4 *Chapter 4: Meeting Eve*

Now a picture of me with my head in my crotch above the fireplace.

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As a bus came to a stop around the entrance of Port Angeles, a 3 year old looking toddler about 2ft 11 or 88.9cm, with honey coloured skin, long wavy black hair and hazelnut colored eyes that has a silver tint.

Cain POV--------------------------------------------------------

After a few hours I ended up in Port Angeles around 1:00p.m. While it is a small seaside town in the Pacific Northwest. Most people know it for its whale watching, and a nearly endless list of outdoor adventures for visitors and locals to enjoy year-round and its proximity to the nearby Olympic National Park.

Getting off the bus, I reseaved some stares of pitty and resentment which completely baffled me. After a while of walking around a little I finally realised why I got those stares, spotting a group of children that looked extremely malnourished sitting at the side of the road giving everyone that walks past them eyes that made me almost want to stop and help them.

Almost, the food I packed will only last me a couple of weeks max, so I can't be acting too friendly and start sharing. I learned drom my past that good and evil are like a coin, there is always two sides to a story, while which one you see is completely up to you.

On the fliers all you see is why this is a good place to visit and or live, but they never show the underbelly of the place when they post fliers. I know its bad for business but attest give us an idea what we should be expecting.

No child would willingly live on the streets if something wasnt going on in the orphanage.

While thinking about the children around me, I walked right into a six-year-old looking girl that had dark brown hair that turns lighter as you go down. She had a joyful look on her face, but although she was a little pale, in wrags and a little on the thin side you can still see her beauty hidden behind the dirt and grime.

Seeing him come back to reality she went right in front of his face and said.

???: Hi. My name's Eve what's yours.

C: The name's Cain. So what's a young girl doing here around these parts with no supervision.

E: I could ask you the same thing. Can't you see that I'm way older than you.

C: Yeah right.

After a couple of hours of random chitchat by the pier, a couple of minutes before the sunset Eve left. She just ran away like when you go to the store and remember that you left the stove on. Being so surprised I just stood froze in the same spot for a couple seconds confused.

Feeling a cool night wind past by, I bends down and splash my face with some water to clear my mind. Thinking back to the conversation we had, I noticed after paying close attention to Eve's story, there were many inconsistencies.

She started of by saying that she is an orphan, and how it happened so fast, at one moment she was eating with the family, the next there was blood splattered across the room so she ran away. The first inconsistency I noticed was the timeline. She said that her father was a good friend of Victor Smith who was the founder of Port Angeles in the 1860's.

She talked about it the way a child would when remembering something, I also noticed when she showed real sadness when recalling Abe Lincoln's death. I really just wish that I could've just passed it off to a kid blabbering about something she learned, but I couldn't when she was so sincere when talking about.

What made it worse is when she started to talk about the lapses she had every other week then waking up to blood everywhere. What sealed the deal however was when I was close to her, my body started to heat up rapidly, [and with my perfect control over my body that I trained during my life] ,there is no way I won't be able to feel my strength almost triple.

That's right, she is a vampire. The thing is she's not just a normal immortal child. If my calculations were correct, she should be around 130-years-old .

Eve POV-

Today was a good day. It was cloudy out today so I was able to walk around without going up in flames. Walking around the town for a little bit I spot Alex Madison or as people call her nowadays Mrs. Fletcher. She got married at 21 to a snob that was easily annoyed and was related to one of the three main judges in Port Angeles.

Now 34 yrs old and she still acts like she rules the world. She's just lucky she can grow up so fast.

FlashBack-

A couple years back I remember we were always playing together, and almost inseparable. Then one week a little before my usual blackout she invited me to her house. She was an only child so her parents allowed her to do what she wanted when she wanted to do it.

It was all going good until her father came home and sent her to go buy some bread so that we can eat, but before I could follow her her parents called me and told me that they wanted to talk to me. They were the kindest people I have see in a long while and even let a homeless girl play with their child so I easily complied.

Sadly as soon as Alex got out of sight the kind and loving smiles completely disappeared from their faces.

Mrs. Madison: Now you little rat. What is your goal by playing with our precious little baby girl.

Confused to why my best friend's mom called me a rat, but before I could retort I blacked out.

The next day I woke up and herd that they were brutally murdered by a beast, I knew it was I lie. I was the one that killed them, but I couldn't have just say that I was the one that did it now could I? Well after that incident me and Alex never spoke again.

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After reminiscing for a little bit I decided to go swimming for awhile. Gettingout the water an hour later I decided to stroll around until nighttime. While I don't need to go to sleep, being around these parts alone at night in tourist season is just begging to be kidnapped and sold or r***d.

Walking around for a couple hours and getting dirty from walking too close to the road, planning to wash it off before stealing some different clothes since I've been wearing these for about a week and I want to change my look.

Turning around I spotted a short little boy that looks no older than 4 daydreaming walk right into me. Helping him up we talked for a while before I noticed the sun was about to set, I panicked and just ran away.

Don't blame me, I just made a new friend and I don't want to freak him out by beating the crap out of some of the mobs goons that just won't leave me alone. Even though he acts quite mature his little brain won't be capable of prosesing a six-year-old beating up a group of grown men.

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Thinking about what he could do to help her, Cain realised the only thing he could do was to get her somewhere safe before he does something that would that would attract the supernatural if they aren't already here. Not knowing about a place she can go that would do keep her safe so he decided to postpone that idea until a layer date.

Deciding that he shouldn't go to sleep out in the open as you never know what could happen in a new place, Cain decides to find a place to sleep.