Ella and Richard had wed and she had came to live with him on his plantation. Not long after Ella had given birth to a beautiful baby girl, who strangely hadn't resembled neither of them for she had light blond hair and sky blue eyes while Ella had red hair and Richard had brown and they both had dark eyes, she was named Evelyn Wells and was very beautiful from the start.

It had been the fourteenth of July and Evelyn was at the age of six, she had been with her aunt and other children on her Aunt's plantation, and a carriage had brought her home after the long weekend. Just as she had stepped out of the carriage she had felt sick and dizzy so she quickly went in to the house to go to bed, it had been 9;00 at night, as she climbed the steps to the second flour she heard loud voices of her parents and someone else through the crack in the door of the living room, though she couldn't quiet see who it was. She just sat on the steps and listened " she has to be with me" "like we said she's not here she went to the northern states to live with her aunt" " liars" " she's our daughter you have no right " " oh you don't even know" Evelyn listened, she then heard her parents screams and ran up to her room hid under the bed and slowly cried she had understood what had happened though she was only six. The next morning she was found asleep under her bed, and her aunt Miriam had custody of Evelyn, and as her farther was killed he remembered what he had forgotten long ago, the words of the gypsy.

Ten years had passed and Evelyn had long forgotten that dreadful night. It was January third and Evelyn was sixteen, it was a bit past midnight and she was supposed to be asleep but she couldn't help secretively staying up and dressing up in all the lovely clothes and jewels that she had received for the holidays, she had just put on the pearl necklace when a sick dizzy feeling approached her, it lasted a second and then had vanished so she had thought nothing of it and continued looking through her gifts. About two minutes later she heard a piercing scream of her aunt and Evelyn rushed down, there lay her aunt so pale and blue but still awake " aunt Miriam what had happened oh by the gods who had done this?" she pleaded knowing these were the last few moments of Miriam's life " Evelyn dearie.... if a handsome stranger with gray eyes ever comes to you, be ware" that was the last advise she gave Evelyn. Evelyn was alone she had no other relatives in south Carolina but her father's brother Donte had lived in the north, he didn't have such a big mansion but a house and servants instead of slaves but Evelyn didn't mind, so Evelyn had packed up and traveled to live with him.

It wasn't long before the nightmare had come again, this time two years had passed and it was the twentieth of June at ten at night she had on a red and black laced gown and her medium length hair was up. When Evelyn became dizzy, the same sickly dizziness she felt twice before but this time she knew what it meant, or thought she knew. But as she thought thoroughly she heard her uncle's scream and heard his body fall and she knew it was too late for her to help but as she glanced out her balcony in tears she saw the door to the house open and without but a thought she climbed over the rail and lowered herself down then jumped the last four feet, she fell down but felt no pain and as she glanced around the darkness she saw him far in the distance, she managed to get her horse and follow without being seen. She followed him to a house as large as a mansion even bigger and watched him enter it. Evelyn got off her horse and tied it to a tree in the distance she watched the house, the stranger who had killed her family had on a cloak and she never saw him but knew one thing for sure, he had gray eyes as her aunt told her before death. Evelyn couldn't just charge into the house and demand that someone who lives here and has gray eyes is a murderer, she didn't know what to do so she just sat there by the tree wondering what's next, she had nearly fallen asleep when she got the feeling again, so she quickly jumped up and then in that second she realized it all, the gray eyes, handsome and not aging all these twelve years, her family killed with missing blood, strikes only at night she wasn't dealing with a man it was a demon and she swore it to be the end, she would destroy him once and for all. She had a knife and planned to jag it into his heart. As he walked closer she got a look at him, he did have gray eyes and brown hair tied back. Evelyn waited for the moment and struck but he grabbed her hand " you demon, you killed them! Why? What did we ever do?!!!" she screamed and struggled, he hissed at her at first in react but realized what he believed and hid his fangs "shhhhh hold it, calm down, whatever you think I did you're wrong, shhhh I won't hurt you" he said " I hate you , you killed them all, my parents, my aunt and now my uncle " she screamed and he got a sympathetic look on him " whatever he did I'm sorry but it wasn't me" he said, he sat her down calmly and sat by her " I am a vampire but not of my own choice, so tell me why do you suspect me?" his voice was so nice and she began to believe his words and told him her story and about the feelings she got and seeing the demon enter the house just under an hour ago. And he seemed to understand her " that wasn't me, but I think I know who and I will not put up with it, I'll help you and see if I could prove if it was him" he said and Evalyn believed him she could tell he wasn't a heartless killer though he was one of the undead and agreed to meet him tomorrow at sun set here. " By the way I'm Evalyn " she said " I'm Vincent" he told her and disappeared along with the darkness as the sun rose.

She thought long and hard weather to meet him, she never returned to her uncle's place it would have been too painful, instead she sat all day by a nearby lake, thinking. As the sun set an orange glow over the lake and over her body. She had decided she had to go to at least see. She had arrived and found Vincent waiting for her, she had a stake though, just in case. " what is it........?" she asked

" it was him, it was Rondell and I know why too, how well do you know your father?" he asked and Evalyn became nervous "why?" she asked " cause Rondell is your real farther " Vincent said " oh god that monster is my father, and that makes me one of you, that explains the dizzy feeling.." she paused, she wasn't scared of him anymore nor of the other one, but she did want to see him " I want to see him face to face " she said. And there was nothing to change her mind. She walked up to the house and rang the bell, Rondell had answered she saw exactly what he looked like, long brown hair, tied back, and the same gray eyes as Vincent" you wanted me so bad here I am" she said, she then without expectancy turned and slammed him back " that's for my aunt and uncle " her strength could equal his, as he was down she took out the stake " and this is for mammy" she was about to stab him through the heart when he slipped from under her and out the door where he bumped right in to Vincent "come on I believe I've underestimated her, some other time" he said " no Rondell this is over, you made me but we are too different " Vincent said " fine, you fool can stay here if you wish " he said and disappeared. Evalyn went after him but Vincent caught her by the waist " let me kill him " she screamed " it's no use " he reassured her " and one more thing I forgot to tell you, since you're half you're not immortal, but you age as a comparison of one year every hundred." "But what's it like? Now that I can never return" she asked " lonely " he said " you don't have to be alone "

And that was two hundred fifty years ago, Vincent and Evalyn had become close and they made it their business to destroy Rondell after he killed Evelyn's friend in the nineteenth century and Evelyn swore revenge for her parents, relatives, and friend and even Vincent couldn't change her mind. Evalyn had changed her name to Elana with the turn of the century

It was a dark night with only the moon up in the darkness. Elana was meant to meet Vincent in the cemetery, since she could stay at day and had no need for blood she lived a normal life by day, resembling a twenty one year old she worked as a professional photographest and lived in her own apartment, she sat there and waited, Vincent had a place for his coffin near the cemetery, she saw him far away and went to meet up but as she got neat she saw Rondell " I made you what you are and you have no right to turn on me " he said and stabbed him, Elana gasped and fell down " No" she said in a loud voice " and you, daughter of mine could have been much more " he said and disappeared as quickly as it all happened "oh god......" she ran up to him, he wasn't gone yet, the stake hadn't totally penetrated his heart " no, no, don't die " she begged, he needed blood and fast or Vincent would die forever " Elana there's nothing you can do....let me go " he said softly " I can't " she said there was only one thing to do, swap her life for his, she knew he would never take her life but she knew a vampire couldn't refuse blood and she couldn't let him go, she took out a knife with a shiny silver blade " no Elana don't " he said " I have to, you know that " she sliced her wrist and yelped as the blade went in, she then stretched out her hand in front of him, her blood all over her wrist and her light blue jeans and violet sweater." Eva I won't take your life " he whispered " do it " she said " I love you Vincent so just do it " he couldn't refuse the sight of blood in front of him, he grabbed her hand and bit, Elana gasped, she wished she had more time she never really told him how she felt until now and it felt so good to let him know, she never even kissed him and now it was too late but at least she got to save him that meant more to her then him and with that thought she took her last breath and fell down on to the cold cemetery ground, and Vincent got up " I love you too Evalyn" he whispered though she couldn't hear him, he then picked her up and kissed her on her cold lips though she couldn't feel him.

By; Nataly Constance Yurovskaya, A.C.Y

The people and story dates and times have been slightly altered from a nonfiction to protect their privacy. ;)