A New Dawn

Old sins

***TWO DAYS EARLIER***

The coffin creaked as it was being pried open. The lock fell to the floor as the coffin was successfully opened. The boy who opened the coffin stared at the body in it and slowly brought out a pocket knife as though he was being hypnotized.

He cut open his wrist and placed the open part above the lips of the body in the coffin. The blood dropped on the lips of the corpse. The boy's facial expression gave no indication that he was in pain of cutting open his vein. One could say that he wasn't in control of his body anymore.

The blood flowed into the corpse's mouth and as soon as she tasted it, her eyes opened instataneously. She grabbed the boys hand swiftly and sank her fangs deep into his veins, sucking every drop of blood from his body. Seeing as the boy was done for and she still had not been satisfied, she growled in anger and came out of the coffin. Cleaning the blood from her lips, she staggered out of the room, her sight still fuzzy from the lack of insufficient blood intake. Not recognizing where she was, she was confused about all she was seeing. Light bulbs, ceiling fans and other strange things in the room made her even more confused.

She came out into the room where the elevator was and saw a female figure standing by the elevator, not able to recognize who she was considering her fuzzy sight. “I take it you enjoyed your meal. You must be starving so bad. Well there's a lot more where that came from" The girl said not moving from where she stood

“Who might you be?" The lady asked, walking closer to the girl

“I am Ramona and you are the lady Isabella or should I say was. We are in a different era now" Ramona explained. She was an averagely slim girl, with a very short hair and a nose ring. One might say her shape was built as that of an sss hunting goddess.

“And what is going on here lady Ramona?" She asked

“All questions will be given answers to but for now let's get out of here." Ramona clicked on the elevator button “You have spent centuries in a coffin, surely you must be feeling claustrophobic" She smiled at Isabella

Isabella hesitated, not knowing if she should trust this stranger. If living in that coffin had taught her anything, is never to trust anyone. The elevator split open startling Isabella. “Are you coming?" Ramona asked, stepping into the elevator. Isabella decided to follow seeing as she didn't know anyone here yet neither did she have of the present century. All she knew was the stranger Ramona is like her. She stepped into the elevator, standing beside Ramona. She was surprised and amazed at the same time as the door closed on it's own and as the elevator started moving. “Don't worry you'll get the hang of it soon" Ramona smiled, noticing Isabella trying to solve the mystery of the elevator.

They stepped into Michael's room from the elevator and headed straight for the exit, coming out into the club. The noise and screams of the clubbers surprised Isabella. “What is happening to them?" She asked loudly as she could barely hear a thing apart from the loud music and screams

“Oh nothing. This is how they do parties in this century" Ramona explained

“That's absurd. They are so disorganized, not well mannered and the musicians are playing the music so loud" She complained

“Well firstly, it's not a musician playing. Just focus on the good thing for now. Any one of these humans can be your meal. So pick one, feed and let's get down to more pressing issues." Ramona explained.

Isabella scanned the crowd and her eyes fell upon a girl heading for the restroom. “What about her?" She asked pointing to the girl who caught her attention

“She's all yours but you have to be discreet, we wouldn't want the humans to start sniffing around"

“Alright" Said Isabella as she began descending down the stairs towards the direction of the girl. “Hello! I am the lady.....I am Isabella. Please I require your assistance, it's a matter of the utmost importance" Isabella said with a needy and emotional eyes.

The girl thought about it for a while, being that she was in a good mood, she felt like helping in anyway she could “Alright lady" she Said

“Follow me please" Isabella led the girl up the stairs and into the elevator alongside Ramona. As soon as they got in, Ramona stopped the elevator and they both turned to the girl

“What's going on?" The girl questioned

Isabella smiled at her before Ramona grabbed her and Isabella bit her on her wrist. The girl screamed in pain as Isabella kept on draining her blood hungrily. Soon the girl couldn't scream anymore as she was completely drained of blood. “Wow!" Isabella exhaled loudly as she started feeling like herself again.

“Good. Now we need to leave. We'll send someone to come clean the mess back at the room and this" Ramona said, opening the elevator door

“Who owns this place that I was trapped in anyway?" Isabella asked, cleaning her lips

“Michael" Ramona said

On hearing the name Isabella's facial expression dimmed “Michael?" She asked again

“Yeah"

“Oh!" She growled as anger grew in her “Being discrete will be the least of his problems" She said as she picked up the girl swiftly and zoomed off the elevator to the dance floor of the club, making use of her vampire super speed. She threw the girl off the top of the stairs into the party ground. Ramona ran after her grabbed her and zoomed off, out of the club before anyone could notice.

***PRESENT DAY***

Chloe stepped out of the elevator into the penthouse where she found Michael and a lady frolicking on the couch. “Oh sorry!" She turned quickly as soon as she set her eyes on them.

“Detective Walker!" Michael smiled standin up and tucking his white long sleeve into his black pants and buttoning up the shirt too.

“I'm sorry for the intrusion" Chloe apologized

“It's no worries detective" he continued smiling as she turned to face him.

“I have some more questions for you, concerning the murder" she said, getting straight to the point.

“Oh okay! Hey love, can you give us a moment?! I'll get back to you soon" he winked at the girl, just before she stood up to go to the inner room. “You were saying detective?" He asked walking past her to the bar behind her

“So Mr Dawn, we may have a suspect and we want to know if you can identify her for us. Maybe you must have seen her somewhere" Chloe explained

“So it's a ‘she' huh?!" He said pouring himself a drink.

“We don't know for sure if she's the killer but it's the first lead we've got" said Chloe, bringing out her phone. She pulled up the picture Amy just sent to her and handed the phone to Michael.

Michael took a sip from his drink whilst staring at the picture. “Nope, sorry detective. I don't recognize her" he handed the phone back to her. “She looks like she's coming from a costume party though" he smiled

“You don't mind if I take a look around, do you?" She asked

“By all means detective" he sat on the couch, crossing his legs on the center table and watching the detective scan the room for evidence. “You know, I'm guessing you think I'm directly involve in this somehow" he pointed out

”Well we can never be too sure. So I'm not gonna rule anything out" replied Chloe

“Not all rich people are evil, detective"

“I haven't come across one that can prove you right" Chloe replied still focused on her search

“He's a lucky guy" Michael said

“Excuse me?" Chloe questioned

“The ring on your finger. I said the guy is a lucky guy. I can already tell that you are tenacious, bold and good. He's lucky to have you...but you're not my type though. You're too uptight and I bet you can't remember the last time you had fun" Michael teased

“Well I wasn't created to be your type!" She said as she concluded her search. “Well, thank you for your corporation Mr Dawn" She said

“You didn't find anything huh? Does that mean I won't get to see you again detective or that I will?" He joked

“Have a nice day Mr Dawn" she concluded right before she stepped into the elevator.

“Damn it!" Michael whispered to himself before downing the content of the glass “What are you up to Isabella?!" He asked rhetorically

***FRANCE***

Viktor entered the throne room of the black castle, the vampire sanctuary where the high Lord resides. The black castle was a hidden underground castle that was built under a Catholic Church in France. Viktor wore a smirk as he approached the high Lord who was sitting on the throne. “Father! I have news of utmost importance" He blurted out

“You will address me as high Lord. Protector and keeper of the vampires" The High Lord barked with his deep voice ringing aloud in the hall.

“I'm sorry my lord" Viktor bowed slightly as he stopped few metres from the throne

“What is this news you speak of?" He questioned

“I just received word that Isabella Matisse is alive and well" Viktor broke the news

“Impossible! I made sure her end was inevitable. Gerard saw to it himself" He argued

“My Lord, i received this news from a very reliable source. She was seen in New York" Viktor explained

”Very well, you shall leave for New York at once. Confirm this rumor for yourself and if it happens to be true, end it" He ordered “While I take care of Gerard"

“With pleasure my lord" Viktor smiled before exiting the room.

***NEW YORK***

Imani came down from the bus. She just touched down from New Orleans. Clutching her bag with one hand, she straightened her top with the other before proceeding on her journey. A journey she knows not how to begin. This is the first she's ever been to New York *and she has no idea as to how to find the girl her grandmother showed her in the vision. All she had was a sketch of her face.

She looked for a hotel she could stay for a while, whilst carrying out her grandmother's wishes and making sure the prophecy doesn't come to pass. She walked through the hotel doors and headed straight for the receptionist. “Hey can I have a room please?" She asked with a subtle tone

“Welcome. That would be $90 a night" Said the receptionist with a smile

She brought out her credit card and handed it to the receptionist. “How long will you be staying ma'am"

“Till I find who I came here for. Hopefully not too long" Imani replied

“Here you go ma'am" The receptionist handed her her credit card and a room key

“Alright thanks." She was about to go when she decided to ask the receptionist. No harm in asking she thought. “Hey! Umm, have you seen this person?" She asked bringing out the sketch she made and showing it to the receptionist

The receptionist stared at it closely “I'm afraid not. Is this all you have to look for this person? No name, address, nothing??" The receptionist asked with Imani shaking her head sideways. “This is New York Miss. It's not a place to search for someone with just a sketch"

“Thank you anyway" she smiled before heading up to her room.

She got to her room, locked the door and brought out all the contents of her backpack placing them on the bed. All her grandmother had said to her before, that she had dismissed, started ringing in her head. Magic are real dear child, the unexplainable are real, witches and creatures of the night are real as her grandmother would say. It all came rushing back to her as she stared at her grandmother's old journals and books on the bed.

She took off her top, leaving just her tank top and then took off her shoes before hopping on the bed, opening the books and journals, researching and reading about all her grandmother said.

***

The elevator opened with Sebastian stepping into the penthouse. He was about the same height as his brother, well built also but with a shorter brown hair. He has always been close with all his siblings but most especially Michael. They had always had this unexplainable connection. “Michael!" He called, walking towards the bar, admiring the penthouse as he looked round. “Michael!" He called loudly again

“Brother!" Michael exclaimed with excitement as he came out from the room, holding his suit jacket in his hand. He walked towards where Sebastian was standing. “Good to see you brother" he parted Sebastian on his back.

“Good to see you too Michael" Sebastian smiled “You have done well for yourself" He complimented

“Well, if you have no choice but to survive on your own, you kinda wanna make the best out of it." he replied picking up the half filled glass on the counter and downing the content. “What are you doing here brother? I would love to catch up but I have somethings I have to take care of. How about we catch up later" He said about to leave

“Petyr sent me Michael" Sebastian broke the ice, stopping Michael dead on his tracks as his facial expression changed from cheery to anger. “He told me what happened and said I should come make sure ‘you don't screw this up'" He explained

“Yeah. You all always assume I would screw up right" he turned back to Sebastian

“I was just using his exact words" Sebastian defended

“Well I don't need any help, I've got it under control. You can go back to that high and mighty bastard" He said angrily

“Come on Michael, I'm here cause I wanna help. Just let me help you. This doesn't have to be about him. It'll just be the two of us like old times" He persuaded.

Michael thought about it for a while. He looked at Sebastian and smiled “Alright brother. Let's go get that b***h" He said.