Part 1

Rebecca, Hamlin, Jacob, Victoria, and Serge sat around a table in the Manor's study after sunset. Rebecca closed her eyes and smiled before speaking. A revenge more than a century in the making.

"I'm sure you're all wondering why I've called you here tonight." Rebecca said with a smile. "I'll get straight to the point, we're going to kill Count Titus."

"That man is thousands of years old, you wouldn't have been the first." Hamlin cautioned.

"I know his secret. I know why his fiefdom doesn't raise an army and reduce his precious castle to rubble." Rebecca replied, still smiling. "His mass suggestion spell across the entire valley is creation magic, Hamlin."

"If it's creation magic, you could bust it couldn't you?" Jacob asked, seeing what she was getting at.

"Exactly." Rebecca answered, an evil look on her face. "Yes Victoria I see you have a question?"

Victoria nodded. "Duchess, who’s Count Titus?"

"The oldest living vampire, and the one who made me a vampire 118 years ago." Rebecca answered. "Hamlin, how old did he claim to be?"