Cassidy Davis, a young maiden in the 17th century, was being courted by an older man who went by the name of Wilson Mitchel. He was rich, handsome, and kind. The perfect gentleman. After a brief courtship, they were married in a small church ceremony.

The next night, Cassidy was knitting by the warm fireplace when she was attacked by an unknown and half-starved vampire.

Waking up on her bed the next night, the young wife remembered her death and couldn't understand her resurection. Her husband saw the fangs, and left her.

Newly devorced and almost out of money, the young vampire ran away to the far away town of New Roanoke, where she met Peter, a young and strong man. They fell in love and married.

After Peter was turned into a vampire, Cassidy gave birth to a son, and named him Jeremy. Soon after, a daughter was born. They named her Rose.

Jeremy aged into a child, the exact copy of his father, and Rose turned into a beautiful toddler with long red hair and glowing blue eyes.

They were good years. Sadly, no interesting story stays happy for very long.

Cassidy gave birth to another son, and Peter gave him his name. Around the same time, a newcomer came to New Roanoke.

He went by the name of William, but his first name was Wilson. And he was looking for his wife, and a fast way to reclaim the youth he had lost over the years.

While they slept, Wilson crept onto the Davis property, which was a sprawling Victorian estate with a large green lawn for the children to play on. His sounds woke Peter, and Wilson was caught entering the door.

Before Peter ripped out the intruder's throat, Cassidy recognized her first husband. She begged Peter to let him live, and after some debate, let Wilson move into a guest room.

After a week, Wilson begged Cassidy to change him into a vampire. She declined, and Wilson became enraged. He left the home, and searched his mind for a way of revenge.

He found it by taking Rose.