4 Chapter 1

I've been on this rampage for 3 days. I can't recall what started it, since I wasn't even eating my victims, I just was. And I enjoyed it. I loved the blood washing over me, the split second of terror on their faces between when I captured them and killed them. My aim wasn't torture. I didn't want to cause them any pain. I just wanted their blood. Specifically, I wanted the emotions in their blood. I didn't know why, but I couldn't feel my own emotions. I knew I had the capability, I they seemed to be turned off. So I continued to kill, desperate to feel something. I quickly learned to kill swiftly and without them noticing so that I could taste something other than fear. My latest victim was a woman who happened to walk past me. I could tell by the pheromones in her blood , that she had recently had sex, but didn't really enjoy it, because there was also disappointment. Somewhere deep in me, I felt bad, but it was quickly drowned out by nothingness and I searched for another victim.

Though I am on a rampage, I am methodical about it, though I don't quite understand why. It feels instinctual, feed on a few bodies in one town, move on to another, only prey on cities after dark. The sun was still rising, so no one was around. She was my first victim in this town, so I had plenty of time. She happened to be around the edge of town, near a house. After I drenched myself in her blood, I discard the body in the open, where a few people will see it, but not too many. While I am confident I could easily kill a large group of people, I want my blood as fresh as possible, not having sat for even a minute in a dead body. The hormones leave the body first, so killing a bunch of people at the same time would be pointless. I hide and wait.

It doesn't take very long for my next victim to come out. A couple comes out for an early morning jog. They run down the street and notice the body. One of the women opens her mouth to scream, but in the next second, her head is flying through the air. Before the second can react, she too is dead. I slice her throat and throw both the ladies in the air. I quickly slice then up until their bodies are indistinguishable from the blood also raining down . I shower in it, rubbing it over my face and body. There is adrenaline, and happiness. It lasts only a minute, then nothing. I need more. I freeze. There is a large group of people headed my way. At least a hundred people. They're coming at high speed, and are a mile away. I could still fairly easily kill all of them, but I have no desire to . It's wasteful and cruel. I run away for now. As I run, I notice a sign of a wooden post '2 mile run today! 6 am -10 am!'. I curse myself for not noticing it before.

I escape into an abandoned warehouse in a nearby city. It was still too early to hunt in the city. It was only 10 am, something I knew since I ran past a bank displaying the time. On my way hear, I found girl that smelled absolutely delectable. She was alone and around my age. I wondered why she wasn't in school. She seemed to just be wandering around the city. I put the to sleep with magic and carried her with me until I got to the abandoned warehouse. I laid her down and studied her. She was sleeping in peacefully. I brushed her hair aside to reveal her neck. It was so pale I could see the veins pomping blood through her body. I watched hungrily for a few moments, my desire to eat her increasingly with each beat. I grab her wrist and smell it, the faint aroma of her blood enchanting me. I slowly sink my teeth in, then stop.

There are a group of Vamps surrounding the building. I wonder why I hadn't noticed until now, but there's no way I'm escaping without a fight. I feel excitement creep up within me, the first real feeling I've felt since I can remember. I decide to stay crouched on the ground and pretend I don't notice then. I bite into my victim and feed. Suddenly a door is kicked in and Vamps start pouring in, surrounding me. One of them barks at me to put the human down and get up slowly. I decide to follow their directions, excitement getting stronger. My magic starts swirling around me. The Vampire orders me to stop or they would attack. The prospect of a fight with this many Vamps excite me even more. I continue to build my magic. Everything is still for a moment. Then, when the leader orders then to attack me, I release the magic I've built up in a huge explosion. This building and a few surrounding building explode completely. The ones that didn't explode take massive damage. This scatters most of the Vamps, but a few recover extremely quickly and run towards me. I run towards the closest one, and we engage in a magical battle. I shoot a ball of boiling water at him. He dodges and throws a slice of air at me. I dispell it and shoot water down his throat, blocking his airways.. He stops in his tracks. I know this isn't be going to stop him for long, as we can hold our breath for a long time. He is only surprised. I grab him and slam him against a wall, knocking him out. I then throw him into another Vamp that was coming towards me.

I continue fighting, easily overpowering most, but they keep coming. I'm starting to grow tired. I haven't slept in days. I don't have a scratch on me, but I'm getting tired , and quickly losing interest. I decide to let them capture me. I stop suddenly and hold out my arms. The Vamp I was fight backs away. I stand there with my arms out. He slowly approaches and grabs my arm. He is still on high guard. I do nothing. Suddenly, I'm feeling extremely tired, even more than I did before. I know someone is using magic to subdue me. I'm also feel another emotion; relief. This nightmare had finally ended. I peacefully embraced sleep as it enveloped me, and whisked me away.

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I woke up in a white room. It's deafeningly silent. I hear nothing but my own breathing and blood. I quickly jump to my feet. I don't know what is going on, or how I ended up here. I run around, looking for an opening, but there is one. I haven't even found a wall. I'm just in this vast open whiteness. I begin to run, desperately searching for an ending, and finding none. I do something extremely out of character and call for my mom. There's no answer. I call or again. Nothing. Is she punishing me? The last thing I remember is us sparring. We sparred everyday when I woke up. It was to make me a soldier to fight for her cause, but it only made me hate her. Right now though, I missed her immensely. I look down at myself. I'm wearing a white robe I've never seen before and I smell like something sweet. This makes me sweat. Mother would never change my clothes in a punishment and she absolutely hates the color white because it's the color of the Yasu Guard uniform.

I stop dead in my tracks. There's only one explanation for why I'm here. My mother may be a monster, but she would never hands my to the Yasu willingly. I clench my fists in a panic. If the Yasu Guard had caught me, was I already dead? Or was this my sentence. Solitary confinement is one of the worst forms of torture for me. It bought a lot of bad memories from my early childhood. I was left alone to fend for myself for long hours while the my parents were with their Cult. Then, realizing that I was afraid of being alone, my mother would isolate me, declaring that she would rid me of all weaknesses, but it only exacerbated them. I fall to the ground, my hands shaking. I close my eyes and focus on breathing. It calms me, just a little. Behind me, I hear a noise. I freeze, holding my breath, and putting my guard up. There's a man, standing in a opening studying me.

He slowly comes my way, and against my will, my Hunter's instinct comes out. Hunter's instinct is exactly what it sounds like. It's something all Vampires possess that makes us one bof the most deadly beings in the universe. It's different for all of us, but for me, it manifests as being able to see a mile around me without looking. I can see things with great detail with my eyes closed. Do I knew exactly what this man looked like. He was the color of milk chocolate, with dark brown eyes, long lashes and plump lips. They were kind eyes, that brought you in. I had a hunch that they were his Hunter's instinct. He had a slender but muscular build, and walked gracefully. He was only a foot away from me now, and stopped. He stopped down to me, and reached out to touch my shoulder. In an instant, I whipped around, grabbing his wrist, and lunged for his throat, in an attempt to lop his head off.

He dodged in the nick of time and I manage to scratch his neck. He quickly twists the hand I'm holding around, causing me to turn. I let go, and pull away. I throw a roundhouse kick in the direction of his throat, and hit a hastily put up barrier. I follow up with a blade of water, and slice his stomach. That one hit. He cries out in pain. I kick his knee, bending it backwards causing him to fall back. I notice something behind me, it's a vine he's conjured up to surprise attack me. Without turning I throw another water blade cutting it down. I put up a sheet of water, and throw it at him. It covers his, and holds him to the ground with surface tension. I prey is trapped. I stalk over to him to him to deal the final blow, when suddenly I find I can't move.

We struggle at our traps for a while. My water tension gets stronger with struggling, and it seems like his did too. I had a trick for getting out though. I turned myself into water. But the trap turned into a cup keeping me in. I wasn't getting out of this, but neither was he. He was starting to get exasperated.

"Oy! Can I just say you are strong", he marveled "My name is Octavio. I'm the fighting instructor of the palace. Luckily for us, one of my powers are to neutralize magic and restore body parts", he informs me. I restore my normal form and stare at him a moment.

"I'm Abigail", I say simply.

"Ah, Abigail. How about we have a truce. It has been a long time since anyone other than that Daughter has bested me in a fight. You have my respect. Whoever your parents are trained you well. So what do you say, Abigail? Truce?", he offers. I think for a moment. I had already figured out how to get out of this trap on my own, and could probably kill him and escape, but I honestly detect no hostility coming from him. Not to mention, I feel if I kill him, they'll leave me locked in here. I would much rather be dead than be stuck in here.

"Truce", I agree. He lets me out, and I release the water. I don't let my guard down. He heals his wounds and jumps up. I take a step back, guarded. He hold out his hand to me and bows his head.

"Allow me to formally introduce myself. I am Octavio. I am head fighter and combat trainer. I am also in charge of lost and orphaned Vamp children. Though you don't act l like a child, you still are one. I can tell you are a wounded soul", he says, closing his eyes. " This is why I feel it is best I pair you with Chamomile. She possess calming magic that I believe will be beneficial to you" he announces. A woman walks in. She smiles at me and bows.

"I am Chamomile. It's very nice to me you. ", she says smiling. I stare at her. Even without using her calming magic, as her name implies she is very calming. I feel at ease and relaxed for the first time, ever. It's nice, but also unnerving. I put my guard up. Octavio smiles at us.

"Great! I'm glad we're all getting on. Now, come. I'd like you to get settled at home for a while, and we will meet again soon. He briskly walls out of the room. Chamomile and I glance at one another and she smiles at me. We exit the white room and as the door to that room closes, so too does the door to my old life.