Chapter 7: Sa Réponse (Mentions of suicide)

Never in a million years did I believe Liam would wish to become one of the vampires.

Though...I suppose the alternative had no appeal to him.

I gave him the positives and the negatives of the entire concept of being...inhuman. And he listened to them all.

I gave him three days. Three days, and by then, he must give me his answer.

But had I expected the response I received? No. But before that day came, he took me along around town, so I could see firsthand what he often went through.

Chapter 6: Monstruosité

I at first took Liam's words with a grain of salt. After all, many are wary of new friends. He knew little about Francisca, only that she was my sister.

Of course, he also claimed that during the mornings, Francisca was often throwing up in the bathroom.

She herself spoke of feeling ill, and quite nauseous.

Liam's assumptions, though well-intentioned, were absurd. He claimed that she may have had a stomach virus, or perhaps her, ahem, 'monthly curse'.

When I disregarded his suggestions, he then blurted out the unthinkable: that she was likely to be with child!

Though plausible, I also found it ridiculous. It was not in Francisca's nature to simply...do such a thing.

Were she carrying a child within, it was likely she would have shown by that point. The timing of her disappearance would also have not made sense.

No, what truly ailed her was something completely different.

Chapter 5: Soeur

Countless nights, I slept fitfully, worried for the well-being of dear Francisca.

I trusted Renauld to help me, but even then, he said that he was unsure of what he could do.

Then, one afternoon, he gave me news! He said he had discovered her home, and that she would still be living there!

But alas, she was not to be seen there. I had thought that perhaps Renauld had been mistaken. It happened often enough. Many other leads he presented in the past had gone cold.

However, he insisted. He was absolutely sure it was where Francisca resided. His advice to me was to return at a later time.

It would seem I was merely there at a time that she was not home. I had no choice but to heed his words.

So, that night, I returned.

Chapter 1: Échapper

(As with Rötterdämmerung, edited photos are used to indicate the past. I'm not sure what compelled me to do so, given you won't see much of the present. Storytelling purposes, possibly.)

I suppose you wish to have an explanation for who I am. Well...

You may not believe this, but I was once like you. A human, that is.

Indeed, I was not always the fanged monstrosity that is before you. I once had blood flowing within my veins, and a beating heart.

I was one of the very race I despise now. A man by the name of Sebastian.

My life way, to say the least, privileged. Whatever I desired, I was given.

Well, not everything, but within the realm of possibility. I will admit, I appreciated where my place was.

Though, I worried for my dear sister Francisca, and did my best to learn of her whereabouts. I promised myself that I would take every chance I was presented with to find her.

There was but one dark stain upon this, however.