Dante entered the mess hall to find they were serving cereal. However he didn't feel like eating(not that it would fill him anyway) as a result of his nightmare. He dreamt of his past and that fateful night when everything went wrong."A curse yet a love for those who bear it..", he mumbled under his breath as he exited the room and made his way to the lake. Upon arriving he sat by the shore and pulled out a that picture which he held in his pocket. He wept slightly before biting himself, he wanted to relive that memory and this would be more realistic than simply thinking back on it. He could remember the others, the company he had. They were his true family, ones who cared for him even as his did not. Then he remembered her...her voice as it sang softly to him, comforting him as he fell slowly back to sleep. He awoke to find fire and ash. He could barely breathe as he ran through the inferno desperately searching for others until he found her once again. A burnt corpse damaged beyond repair, he stayed by her until darkness crept over him once more. The next time he awoke he was no longer the Dante that used to be, no...He was a vampire lord. A harbinger of death. Anger filled Dante's mind as he relieved the moment he visited his attackers, a blood rage flee over him as he rained death and destruction upon them all. Blood, flesh, and bone were mangled till there was no one left, no one but her...Isabella!
