And Darkness Followed.

 

There was a part of this history that remained untold.  A foretold part of history, of the future now to be very much of the present.  Of all the things Casandra went through the one part of this history had remained buried.  A man who more than belonged in the first part of the history, but was not there due to how it made Casandra feel.  Through good and bad, one soul remained, even once he crossed over to the side he remained.  Casandra felt more love for this man than any.  And because of this love they created child.  He called Justin Alucard Moonfire.  His fathers name was Justin Christian Moonfire.  Casandra did not enjoy her immortality without her lifemate.  And so the journey for her son began.  Her lifemate was a true warrior.  She hoped her son as well was.  Her journey was long.  It was hundreds of years that had past before she would soon find a glimps of hope.  During this time, she found herself dieing more inside, without her lifemate.. not much was wroth to live for.  She hadn't forgotten of her son, she was ashamed she left him.  Casandra felt her son would have denied her.  What was to come of this, would not be what she thought or expected.

 

The days and nights came quickly, though all the same almost froze in time.  She past by her own lands, her place of birthing.  She saw many passing memories.  Not many to remain of happy times.  Her darker side came through more with every day she remained alone.  She felt the death of her lifemate was of her own fault.  He fought for alot, but never without reason.  She felt if he never left for this war, he would still be here.  And her father.. the abomination that created her.  Casandra saw what caused her lifemate to come to the place he is now.  Deep inside she felt he was still around.  She would never sleep till she found proof he was dead.  Now.. there was enough to be said ti was true.. seeing she was given the ring she had made for him, returned with his own blood on it.  And words to go with it.  She never let it out of her mind and died that very day.  It was a true moment of darkness.  The son she gave birth too later that year his after father died, she had left to another family to tend.  She did not wish for this.  No.. it had to be.  She just hoped her son would understand.  And Casandra went about the next 998 years without a child, only her own darkness.  Not saying she didn't have many offers... because she did infact.  Too many.  She had no interst as she went about her life in the shadows, alone.  Dieing more and more. 

 

Time had past... her thoughts of her son and lifemate were few and found.  She stayed in her own castle more than not. found herself staying in another castle to tend to other family she had through a man she would not speak of.  she was part of the Tepes family.  Taken in by them.  Adopted.  Casandra became a known nortorious killer by then.  Just like her adopted brother.  He was known as Vlad.  Vlad and Casandra were mean to the bone.  Vlad was more at times the cruelest of them all.  He would never show love for another woman.. ever.  Instead he used them to his advantage.  Cas thought less of her brother because of this.  They soon grew apart.  She left and went about her life again... but not so much alone anymore.  Adopting and taking a very young girl named Arrianna.  she as well had it so, her neice was her sister, Armedies.  They grew close through the years.  Much of Casandra's past had soon erased from many memories, including her own. 

 

There was much of her past she seemed to have erased.  But not of the ones she did truely have love for.  Like her brother Raimos.  She was once known as Shadow to many, to have let out his given name later in time.  They remained in touch through time.  She found later she had a brother by birth of her own father.  she found this out later in life.  she never kept in touch with her father nor her twin sister.  When she left them they died to her.  Yes.. the abomination was yet finished with trying to destroy her world.  Making the darkness in which she dwell a living hell.  Somewhere along time, from the beginning it would she was more than just cursed, but destinied to live the life of death.  She had a memory of one she took care of much earlier before alot of the hell that came to her.  She gave him what he became.  She sired and took care of him as her own.  Rayven, a man with much of a terrible history.  He is now dieing.  She feels it is all because she is doomed.  Doomed to the damned life given at birth.  She did not ask for this.. but yet was given to her like a gift.  Any moraml vampyre would not have to deal with the hell she has and still is.  But then again, she is not normal.  Far from it... far from being normal.  From the day she was brought into this doomed life, she fought with every last part of her will.  The only thing keeping her alive. 

 

Time would pass more before she came to where a path she traveled so many times before.  But.. there was infact a path she had passed by some many times before, never to take until this one night.  She found herself before a castle.  It was bigger than most around.  A new life was to be here.  Her past erased for good.  She came to this castle which is called Wampyr's Coven.  Here she struggled to find a new self image.  In the beginning it was most difficult for her.  She found she was not only nothing like any of them, but so old compared to any of them.  She made her feel left out.  An emotion she soon forgot once to be given a place in their home.  The owners of the castle, a couple.  They had and still have a love so many die to get.  Most never see it.  Very few find it.  In them she saw her future.  Called, Lestat and Angel.  Casandra admired them.  And still does admire them.  She grew to love them both like they were her family.  There were a few others in which Casandra grew close too.  One who accepted right from the beginning and still believes she is around, somewhere, yet to be found.  She was called Malicious.  And there a gentle giant.. he was indeed one the kindest of soul Casandra had ever met, Lord Komm.  He was too kind at times.  the histroy with them foretold in the books of today.  She still resides there.  Even after all this time.  She came to it that she found her new family here.  She found a new home.  Later to many more that came to the coven as she did were to become more than just family to her.  To her Angel became like a mother and Lestat her father.  She was inspired by all of them which helped her to get out and find the true answers to all her unfound questions.  She never stopped taking care of her Ari or even her sister Armedies.  At times though Casandra was far and distant from them.

 

Back to the path now... the one Casandra stood before with a deep thought.  One thought that never actually left her mind.  Once she was to find the truth, she would allow the family she now has see this.  and her future was before her.  She found her brother, Dracul Jr. and become very close to him.  She kept in touch with her brother, Raimos.  Never to lose touch with Ari.. but as for Armedies.. she had not spoke to in sometime.  This path was longer than any she traveled.  To where it was to take her.. she would be befound.  A gate stood before her.  It was rather old and rusty by now.  This was not where she wanted to be since she would soon find herself feeling the shame she tried to hide after all these years past by.  A man, well spoken came forth in the darkness.  He asked who goes there, to trespass upon Moonfire land.  Casnadra told him, she was not stranger to this land.  He invited her back to the castle and they began to talk.  His eyes were very much like my own.  His size was just as his fathers.  He was as much a gentleman she hoped he had turned out.  She soon found out she was most right in who he was.  Her son.  He showed her around.  Showing off the paintings on the wall of a woman he was told much of.  It was Casandra on the paintings inwhich soon he put two and two tegether.  They soon spoke of little history, she even asked for his forgiveness.  he gladly embrcaed her, holding her tightly. They both even shared happy tears.  Later that night they fell alseep upon the couch, her and her lifemate found themselves many a night.  Before the big fireplace, on many cold and warm nights. 

 

So now the foretold history that was of the past and future, now became of her present.

She remembered many things through the time of getting here.  The ones she ended up missing the most, were long gone from her life.  Their nameless now.  How it was sad for her.  But she was most pleased to have finally found her son, Justin Alucard Moonfire.

 

And Dakness soon ended.