I continued this chapter and I included a flashback.
This is the flashback by the way. I'll post up the final part of this chapter soon!!

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Louie was awakened early in the morning by the sound of the creaky crypt door. Tobias entered with a cup of coffee and sat down next to him on a cold, marble slab.
He was annoyed to see that the old man was still in his house as he rubbed the sleep from his face.
"Good morning." Tobias' friendliness went to waste as the vampire turned his back to him and walked out of the crypt to wash himself clean in the pound outside.
The old hare walked over to the grave at the center of the crypt.
"Here lies Lawrence Greenthorpe, founder of the Greenthorpe village. Visionair, husband, father."
Tobias' hands followed the letters. "I miss you old friend."
Louie had cupped his hands together and was about to wash his face as the words the old hare had spoken reached his ears.
He walked back to the crypt, his fur wet from his early morning bath. "You knew my father?"
Tobias smiled. It had taken him a while but he had finally reached out and made contact with Louie.
"He was a brilliant and charismatic man." A tear ran down Louie's cheek and it seemed as if he had finally woken up out of a long coma.
As if the realization had set in ... "He's gone, isn't he?"
The stranger came over to him and gave him a warm hug, as his father often had done when he was sad and he grieved over their loss.
He sat down by his mothers grave and stroke the marble as to feel a physical link with her. "I miss you mommy."
Tobias walked over to the pound to wash himself up. Together they had made a start to a long and slow process.

Estella woke up the same day, miles and miles away from Greenthorpe.
The fresh corpses of two young, dead men held her company. She had drained them from their life fluids and snapped their necks. They lay on the bed together in a macabre entanglement.
Estella had not spared a single life ever since Louie's, she kicked the lifeless rabbits out of her bed and got up.
The thick, brown curtains were drawn close and a thick musky scent filled the room and made her nauseous.
She drew open the curtains and the sunlight covered her milky, white body.
"Time to move on precious." She told herself. Estella had lost her mind ever since she ran away from Louie and had grown more mad with every bite from every corpse she took.
Nothing mattered anymore. She stepped over the corpse of one of her latest victims and got into her clothes. She clipped her garters to her panties and smirked.
Men were the easiest prey there was, all it took was one pretty smile and they were hers.
Estella opened the nightstand of her rented room in another random town and picked up a volume of the chronicles of Bruhn. "I've not given up looking for you yet, pretty." She said as she cackled like a maniac.
"You'll set us all free." Estella kissed the book and put it in her handbag, she walked out of the room to become a lady again for a few more hours.

"Focus." Tobias shouted as he knocked Louie on his back for the fifth time in half an hour.
"I can't, I've had enough for today Tobias." Three months had past and Louie had grown close to his mentor. Who had shown up to give him company. To teach him both the ways of the warrior and the scholar.
They were sparring with sticks on one sunny morning as Tobias told him to count up to a hundred in Gastarian, a dead language used by the first followers of the temple of Carrotus.
"Nijan, Garo, Pathek." Louie felt tired and with one firm blow Tobias smashed the stick out of his hand and into the lake. He firmed his grip on his own stick and with a steady hand made a notion to hit Louie over the head who in returned grabbed it and brought the old man out of balance making him roll to the grass.
"You're growing stronger." The old man coughed as he tried to get up, Louie reached his hand out to him to help him up. "You're forgetting one thing though, don't think you are victorious before you are."
Tobias grabbed Louie's hand and threw him into the lake.
The vampire grabbed his own stick and jumped back into the shore with such a force that his feet were buried ankle deep into the soft shore. He made a swoop with his stick and broke Tobias' fighting stick in half.
"I give up." The old man smiled, proud of his young pupil.
"Let us go inside and rest under the pleasure of a cup of tea. I think you've earned it."

"You know I can't drink this, Tobias." Louie said and Tobias laughed as he said "I may be old, my friend. But I'm not quite senile yet." His eyes sparkled with life.
"This is tea from Kahani leaves, they grow near the mills of Pneum Arklik. Quite an extraordinary place. You should see it for yourself some day."
He poured two cups, a feint flowery smell emerged from the pot of yellowish tea.
"This tea evaporates inside of the drinkers body and the steam has healing properties. Not that you need that with your regenerative capabilities, but an old man like me likes to treat himself with a cup or two every now and then."
He winked at Louie who smiled at him. Meeting Tobias was the best thing that had happened to him after years of loneliness. They took their cups in their hands and clinked them together over the good work out they had.
The vampire had always taken his friend for granted but a question had been burning on his lips for a while now and in a quite moment he blurted it out.
"Why did you come here Tobias?"
Tobias put his cup down. "You're father and I were best friends, we told each other we would always look out for one another. Unfortunately, I failed to do my job."
"You could not help it, Tobias. It was by his own hand he died. It would not have mattered any whether you had been there or not."
Tobias nodded his head. "You can not help it either Louie, but does that make you feel any less guilty for what happened?"
Louie quietly shook his head and the old hare continued.
"When I could not help him, my concerns for your father became my concerns for you. Concider it my inheritance."
Tobias paused for a moment to take another sip of his tea. "I was devastated to hear that your father had past on into the next life and after I heard eyewitness reports from this area that told of a creature haunting the Greenthorpe mansion. I knew it could only be you."
Louie was shocked to hear this. "But, how did you know? How come you know about these mythical beings that are a secret to the rest of the world?"
Tobias laughed. "My dear Louie, a secret this big can hardly be kept without someone uncovering it. Do you think Estella and you are the only vampires that roam Carrotus? The world is filled with mythical beings. Vampires, zombies, ghosts, there are thousands, hiding in the dark."
Louie's had spun, Zombies and ghosts? Surely he must have been joking. "Are you sure there are no side effects to this tea?"
Thomas continued as if he had not heard him. "Your father was not just a wealthy industrial land lord, Louie. Him and I have studied the occult ever since our years in high school. We have done excessive studying into the nature of these beasts and their history." Louie was sitting on the edge of his seat hearing all of this. He could not believe his father had been involved in all of this.
"I think it's time I showed you something, follow me." Tobias stood up and walked out of the drawing room to the grand library.
Louie followed after him and noticed him grabbing a book and turning it to a page with a strange, dark symbol on it. Tobias pronounced it and the floor of the Library shook. Four lines of equal size formed in the floor forming a perfect square.
It materialized to turn into a trap door which opened itself up revealing a flight of stairs that led down underneath the ground.
He treded down the stairs, lights in the long walkway popped on as he past them, as if they were controlled by magic and after what seemed like ages he entered a library that seemed at least four times as big as the one upstairs.
A skeleton of a beast he had never seen before stood in the far, right corner of the wall. A plaque underneath read 'Loup-garou'. "A werewolf." He mumbled to himself. "Unbelievable."
He looked around some more and noticed a drawing of what seemed like a large mill with several hooded figured kneeling in front of it worshiping an deity.
Mounted on the wall in front of him hang a framed picture of a ghastly being imprisoned behind bars of earth and bone. "I notice he caught your attention." Tobias' voice startled Louie.
Everything seemed so much more scarier in this damp air. "Yes, who is he?"
"His name is Bruhn, he gave birth to evil." Tobias said. One short sentence but the impact was enormous, because Louie had never heard fear in Tobias voice until now.
"It is written that he will return and clean the world of all that is good, he will act as an executioner and only the wicked will roam the earth."
"Surely this is just a legend?" Louie asked him hoping to see Tobias light up and slap him on the shoulder while letting out a hearty laugh.
"It could be." Tobias tried to calm him down and walked over to the first bookcase to the right of the stairs. "Follow me."
Louie walked backwards towards Tobias, not breaking free from the terrible eyes of the end of everything.
"I want you to read this, it's a story of sacrifice and bravery.Your father showed me this once and he had always believed it to be the absolute truth. I want to hear what you think of it."
Tobias pushed the book into Louie's hands and walked back up the stairs, Louie followed after casting one more glance on Bruhn.