Chronicles of Cana Caine Pt 1

Chronicles Of Cana Caine
(Quentin Collins  and anything connected to Dark Shadows Created by Dan Curtis)
Story By Melissa C. Scraper

Part One - Quentin's Quest

Prologue the Story of Cana Caine really began in 1778.

The Year was 1778 Candace Patricia Angelica Caine, who goes by Cana, was walking in the woods at night like her father had always advised her never to do. Her Father would disown her if he had known of her secret.  Cana was sneaking to the Gypsy camp in the woods when she saw a gypsy being tortured by a local. The young man was clearly trying to hard them because the Gypsy was different. "Stop all life is precious!" she took a large stick and hit the young man over the head and Helped the woman to her caravan.  The woman looked at her "Why is such a pretty girl as you not in the town at the dance?"

Cana "Because none of the boys are the type i feel i can connect to." she pulled her shawl up around her shoulder she sighed "Because i don't want to be tied to a young man that thinks money and the family line are all that matters in life." the gypsy took her hand and stated reading her palm "You have the Spirit of a Romany, Child. Your soul mate is not in this life time. Your twin flame has yet to be born." she took her hand and placed it on Cana's chest "As a reward for saving my life i grant you life until you cross paths with your twin flame and when you meet him. you and he will grow old and die together." lightning crashed and can felt a strange Jolt she wasn't sure if she believed this woman.

How it Began...
The Year Was 1898 Cana was visiting the United States she hated being a vampire and she further loathed the man who had invited her to This Mansion known As Collinwood. It had a dark aura floating around it. She Entered the foyer of the imposing house and looked around and was ushered into the ballroom.

Cana had been living on her own for so long that she sometimes wished she definitely knew she was going to meet this soul mate the gypsy had told her about. She had been wandering so long that she had forgotten where she was born. as she soaked in the bath tub her mind drifted to the Past. It was 1898 and she has somehow ended up in the United States at the estate of a rich family.

She looked up and saw him. The Black Sheep of the Family Quentin. Everyone in the town knew this man was married but he still flirted with ever eligible female he saw and he was instantly attracted to Cana.

But she was more intrigued by the man by the man with a cane that bore a silver wolf's head handle. Did they know he was a vampire. She could tell he was a vampire older than she was. His Physical age was older than her but his personality made her think he may have been born in a separate century from hers.  She felt like she knew the kind of person he was by how he looked at the other people in the room. Then she realized she knew when he had become a creature of the night because the portrait in the Foyer said Barnabas Collins 1795.

Quentin in one sweeping Motion walked over to Cana and began dancing with her "I believe you need a lady's permission to dance with her sir. You don't just grab someone and start dancing with them." she tried to look him in the eye but he was 8 inches taller than she.

The man "My Name is Quentin. I saw you staring at my cousin, Barnabas, he's such a prude i doubt he'd dance with such a lovely lady and i decided to take the initiative." they started to waltz.

Cana "Mister Collins, i am not interested in dancing with someone with no respect for personal space!" she pushed him away and ran out onto the patio. Barnabas "Miss, I feel it necessary to apologize for the poor behavior of my relation." he walks over to her. the moon glints off the black onyx ring on the pointer finger of his right hand. "I think Quentin is just fortunate that you controlled your true strength and didn't throw him through that wall." he looks at her his piercing browns staring deep into her soul "Was it a lover who cursed you?" she looks at him and sighs sitting on the bench. "i can see it in your eyes. All you want is love."

Annie "Mister Collins, How come these people don't seem to know what you are?" she asked point blank. "Let me guess they think you're just an accentric relative. Quentin Called you a Prude." she looks at him "You're not a prude. Like me you'd rather not be a vampire." she sighs and explains to him "Why did that Woman think making me a vampire would be a good reward for saving her life?"   Quentin was watching through the window assuming that Barnabas was seducing Cana when they were just talking. "So Quentin is Immortal and thinks it's a license to flit about swooping upon unsuspecting women. That's not going to work with me."

She looks at the moon "It's such a lovely night."

Cana shakes her self out of her jorney to the past as she gets out of the bath tub as she hears Quentin's favorite tune playing into her answering machine. "Bloody Hell. there's nothing quite like having an immortal werewolf for a stalker. and it's a full moon tonight so he's going to be more aggressive." she muttered to herself.

It meant he was back in town. Quentin Collins, the thorn in her side for the last 110 years. She slips into her dress and opens the window and smells his scent in the air the scent of a dog wanting to mate and she sees where he's standing opens the window takes a shot glass and beans him in the Head "Nice to see you again Quentin."

Quentin grunts "You Know you want me, Cana!" he laughs in his oh so annoying way and then howls at the moon. "Time for me to go on the prowl." he says as he transforms.

Cana rolls her eyes "That man is so obnoxious!" she goes to a speed dating club. it was hte ony plus where she could prowl and not end up talking to drunks and idiots. Maybe a few horny men but there were always horny men and she just accepted that. She refused to Accept that she hadn't found a soul mate and was hoping to god it wasn't Quentin. he was brash and got on her nerves.  He was always the type that wanted what he couldn't have. She had been telling him ever Since that Tango at the Ball in 1898 that she didn't want a man like him. But he wouldnlt listen.

Cana  had met Someone at Speed Dating. Not the Victim type just a sweet man that knew how to treat a lady unfortunately Quentin had chosen this man as his victim. a few hours later as Duck was about to approach Cana had brough Unconscious Quentin to her apartment. When he awoke "I told you you wanted me Cana?"

Cana "I brought you here so a lynch mob wouldn't kill you for mauling a man outside the Speed Dating Club."  she gets up and goes to her room "you stay on the couch the sun is about to rise and i am going to bed." she may find this man an aggrivation but she didn't want the man to be killed.. Quentin soon went to sleep.

To Be Continued....

Wednesday, 20 August, 2008
1:39:45 AM