Victor knocked on the door and when one of the maids went to open he run inside as fast as he could and reached John.

"What happened?" John asked deducing it was probably going to clam the attack of another snake and quite annoyed for being disturbed right when he finally made peace with Rose.

"I can't control Abigail anymore." Victor said even if he hesisted seeing Roselyn nearly but he didn't have time to ask him some privacy.

John frowned his forehead and knitted his eyebrows but before he could ask further explanations Victor turned around and disappeared speeding away.

"I will come back soon." John whispered to Roselyn before hastly following his cousin.

Roselyn took a long breath and murmured, "alright. Say hi to her from me." She sat down at the table and asked the maid to bring her some food as a worthy substitute to cheer her up.

Victor returned home and the whole visit took about a few minutes, he took a long breath, if Abigail escaped he would have found her on the way home so there were high chances she remained home and successfully controlled her powers?

Victor opened the door and gazed inside, no sign of Abigail, if she was still at home at least she didn't untie herself and would still be in her room.

"Are you sure..." John tried to ask but Victor gestured him to be quiet as they walked closer to the room where Abigail was tied in.

Victor stepped inside the room and dropped his gaze to the floor, Abigail was lying asleep on the floor still tied, he took a breath of relief and his heart began to beat in its usual rhythm.

Victor wanted to cheer and compliment her, scream to the word that his loved wife did it! She successfully controlled her senses on her own.

"This is a good sign?!" John asked confused as his gaze ran through the layers of ropes tied around Abigail's ankles and wrists impeding her to move.

Victor smiled, he nodded with a spark of joy in his eyes, "It means she has finally controlled herself." He stated traveling his gaze from John to Abigail who looked so innocently when asleep.

"Alright, so I can go back home..." John intervened taking a step forward the door but Victor stretched for his hand and made him halt just like John suspected.

"We can start practice as soon as she will wake up," Victor commented and John didn't seem to have an alternative but wait until Abigail would wake up. They silently headed toward the kitchen and Victor filled two glasses of wine for both of them.

"We should practice inside," John said before sipping from the glass and Victor laughed amused as if he just heard a good joke. But john's facial expression was serious. Victor knitted down his eyebrows so John explained his reason: "I stumbled across shape-shifting demons. I already had to fight three but they are very powerful." John took a deep breath and Victor's facial expression became blank and scared.

"What kind of snakes?" He asked but John stared at the emptiness before replying, "snakes."

Victor sighed, "oh..." that's all they said, John could feel his fear invading the room.

"Ethan is helping me to try to stop them and solve the situation," John commented, sipping from the glass again and trying to sound less preoccupied than he was, he knew if Victor would see his cousin scared he would freak out. Especially if that cousin was John, the most unfearing ruthless, and the stronger person he ever met, the one person he loved and hated at the same times for the adjectives just mentioned.

"You trust him a lot," Victor said in a voice smatterer and almost doubtful.

"I do," John replied right away glowering at him as if he didn't want to get started. He knew Victor enough and he could read the disapprobation in his gaze.

"You forgot he killed your father?" Victor asked saying the thing John didn't want to hear and as soon as he heard the words escaping from his mouth John threw the glass on the floor abruptly.

"I didn't. Like I didn't forget about you threatening you wished you did it." John replied, his eyes flashed with crimson redness and his fangs grow longer.

Victor's gaze traveled toward Abigail's room as if he feared the noise would have woke her up.

John walked toward the refrigerator nonchalantly to grab the whole bottle of wine and took few sips from it.

"Be quiet, she is sleeping and you don't want to make her mad trust me," Victor said clenching his teeth.

John shrugged, "I am not scared of a fresh vampire." He said, he raised his voice as a clear provocation to Victor probably trying to get his payback after his statement about Ethan.

Victor growled at him but the noise of Abigail's footsteps made the both of them turn around.

She had shining bloody eyes and she revealed her fangs as she gazed at Victor, "your promise!" she lifted her voice. Victor scoffed, she lost it again and was back to her bestial nature.

"See..." Victor whispered to John who is a step rushed to her. "Hi, Abigail," John said hinting at a smile and appearing right in front of her, Abigail frowned her eyebrows now growling at John.

"I'm happy to see you too." John commented at her grown, "Did you cut your hair?" John asked cupping his chin and gazing at her quizically, "what did you do? You look different. Are you eating enough.." John said but Victor soon intervened. "John!" he called and his voice thundered around the room.

Abigail's eyes flashed even more and her fags grow longer as she growled once again. She took a step forward John looking up to him with a threatening aura.

"What are you doing?" Victor asked John, he didn't understand the purpose of making Abigail mad, was that still a provocation for what he said earlier? If it was he wouldn't be surprised, John was the type of boy who hardly forgot and had much resentment.

"Oh, you turned into a vampire?" John asked ignoring Victor and fixing his gaze on Abigail.

John snapped his fingers, "that's it!" he giggled massaging his forehead, "I forgot about it."

Abigail was narrowing her eyes as if she felt played by John.

"You must be starving. I still remember the first weeks after turning into a vampire I felt like I had been starving for years, my body was aching so badly that I couldn't think of anything else than human blood." Abigail took another step forward John, her eyes flashing even more and her hands began to shake for trying to contain her anger and frustration.

"It was a weird feeling. How can you miss and crave something you never tasted before? However, let me confess you a secret. The taste is even better than what you imagine. It is incomparable to any food you have ever eaten in your life.." John continued nodding.