He who looks around the age of 7. Held his mothers hand not ever wanting to let go. He burys his face in his mothers long old fashion skirt. She leans over and picks him up. They held to each other like their lives depended on it. He hears a scream come from the room of the sisters. He looks to his mother with pleaeding eyes.

“Mommy....... Sissy?” he hugged her.

She shushes the little one in her arms. Holding the little boy she quickly walks to the bed and kneels down. She places the young boy under the bed.

“Baby I want you to stay here okay. Do want mommy says okay. I gotta go help your sissy. I will be back for you okay.” The mother shushes the now crying baby boy.

He latched onto his mothers army not wanting her to go. “No mommy. Don't go”

The mother gives her boy one last hug before gently pushing him under the bed. The little one weeps and weeps for mommy. She quickly get up and leaves the room. Everything goes quiet around the little one. When he hears his mothers blood curdling scream.

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Catalin wakes from his deep sleep in a cold sweat. He sits up and turns on the desk lamp. Catalin sits there for a couple minutes trying to collect all his thoughts. He wondered about the dream and how he felt like he was in the little boys shoes. Catalin checks the clock to see it was only 1:59 pm. Letting out a long sigh, he stands to his feet. He walks slugishly to the kitchen. He gets into the fridge and gets out AB positive blood drink. Catalin peeks out the window, suns still up. Heading back to his room for some cloth to wear. He picks out his black straight legs, boxer, purple converse and his tight black t-shirt that read Black is so slimming on me. He picks up his coat with the rest of his cloth, headed to a bathroom. After about a 10 minute shower he gets out and wraps his towel around his waist. Catalin drys his hair with the extra towel he found. Catalin's snowy white hair falls to his shoulders, along his almost white pale skin. After slipping his cloth and shoes on and such. He slips on his boxers and pants. And heads into the living room. Catalin picks up hs sunglasses and phone off the coffee table. And by the time catalin gets back to the bathroom, his hair is dry and spiked back.Catalin finishes getting the rest of his cloth on. He checks out the window again, its getting a little cloudy out. Catalin picks out his coat and slips it on and his sunglasses also. He walks out of the house and locks it. Once outside he could feel the sun draining him through the clouds. Catalin shakes it off and heads off to to his mid town bar. He openned the business about 24 years ago. He has shows there every friday. Catalin slows his pace has he reaches his bar door half openned. He senses a fimilar person and and enters the bar cautiuosly. The mystery guest was sitting at the bar with a blood drink. Catalin walks behind the bar and leans against it.

"Long time no see, Rubin" Catalin smirked.

Rubin half looks up from his drink. "Indeed it has ben forever"

Catalin starts chaching the cash box has he talked. "May I ask why you have traveled such a far distance?"

Rubin sets his drink down and sighs. "Your father sent me to check up on you"

Catalin chuckles to that. "Im a full grown vampire. I do not need him to check up on me. Also-."

Rubin cuts him off. "I fear for you, Catalin. You have became one of my trusted friends"

Catalin takes a step back feeling on edge. "Fear? Whats going on in Romaina?"

THe two go quiet, hearing and sensing a vamp out for blood draw near. Catalin looks to rubin. He disappears into the shadows. Catalin quickly closes the cash box and steps out from behind the counter. Catalin stands his ground watching and waiting for the intruder to draw near. Catalin eyes go wide when he sense who it is. Intruder breaks through the front door and stares down at Catalin.

Catalin smirks. "Vik get the hell out of my bar."

Vik growls and stops a good distance away. "Where is Rubin?"

Catalin made a stern face. "Leave Rubin out of this"

Vik steps closer baring his teeth at him. "Tell me! Your father has order in dead"

Catalin steps back when he heard that. "You lie!!! Get out of my bar now!!"

Catalin bares his teeth at him back. Vik just shakes his head and leaps at Catalin. Catalin meets Vik in mid air has they clash to the ground together. Catalin throws Vik from him and larches at him, preparing to take him down. Vik quickly side stepped and grabs hold of Catalin neck collar and throws him into the bar stools. Catalin's back is shot with pain, but he quickly shakes it off. Catalin picks up a piece of bar stool and launches it at Vik. The broken piece perices Vik's arm and he lets out a snarling growl. Catalin quickly stands to his feet.

Vik pulls the wood from his arm and smirks at him. "You think wood can kill me. Foolish boy, when you going to figure your dad is just using you"

Catalin shakes his head not wanting to believe him. "Shut the fuck up!"

Catalin clashes into Vik, pushing Vik to the ground. Vik bites into Catalins arm and pulls flesh from him. Catalin jumps away and holding gash in his arm. Viks jumps at Catalin, but Catalin quickly dodges it and elbows Vik in the side. Vik slashes his sharp nails at him. Catalin side steps again, but Vik this time pulled Catalin leg out from under him. Catalin crashes to the ground.

Vik stands over him. "You dont believe me do you? Catalin have you ever stop to wonder what happen in your past?"

Catalin shook his head again and snarls at Vik. "Shut up!"

Vik jumps back has catalin jumps to his feet. Vik sense that rubin has long left and turns to leave. Catalin glares at him and launches another wooden piece at Vik. Vik jumps into the air and grabs hold of the wood and launches it back. It hits Catalin in the arm, forcing Catalin to step back. Vik vanishes from Catalin view. Catalin grinds his teeth together has he pulled the wood from his arm. Catalin looks his shirt and coat over, which was now covered in blood. Catalin sighs and pulls his coat and shirt off and lets them drop to the floor. Catalin acks with pain has the blood ran down him. He walks into the back of the bar to his office and looks around for his extra shirt.

Catalin phone starts ringing, its was rubin. "Where the hell you go? And why he want you dead?" Catalin questioned.

Rubin answered in a whisper. "Im sorry..... I didnt know he come there. He trying to go against me and your father-"

Catalin was fumming now. "What the fuck about my father? I keeping hearing all this shit and ugh tell the truth now"

Rubin didnt answer and ended up hang up the phone. Catalin slams the phone down almost braking it. He finally finds the extra shirt. Catalin befor putting the shirt on reaches into the mini fridge. He pulls out a blood drink he keeps hidden in the back. Catalin slowly started healing has he drinked. Once the wound heal, Catalin walks back to the main bar for his bloody shirt and coat.Rubin didn't answer and ended up hang up the phone. Catalin slams the phone down almost braking it. He finally finds the extra shirt. Catalin before putting the shirt on reaches into the mini fridge. He pulls out a blood drink he keeps hidden in the back. Catalin slowly started healing has he drinks. Once the wound heal, Catalin walks back to the main bar for his bloody shirt and coat. Picking up his coat as a note falls from it. He picks it up and unfolds it, was from Rubin. It read:
Im really sorry for leaving like that. Please dont hate me. I will explain things when I can. In till then be careful

Catalin balls the paper up and throws it in the trash. "Okay"

He heads back into his office and slips on his clean shirt and leans against his desk gathering his thougts. Deciding not to have the bar open tonight, so he can clean it up and file some paper work. After Catalin gets the place clean and goes into his office and gets some papers out of his desk drawer and heads for the main door.