Frederick felt the moment the stake went through his forever love. He screamed aloud agony that filled the city streets. The end of Madeline was also the end of him in spirit. He began to be something he hated.<br/><br/>Within days he had gone from a reasonable descent night creature to an angry killing machine. It was all about lust and blood. It didn’t mater male or female, he had them both and killed them all.<br/><br/>He moved into the darker side of the skid row for a time but soon found ways to obtain some funds by feeding on the rich. Finally rising up to being socially connected.<br/><br/>All and all he had killed something like 200 humans in his frenzy of 6 months.<br/><br/>====================================<br/><br/>Timothy began to feel the presence of Frederick’s madness and it began to concern him. A rouge vampire is not good for anyone of the night, human or vampire. So he began his search for the creature, to destroy it or bring it in somehow.<br/><br/>“I think we need to find this creature. Elena you can help me, I think. You into being bate?” Timothy asked as he kissed her left nipple like a sweet candy.”<br/>