he slipped something in her mouth. “I think you should be answering questions! Where am I? How did I get here? What did you slip into my mouth? And are you really a vampire?”

The vampire looked offended, “Of course I'm a REAL vampire!” It said with a Icy tone. “furthermore, you are in MY tomb under what was formerly Vorador's manor. And I gave you MY blood. I have no Idea how you got here even! There, are you satisfied?”

Edith sighed. This was going to be difficult.
“Now that I have answered, I do believe it's your turn! Who are you? And more importantly, what are you?”

“My name is Edith De Noin and I'm a human girl.” Edith said as she tried to calm down. Edith noticed something. “Have you seen the other girl?”
The thing looked at her, “What? An other girl?”
“You know, the one who you threw across the room?”
There was a moment of silent confusion, “Oh, her.” he looked at a slump body in the distance. “She fainted. Other than that she's fine.”Edith eyed the vampire strangely. “What?”
“I have one last question.”
The vampire rolled it's eyes. “Out with it...”
“What's your name?”
It looked confused for a moment. “Did you not read the mural? 'The last of the dreaded scourge my my soul burn in hell'?”
“Yeah, I did! But I didn't see any names...”
“Well for sake of argument, my name is Kain.”
“Kain? Like from Cain and Able?”
“That, my deluded acquaintance, is a miss-conception now that I am a vampire. The Cain you're speaking of spells his name C-a-i-n. My name is spelled K-a-i-n.”
“Oh, what are you doing here sleeping. Isn't it night-time?”
Kain looked at her as though she was crazy. “Where did you come from that you heard such rumors?”
“America.”
Kain raised an eyebrow “Where again, girl?”
“America you know, the united states? The American revolution?”
“I've certainly never heard of it,” Kain said bluntly. “Things must of changed in a hundred years.”
Edith stared at this guy, “Listen Kain, I don't mean to burst your bubble, but America couldn't of been made a century ago. You could of slept longer than you wanted.”
“Impossible. Normally I sleep for two hundred years when I rest, you woke me up early so it could have only been a century to one hundred and eighty years.”
“You had to of slept for more than a century or two, The United States of America was filed for separation from Britain in 1776. It's 2012 now.”
Kain looked at her “I don't understand a word you are saying, girl. But if you really think that you are right-” he punched at a wall and watched it crumble to the ground. “ Then come prove me wrong, or I'll prove you wrong.”

The air outside was cool and moist, similar to near the Texas coast, but that was all there was a thick wood that the closest thing Edith could remember that would be closest to where she lived would have been Frankie Carter Park. But Frankie Carter didn't have nearly many tall trees. “There,” Kain said. “Are you convinced?”
Edith stared, “Where did you say we are, Kain?” She asked timidly.
The Vampire didn't seem to care, “Nosgoth's Black Forest, where the Vampire Vorador once lived in seclusion.” Kain looked around. “It's rather late, we should go into the Manor.”
Edith finally noticed a few things that she was to scared to see before. One, there was a Manor right behind her, and two Kain's speech was icy but not his tone. He sounded deeply British and was still scary, but Edith didn't seem to be scared by him anymore.

The manor was filled with old murals and paintings of what looked like angels fighting something else. There was one big twist Edith didn't get, the angels were blue, and had fangs. “Do you like it?” Kain asked as he put down Kim, who was over his shoulder all this time.
“Yes...”
“We're in what I think would have been the dinning room.”Kain paused, “there is a statue over here,” he said pointing. “According to my friend, Raziel, this was the war between the Hylden and the Vampires.”
Edith turned to him quickly, “What?”
“The Vampires once created the pillars for Keeping the Hylden. They're was a vampire for each pillar, if the pillar's where ever weakened, then the Hylden could come into Nosgoth and reek havoc.”
Edith looked at the mural, then at Kain. “But if you're a vampire why do you not look like any of the vampires in the picture?”
Kain sighed, “This was when Vampires were born naturally, in time the humans got into there ignorant little heads that they were all bad and created the Saraphan Warriors to hunt them all down.”
“They didn't did they?”
Kain paused and thought, “No, in a way they did. But ultimately they failed.” Kain paused. “Here's a good example: You have one large snail. Snails can reproduce by two means, they can find a mate of the opposite gender, or they can reproduce by budding.” Kain paused and looked at Edith to make sure she was paying attention. “Say we have our original vampire snail,” he gestured toward the picture “He wants, or needs children but he doesn't have a mate. What does he do?”
Edith though, “He buds?”
“Right. Vampires bud differently than snails, they rise up the once living and they become that particular Vampires vampiric offspring.”
“Right. I think I get it.”
“There's more. If the Saraphan stamp out the 'father Vampire' what happens to the once human Vampire?”
“They become a original Vampire?”
“Wrong, they can not erase their once human genetics. They become the closest thing to that Vampire, but they become corrupt.”
“So because the snail didn't give offspring with another snail of the opposite gender, they don't become true vampires err-snails?”
“Yes.” Kain gestured to the walls around them. “This mansion belonged to one of the vampiric children of the last departed true vampire Janos Audron. He was taken over by a Hylden. When Raziel proved he couldn't do it, I killed his shell and the Hylden moments before I went to sleep.”
Edith looked at him, “Who is Raziel?”
“Raziel was at a time one of my vampiric children, but one day he fell into the lake of the dead. I thought he had died, but when he re-emerged after a thousand years or so I was quite surprised. He thought I had thrown him in. He ended up swearing vengeance against me. He merged with the soul reaver and sacrificed himself once he realized I was not his enemy. So I could see the Hylden.”
“What's the soul reaver?”
“It was forged by Vorador, on Janos's orders for other Vampires. The blade, despite what it looks like is free from all corruption. I can only hope Raziel is in peace right now,” he paused then looked at Edith as if she had said something, “Or he's trapped in there...” Kain said looking her over.
Edith backed up away from Kain, “Why are you looking at me like that?”
Kain paused, “Open your mouth,” He demanded. “Open it.”
Edith instinctively clasped her hands over her mouth. “Why?”
Kain sighed, “I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to look at your teeth, that's all...” he said slowly as though he was trying to coax her.
Floor it. Edith turned and ran. Kain fell on top of her. “I'm not Joking. You're just making this harder for yourself.” Kain tried to slip two of his fingers in between her mouth. “I just want to see. I'm not going to do anything more...” He succeeded in opening her lips just enough to see normal human teeth. “That's strange, you claim you're human. But I gave you my blood, you should have fangs.” Kain looked at one of the knifes on the table. Grabbed it, and then stabbed his hand and held it up to her. “Drink this,”He commanded.
Edith shut her mouth promptly and made a squealing noise any time Kain approached with his bloody palm.
Kain sighed. “I won't get off you till you at least try it.”
Five minutes must off gone by filled with nothing but squeals of defiance, and blood not being eaten till Kain got fed up. “Oh, for the love of the pillars!” Kain got up, poured his blood into his mouth. Grappled Ed by her collar and forced her to swallow the blood.
Kain let Edith fall to her knees dumbfounded. “How do you feel?” he asked as he rested his uncut palm on her head.
“You KISSED me!” She accused.
“Forced you swallow something,” Kain corrected. “That was not an act of compassion.”
Edith shuddered. He kissed her! Well not really. Yes! He did! It's not a kiss if he didn't mean it. There was lip! I don't care what you say, brain! He kissed us! Hormone, you're over-reacting again. The feeling is neutral. No sparks or anything from either of them.
Edith looked over in Kim's direction. OK, as long as nobody saw that I won't have to mention it EVER. Edith looked at Kim. Still sleeping, great... Edith turned back to Kain. “So in the tomb? You-”
“Did it just the same? Yes.”
Edith could of sworn up and down that Reen was going to be her first kiss! Instead it ended up being a vampire.

About an hour Kim woke up and couldn't believe half of what she saw, to be specific, Kain. Edith couldn't blame her for that part either, she didn't believe it at first either. She could, however, blame her for thinking he was like prey to her “Beauty”. She flirted with him constantly, probably thinking that if he liked her enough he'd go on a rampage and kill Edith rather than her. In all honesty that didn't look like it was going to happen, Kain seemed to be more and more interested in Edith and her blood than anything else. “I just don't get it,” he said promptly after he had found them some food. “I gave you my blood, you should be a vampire by now.”
Edith didn't get half of it herself, but they finally managed to get Kain to believe that they were not from Nosgoth.
“There is a village, not to far from here, called Uschtenheim, we should go there to seek imformation, once we find you two some-” he stared at there choice of clothing. “...Decent clothing.” Earlier that day Kain had found torn old blankets that the girls could use as bedding for now.
Kim and Edith got in settled in bed as Kain sat there with a small fire in the room.
“Ya comin'” Kim asked with a giggle.
“Just get some sleep,”Kain said with aggravation as he poked at the fire. “I don't need to rest like you do.”
In a matter of minutes Kim was a sleep and snoring heavily.
Now I know why she goes to sleep with the stereo at a deafening volume! Edith thought. Edith refused to sleep till Kain was, even if it took till morning. Kain knew she was awake, but didn't seem to care. “You do realize tomorrow will be hard. I suggest you get some sleep.”
“I'm not tired.” Edith lied.
Kain shook his head, “What motive would I have to kill you?”
Edith shrugged, “My blood, Kim's blood. Blood at all?”
Kain laughed, “I admire your caution, Edith. But if that's all you think that I'm awake for, you're mistaken.”
Edith pulled her covers up closer to her face. “Why?”
“I think your blood is special. It went down easily more than any other human blood,” he gestured at himself. “look at what it did to me. But when I drank to much, it burned my mouth.”
“OK, I see your point...”
“The very thing that woke me up was your blood, I can tell. So, maybe your blood can resurrect Raziel too.”
“So that's your reason for not killing me?”
“That's not all. You don't act like many human girls out there. You seemed in a way to make me feel sorry for you. I can respect anyone who has the nerve to tell me about where they come from.”
“So, you consider me lucky.”
“No, I consider you brave. You think with your instinct guiding your mind. Not purely one or the other. Now get some rest. You'll need it.”