Darkness hides many things from normal human eyes. Convicts, prostitutes, the homeless, and the scum humanity wishes to hide from itself in order to pretend it doesn't exist. There is one thing that darkness cannot hide though, no matter how hard it tries. In a time gone by I was known as Dracula, The First Vampire. If we were to go by what Mr. Stoker says in his novel, I am not to be trusted. I am evil, without humanity. I am, in a sense, a monster. But what if I were to tell you that those myths are just that, myths. What if I were to tell you that I am not as evil as people made me. What if I told you that I too can love. What if I were to tell you that even the most evil of creatures can find it's way to heaven and reclaim its soul.