Prologue
	No one knew their origins. The Elders searched back as far as they could, but never discovered the source. They roamed the world, learning to co-exist with the humans. Learning that feeding did not require killing was a relief, knowing that too many lives lost would make them hunted—forced to live in shadows and darkness instead of the light.  They also learned that with a little help, the feeding could be quite enjoyable for humans, too; and they impressed upon the new ones the importance of making sure their prey was left with only happy memories. They learned to never let their gaze linger on humans too long or they would show their true faces in response to the bloodlust that thrummed in their veins. Sunlight was a myth, of sorts. If they did not feed regularly, the light would burn them, and that was a way to enforce discipline among the unruly ones. Beheading was a popular method of quelling rebellion as well. As with all societies, government was established. In Europe, the popular custom was to choose a “prince” of the city, regardless of sex. With the birth of America, a new term of “master” was introduced, although the old ways were still respected in European culture. They separated into families, living peacefully for the most part, and any petty wars were quickly extinguished to ensure survival of the species. They embraced the young ones only after much thought, because too many of them would endanger their secrets. Thus, “children” were few and far between, but were greatly welcomed when they were brought into the family.
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