The strike of her boot sounded thunderous in the silence of midnight, as Victoria made her way down the cobblestone path of the graveyard, moonlight cast eerie shadows among the headstones standing in silent desolate rows.

She made her way over to the oldest section of the graveyard, where the stones were in disrepair the graves long forgotten and abandoned by their loved one. With trembling hands, she opened the careworn leather diary to the last page marked with a grave rubbing that matched one of the graves.

This was the final resting place one the people responsible for the death of her grandfather and start of his family's problems, this person deserved on rest.

Tonight Victoria would take steps to bring justice for what had been done to her family, her grandfather had been a great man a true visionary of the ages. All he wanted was to help rid the world of pain and suffering, and instead of being heralded as hero he was ridiculed and murdered.

Victoria had found his diary and his notes, she'd attended the finest medical schools she could afford, she'd continued his research in secret never telling a soul.

Tonight she would change that, tonight the world would learn of his greatness; she made perfected his research and it was time to show the world the serum she'd developed from it. She pulled a tube from her coat and poured it over the gravesite, almost immediately a pale hand erupted from the soil, glowing with unholy light.

Victoria smiled for on this night she had defeated death