Author's Note: I have FINALLY come to decision. This story will not be a continuation of DECADE and LOVING DOUBTS, it will be it's own story.

This take place in London in the year 1817 in the home of Eden Swanne. She has a daughter named Isabella Swanne (obviously). Eden is bed-ridden due to sickness and the doctors told her she will not pass the night. Bella is 17 years of age and alone. Her mother told her that her father is coming for her and will take care of her when she passes. Now, pay close attention to Bella's extraordinary background. Hehe this shall be fun.

My mother was running a fever and she looked exhausted with life but she continued to cling to the remainder of her to see my father for the very last time. When I was a child she spoke of him occasionally and told me that he was a kind and loving man, but I never met him. She told me that he has his reasons for not being here for me and shouldn't question it. I grew up without him and never missed something that was never there in the first place.

A week ago she grew terribly ill and her health declined from there. She urged me to write a letter according to her words and send it using the white owl she always kept in her room in it's cage. In the letter she asked my father, David to come back for me, because her life was hanging by a string. I bursted into tears at her words but she says we cannot deny the truth and tears would not change what will happen.

Today, she lay in the middle of life and death still muttering my father's name. The doctors have declared that she was untreatable and would not live through tonight. I stayed by her and kept a wet cloth on her forehead hoping to ease her suffering a bit. She moaned once in a while and I wondered if the better thing to do is to let her go so that she would no longer be in pain.

At three in the morning the door swung open loudly, and I turned to see a tall handsome man walk towards me and my mother. His expression was grim and sad but he was strangely handsome. The darkness concealed his eyes from me but he walked as if he was being crushed by some invisible weight. My mother's lids flutter open lazily and she looked at him before a smile made its appearance on her lips.

"David, you finally came," she whispered.

My eyes grew large at the mention of this name. He looked too young to be my father. He only looked to be 25, how could he father me? He kneeled down by the bed next to me and placed a finger to my mother's lips.

"Shh! Quiet, Eden. You must rest," he ushered in a musical voice. I stared at him unable to utter a sound.

"If I do not speak I will no longer have the chance," my mother began her voice breaking. "I know it is too late for me but you must promise me something. You must take care of Isabella. You will not let her out of your sight for as long as you live. You will make sure she is happy. Will you promise me that, David?" He glanced at me for the first time and sighed heavily. I noticed that his breath was icy cold and his eyes a mix of burgundy and gold.

"I promise, Eden," he replied turning back to my mother. She smiled weakly and closed her eyes. Her hand in mine felt limp and her chest stopped heaving up and down.

I felt sobs consume my body and he grabbed me and pulled me into his chest. His chest was hard and cold but it was somehow comforting. He was trembling too but I felt no tears coming from him at all. He dug his face into my hair and let me cry into his chest.

"Isabella, do you know who I am?" He muttered in my hair. I nodded my face still hidden in his chest. "Do you know what I am?" He continued calmly. His question stunned me and I pulled away from him to look into his eyes. "Your mother never told you," he stated. I shook my head slightly my tears halting. "You will figure it out soon enough. I promised your mother I would never let you out of my sight for as long as I live and in order to do that I must change you." He reached out and grabbed me and I felt something sharp pierce the skin on my neck. The last thing I remembered was a fire spreading throughout my body before I blacked out.

In a way, I was glad to be dying. I would be reunited with my mother soon.

Author's Note: I know you have questions so go ahead and fire. This chapter is sort of introductory.