Alexander has just finished checking some journals he got from his uncle.  He has read everything in them word by word thoroughly however, that doesn’t seem to be helpful much.  He doesn’t get what he needs to know about the origin of supernatural beings specifically vampire.  The journals give general information and things that he has known.  Nothing dates back to how everything started and who were involved back then besides the Milano and Lorenzo legacies.  He has learnt during his time that there should be other families in the aristocrats circle in Europe who left legacies.  He believes every one of them had significances to find out how to fulfill their goals. 

He goes to the town library, just in case there’s anything kept in the library.  He knows that one of the reasons, they chose to come back to Afton, Wyoming, wasn’t just a random pick.  This county, to be exact this town has its magical drawn.  As the Milano, it feels like their calling is here.  Everything has to restart from here. 

They had been here before, early 1800.  Afton is the safest place for supernatural beings.  Thus, Alexander believes that if Afton feels like calling the Milano, the other families should be around here too.  At least the two are already here, Milano and Lorenzo.  The rest is for them to find out. 

Alexander has just arrived at the town library.  It is so quiet and small.  Everything is colored by brown and some silvery edges.  A girl welcomes Alexander at the counter table.

“Morning.” She smiles, a little surprise written on her face. “Do you need anything?”

Alexander pupils dilate and smiles. “Melissa.  It’s nice to see you here.”

“I can help if you need me to.  What are you looking for?” she asks sincerely.

“Periodical history in Wyoming.  I need to pinpoint historical moments and those who are mentioned in the history.” He explains simply.

She nods. “I think I can see where you are going with that.” She lets out a heavy sigh as if she understands how hard that is. “You’re looking for evidences of the other blue blood families with legacies.” She tones down her voice when she says that.

“How do you know about that? Do you know anything that you can share with me?” Alexander stands closer to the counter.

“No.  Freya told me years ago when we were still roaming together that she’d been looking for that too.  However, feeling that it was a dead end, she gave it up, I think.”

Alexander looks surprised now.  He blinks his eyes a few times and whispers to himself. “I didn’t know she did that.  She never told me.”

“As carefree as she is, I don’t think Freya forgets of her legacy and what she’s determined to do.  She’s just too stubborn to let anyone help her.” Melissa opens up about what she knows during her time with Freya.   

Alexander suddenly feels a surge of guilt. “I know that.  I’ll talk to her.  Thank you, Melissa.” He touches her hand on the counter.  It’s a gentle and heartwarming touch that Melissa unexpectedly doesn’t feel awkward neither tries to pull her hand away.  She just feels like there’s something familiar about him, not because they’ve met few times before but something more. 

She takes her mind back from wandering, shaking her head. “Ah, yeah.  Glad to be able to help.” She moves her hand a little and that makes Alexander realize his hand has been there for a while and he takes it back.   
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Caracas, Venezuela, November 1910

Freya was sitting on café corner on the outside part so that she could get the view of the street art festival near that café.  Across her seat was a guy who looked like native with black short hair and tanned skin.  She was enjoying her coffee while watching the festival on the street yet her mind was actually thinking about something else.  Her mind was taken back to reality when the guy touched her hand.  

“This seating is seating.  Come closer.” She said while her hand strokes his upper thigh.  He moved his seat next to Freya obediently like he’d just do anything she asked him to. 

“Would you like to walk around a bit and get closer to see the art?” he offered.

She moaned. “We can do that after this.  I could use some booster.” With her hand, she cupped his cheek and made him face her.  She trailed kisses from his jaw to his cheek then to his lips.  Her other hand was wandering on his thigh then grabbed his hand leading it to her thigh.  She’s enjoying herself till a girl interrupted them.

“Excuse me, Miss.  Can you help me?” a young girl wearing her hair tied up on the back and brought a backpack stood next to her seat.  She had flawless dark brown skin and perfect front teeth that were shown as she smiled.  Her smile was fading as she was waiting for Freya to respond. “Miss?”

Freya let out a grunt and broke the kiss. “Oh, yeah.  What can I do to help? I’m not from here either though.” Her hand was still under his shirt. “And you know I’m a little tied up here.”

“I was separated from my group.  I got left behind.  Would you lend me your phone? Mine is dead.  I don’t want to stray too far or it’d be harder to be found.” She explained.  She couldn’t keep her eyes off of Freya as if she’s observing her.  

Freya said something to the guy in Spanish and that guy took out his phone from his pocket.  He handed the phone to that young girl.  She mouthed some words in Spanish to say thank you.  He nodded and smiled.  Freya was going to continue what she was doing but that girl stood so close to her that her hand brushed Freya’s shoulder. 

“I need some space here young lady.” Freya felt annoyed.  She pushed that young girl a little.  That young girl was busy checking phone number written in a paper then making a call to that number.  After making a quick call, she gave the phone back to that guy and muttered a thank you. 

Freya let out a relieved breath, thinking that she could continue her little make out.  However, that young girl stayed next to her as if there’s nothing distracting with that.  She looked dazed at what she witnessed from the first time she got there, especially the way Freya made that guy do what she asked. 

Freya surely could feel her presence that close.  She then stopped what they were doing and sighed.  She looked up to the girl and glared at her.  That young girl replied innocently. “I told my teacher I’m waiting in this café.”

“Okay, look.  There are many other spots in this grand café and you just happened to choose standing here, next to me, this close.” Freya wiggled her shoulder to nudge that young girl.  Freya looked at the girl with full attention now and felt like she knew her. “Wait, have we met before?” Freya whispered to that guy to give them some space so that guy pulled himself back.  That young girl shook her head.

“Are you from Illinois?” Freya asked.

That girl nodded and a smile was formed on her face. “How do you know?”

“What’s your name?” Freya asked her further question instead.  She got curious because she was so sure she had seen that girl before. “Are you following me here?”

She shook her head right away. “I don’t even know you.  My name is Melissa Warren.  Can I know your name?” 

“No way, Melissa.  I don’t give out name to strangers.” Freya turned to that guy and told him to go.  She pecked his lip before he left. “Can you sit here? I’d like to ask you some things while you’re waiting your guardian.” She felt intrigued when she met someone more than once, moreover in two different unexpected places.  She had always felt like she’s being watched and chased anywhere.   

“What are you doing here?”

“Study tour.” She then asked a question that got Freya shocked. “What did you just do that guy all this time? That sharp compelling eyes staring.”

Suddenly Freya lost the words to what she was about to ask.  She just laughed it off but Melissa kept pushing it. “I know you seem like you’re about to do that to me too.  Your look is so sharp and straight I can see your dark blue eyes.”

Freya was so annoyed with she might have known.  She observed Melissa from top to bottom, trying to feel what her guts told her.  That night Freya just waited with Melissa until that young girl was picked up.  Her mind was officially bothered and intrigued.  She went after her as soon as she left Venezuela.  She found her in Illinois and since then their lives were intertwined more than expected.  She was psychic and highly observant, which made Freya took Melissa with her on some of her adventures.  
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Sooo that's Melissa flashback, how Freya met her and their history 😭 isn't that cute lol
I give each important flashback to each character related to Freya in any way to give them a basis as to why they do what they do

Hope you enjoy this journey

😜
Anjaa