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  England, Cambridge.

  Amid a storm , several figures were covered in black robes gathered in a cemetery at night . On any one grave , a person was tied with chains on the statue that was there . It was a red-haired girl with curly hair and green eyes shivered with cold and fear.

  The lightning cut the sky and every young Thunder did get even more terrified . People who were in the robes were silent until a strong wind and rough past them and take the hood of the members who started chanting in Latin.

  ' Dulcis , ex quo et rubrum sanguinem pulsar vitam , et ad potentiam crescere , gentle nostrae . Lamia hoc quod nascetur , habitabitis et in terra . '

  The young man sacrificed could not understand anything they were saying , which helped her to be more terrified than she already was. His attempts to get rid of the chains were useless , because everything was in place . Came a voice in her head and made her stop moving so he could understand what was being said in that song .

' It's sweet , and knock on from which red is the blood of life and to increase the capacity , our nation . this is a vampire who is born , and he shall dwell in the land . '

  The words had no effect on her, as the young man felt asleep by the voice and the song . Gradually she was giving up that closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep .

  A girl who was with the robe placed a silver cup to the girl's legs and then the blood began to drip into the container , which changed the color silver to bright red .

- We have what we need , let's go.

  Desacorrentaram the girl and left her lying on the grave without remembering anything that had passed that night . For them it was something natural and would not be considered something inhuman . What they would do was something extremely limited and risky.

  When they were in a particular stretch of road , feel the presence of someone approaching and remain static , with the senses established to detect the person who was there.

  Everything happened very fast . A shadow passed like lightning and took the cup from the hands of the girl without it having time to think and returned the path that led to a Victorian mansion hidden bronze color of the whole society . What is the purpose of the blood ? Nobody would know.