Waking up on one of the king sized beds in the mansion, Kris could feel his head pounding. Raising a hand up to his Forehead, he felt a cold sweat running down his face. He grunted as he sat up in the bed, sliding his feet out from under the bankets as he turned to sit on the side of the bed before pushing himself up into a standing position. Walking out of the room, Kris entered into one of the corridors of the mansion and began walking down it. His pale face was expressionless as he continued walking. Thoughts rans through his head endlessly, as he headed towards the bathroom, opening its door, entering it soundlessly. Kris faced the bathroom mirror. Looking into it, he saw the same reflection as he had for the past six centuries. His hair was always perfectly combed no matter how restlessly he'd been during his sleep, his pale white skin showing no flaws to it.

He continued to examine himself in the mirror before turning on the sink, bringing his water filled hands to his face, Kris began washing the dried blood off his mouth and neck. He could still taste the metalic taste of blood in his mouth. He watched as the blood ran down the drain before pulling his shirt over his head, throwing it to the floor as he replaced it with a deep navy blue one. Pulling the shirt down to cover his stomach, he looked into the mirror before chuckling to himself "Who says vampires can't be seen through reflections in mirrors?" He headed out of the room and headed to the center of the hall where it met a pair of stairs to the right but continued on to the end of the building otherwise. Taking wide strides down the steps, Kris looked down to the entrance hall of his house. Thinking of how he'd been living here for so long but still marveled at the sight of the entry way to his mansion Each morning surprised him. "I think I'll take a stroll through town today" he said to himself outloud as he grabbed his favorite jacket from the coat hanger.

Begining to walk down the entry hall, Kris chuckled again "humans!... think they know everything about vampires. HA!!!" He came to a dead stop as he remembered something. "Ah, I almost forgot" he remarked as he turned around, shoving his hands in his jacket pocket as he walked to the end of the hall before stopping where the red rug covering part of the wooden floor came to a stop. He stared down at the floor before kicking the corner of the rug to the side. Leaning down, Kris took his right hand out of his jacket pocket and grabbed the latch to the hidden passage and unlocked it.

Lifting the door to the passage, Kris could hear it creak as he opened it wide before stepping onto the steps that led down to a pitch black hallway. Closing the doorway above him and locking it, Kris was surrounded by complete darkness. Not bothered by it, Kris made his way down the stairs as he used his special vampire eyesight to walk down the stairs. His eyes shone bright blue as he walked down the last couple of steps and began walking down the dark hallway. There was three pairs of stairways and halls for Kris to walk through in complete darkness before he'd come to the last stairway, the forth, that was dimly lit with light.

Making his way down the last stairway, which was the longest out of all the stairways in the house, Kris stopped using his special eyesight. The further down he went, the more light appeared. Finally reaching the bottom of the stairway, Kris stepped off the last step and stood there for a while, starring ahead of him with a blank expression on his face. Finally walking, as he made his way down the hall, he stared straight ahead. In front of him, at the end of the hall, was the door that led to a room that contained something Kris wouldn't want anyone to find. "It's been in my possession for three months now" Kris thought to himself "it's my most prized possession. I'd do anything to make sure no one finds it".

Stopping in front of the door, Kris began unlocking the latches that he'd put on the door to keep the thing in the room from escaping. Over fifteen different latches and thirteen locks had been attached the door. Unlocking each latch and lock slowly, Kris became more anxious, He could sense the fear that the thing in the room felt. Kris could sense the fear that his "possession" was feeling become stronger with each sound of a lock being unlocked that it heard. Unlocking the last latch, Kris opened the door and entered the room. In the middle of the room was a pair of two cages that were attached to each other. In the first cage was Kris' possession. Kris cooed to the boy who cowarded in the cell as he walked up the the cage. "Pretty boy... why are you cowering away from me?" Kris asked as he looked at the boy. Remaining silent, the boy in the cage gulped hard, trying to muster the courage to answer as he continued to cower. Grabbing hold of one of the legs to his bed in the cell, which one of his feet was chained to, the boy gulped once more before he answered "I'm not pretty!" Kris looked at the boy, "hmmm" was all he replied.

The boy began whimpering as Kris started unlocking the chains that kept the cage closed. Cowering into the corner of the cell as much as he could, the boy could feel the bars to the cage digging into his back and the bed digging into his side. He pressed himself against the cage as much as possible as Kris entered the cell, walking towards him slowly. Tears began running down the boys face uncontrollably as he contined cowering and whimpering away from Kris. Kris stopped infront of him and squated. Reaching out with his hands, Kris felt the boy flinch with fright as he tried to touch him. Quickly grabbing both his cheeks with his hands roughly, his right hand the boys cheek. "Oh Luhan. You should know better than to try and cower from me. By the way, I know you tried escaping again earlier while I was gone. Now I have to punish you". ~|end chpt 1~