Marshall sits on a high stool in a painting studio, passionately painting a picture on a large canvas. Other artists present at the moment, were engrossed in their creation. A male student who goes by the name, Tom Walter, sitting behind Marshall, watched as he finely drew out a mesmerizing colourful image of a superhuman figure.
Tom, fascinated: "You guys are so good at this. How do you know how these transparent colours will appear on the canvas? I always overmix or undermix the colours."
Marshall, turns around: "I figured it out somehow. I guess this is one of the things you learn as a painter. You will do better as long as you keep practicing."
Tom, with a cheerful smile: "Thanks."
Marshall, picking another colour: "You are welcome."
Tom takes a quick glance at the window, he sees a girl standing outside the block gazing at Marshall through the window.
Tom, in a hint of sacarsm: "If zombies lurked around, they would look like this."
Marshall, still painting: "This is a werewolf, not a zombie."
Tom: "I wasn't talking about the painting. There is a girl starring at you like she wants to eat you. She's standing by the window to the right."
(Marshall reluctantly turns his gaze to the direction. His eyes slightly closed as he felt a surge of recognition.)
Marshall, speaking to the girl: "You!"
The girl was no other than Catherine Carter; Bambi's friend.
(He came down from the stool, walking outside to meet her. Catherine walked towards the door excited to meet him.)
Marshall, with a heartwarming gesture: "Hi."
Catherine, grinning from ear to ear: "Hi.... oh my god, I can't believe you remembered me."
Marshall: "How could I forget? What are you doing here?"
Catherine, avoiding eye contact, looking around for cues: "I.....I came to see some beautiful art works."
Marshall: "Well, not everyone is allowed to get into the studio, but you should have asked, not looking through the window."
Catherine, smiling, feeling embarrassed: "Oh... ok"
Marshall, smiling softly to ease the tension: "Where is your friend?"
Catherine's smile dimming slowly: "Uh, she is at a cafe."
While they talked, two female students walked by, fixing their gaze on Marshall. They giggled, waving their hands at him, he reciprocated with a smile. Shortly after, Catherine's phone begins to ring.
Catherine, looking at the screen, blurts out without a moment's thought: "Gosh.... its my friend."
(Marshall takes note of what Catherine said, waiting patiently for her to end the call.)
Catherine, casually anwering the call on a loud speaker: "Hey, are you still at the cafe?"
Bambi: "No, I'm out. Where are you?"
(Marshall stands chill, listening to the conversation. He could walk back into the studio if he wanted, but he needed to see Bambi again.)
Catherine, responding: "I am at the painting studio."
Bambi, casually asking: "What are you doing there?
Catherine, almost muttering words, not knowing what to say: "uh....I....uh.."
(Marshall looks away after realizing that his gaze makes her uncomfortable, especially after noticing that she was going to lie about what brought her to the painting studio.)
Bambi, chuckling: "What's up with you, girl? Why are you stammering?"
Catherine, feeling insecure: "Girl stop. I came by to see.... to see someone."
Catherine knows that Bambi would not believe her if she told her that she wanted to view some artworks at the painting studio. She was being careful because the call was on a loud speaker.
Bambi, casually dismissing: "Ok then, seems like you are in a middle of some serious conversation. Anyways, I am done here. I am gonna be at the gardens waiting for you. Just beep me when you're done."
Catherine: "Ok."
(Bambi hangs up the call.)
Marshall on the other hand, knows that Catherine did not come to the painting studios to see anyone, neither is she there for the artworks. He knows she is just another one of his crushers. However, he cared less. He seized the advantage of Catherine's eagerness to be with him, turning it to an opportunity to see Bambi again.
Marshall, calmly: "You said you were here to see some cool works. Didn't you?"
Catherine, smiling: "Uh, yeah"
Marshall: "Ok then, come on in. You can call your friend and ask her to come join us."
Catherine, indecisive, but could not refuse his request: "Really?"
Marshall, nodding in approval: "Yes."
Catherine understands the game Marshall was playing. Sadly, she could not compel him to choose her over Bambi. She cheerfully called Bambi again telling her to come meet with her at the painting studio, while feeling bad on the inside. After she walked in, Marshall humbly asked her to sit down.
She was overwhelmed to sit in Marshall's space. She enjoyed the moment and ignored the the females starring at her. She softly waved at Tom who welcomed her with a greeting.
Marshall, picking up his painting tool: "Feel free to take a walk if you want. You can also observe what others are doing.
Catherine, having mixed feelings: "Don't worry, I'd just sit here. By the way, your painting looks great."
Marshall: "Thank you."
In a Prime Minister's Offical Residence in Italy, the serving Prime Minister; Alessandro Rossi sits in a regal manner, subtly flipping a small black envelope. The office is adorned with prestigious historical artifacts, wall paintings depicting specific events, and other official items.
Prior to this moment, Alessandro summoned two of his most trusted and loyal advisers; Marco Ricci and Giavonni Bianchi. Shortly after, they arrived. He elegantly invites them to have a seat, pushing his chair backwards, ready to unveil the essence of the meeting.
Alessandro Rossi, reading out the words imprinted on the black envelope (in Itallian): "Nocturna Domus "
(Marco and Giavonni give a knowing glance, as the phrase he mentioned, rings a bell.)
Alessandro, continues (in Italian): "A remedy has been found_ a young female whose power could revert Benny's curse, granting him the peaceful death he seeks. He demands that she's brought to him alive and unharmed. She is an American, and also, a werewolf, but she is much more. She Carries an unimaginable power within her which could heal, and break long aged curses casted on both werewolves, and vampires."
Giavonni Bianchi (in Italian): "Sire, If shes as important as you say, then we should expect that the paranormal detectives on the American soil, should have heard about her and probably have their units in search of her. So this means we must get ready to contend with the Americans if we ever hope to get the girl alive and unharmed."
(Alessandro reveales the picture of Sasha Giggs on a computer screen.)
Marco Ricci, draws closer (in Italian): "I recognise this fellow. Yes.....she was involved in the search and rescue mission that took place in Johannesburg a year ago. The one that had to do with the rescue of Antonius. She is the red haired my son fell in love with."
Alessandro (in Italian): "Hmm, and which side was she on during this operation? Was she a member of the Reaper's team?"
Marco (in Italian): "I doubt....If she worked for the Reaper, she could have slashed my son's neck while making love with him."
(Marco said with a smile playing on his lips.)
Alessandro (in Italian): "So, your son has an intimate relationship with her?"
Marco (in Italian): "I don't think so. As far as I can tell, the whole thing ended a few weeks after the operation."
Alessandro, curious (in Itallian): "What exactly was she doing there? Who does she work for?"
Marco, clueless (in Italian): "My son told me she was a secret agent, and she never revealed who she worked for."
(Alessandro takes a deep breath. Giovanni, watching Marco intently. )
Alessandro (in Italian): "Seems like their relationship was short-lived. How come you knew what she looks like?"
Marco (in Italian): "Because my son took a picture of her as a memento."
Alessandro, commands (in italian): "Ok then, case closed.... your son will do his best to lure her in. Get him informed about how crucial his role in this mission is. Let him understand that he cannot afford to let us down."
Marco, strongly responds (in Italian): "He won't."
Giavonni (in Italian): "Yes, it is better we use him as a bait first, before resorting to attacking her on the American soil."
Benjamin, secretly known as the founder of an ancient Roman secret cult involving popular and influential persons, especially those who have positions in the Italian government. They call it 'The Order of Norturna Domus' (Latin words which means 'Nightly Dwelling'). Benjamin, being the oldest vampire born 3000 years ago, was cursed by his mother, a powerful sorceress who lost everything she ever loved at the hands of her son. He was cursed with immortality in soul torment, through a powerful melovelent ritual.
As time gradually changed from the pre-medevial times to the medevial and to the modern times, Benjamin changed his name to Benarius. However, in the modern day he is known as Benny, and due to his ruthless and unforgiving nature, he was branded a befitting name for his character _ 'Benny Uccidere' which means Benny kills.
Benny Uccidere lives in an out sketch of Rome, distant from where people live. He lives in a dark castle still lit with liquid fire stationed at strategic corners. The bricks are dark and firm. The castle is decorated with a shinny spiral dark stairs coiled from top floors to the bottom floor. It also has several torture rooms built beneath the ground. The compound is surrounded by thick bushes, and has a paced tarred road that leads to the boarder.
Benny kills being an ancient powerful figure in the world, has a profound influence on the Italian government.Through his approval and connections, Alessandro Rossi was able to become Prime Minister of Italy. Benny may be all powerful but he lives in misery. He had lived over 3000 years, but in internal chaos. Unable to kill himself, as he had tried many times. He had also tried to destroy the magic that bears his curse by carrying out several rituals but to no avail. These rituals, claiming the lives of both humans, werewolves and vampires. Having learnt about the presence of the lunar sovereign in the world, Benny restlessly seeks to lay his hands on this figure. His intention is to absorb all the power that lies within this figure to heal himself and end his suffering.