THIRD PERSON POV
Voltaria stirred a little bit. She just had the most painful headache ever. She opened her eyes expecting to see Cara but instead, she saw darkness. Pure darkness.
Voltaria slowly got up to a sitting position and try to remember what happened before.
"I don't remember getting here..." She said.
"Welcome to the dark pit of hell." A voice startled her.
Voltaria turned to see a woman with black hair smiling at her.
"Who are you?"
"Charon. You're in my boat. I'm taking you to your final resting place." Voltaria doesn't know what to say. She's dead?!
"I'm dead?" Charon slowly nodded.
"You died after your daughter was born." Charon patted Voltaria's shoulder.
"Old Vampires like you suppose to produce more blood after the birth but, something wrong and you didn't."
