The day everything changed in this world, was the day a certain boy decided to take over a country. This boy was determined to make this place safe for his brother, and thus ruled with an iron grip. His policies weren't extremely oppressive, but the people of this country desired only their right to do whatever the hell they wanted to do. Soon all they wanted to do was get rid of their dictator.
Oh, how they tried. But how does one kill someone who cannot be killed? Of course, he wasn't completely able to avoid an unatural death, but to actually commit the deed? That was on the brink of impossible.
His sharp senses would hear an arrow whistling and he would simply step to the side. Then, the failed assassin would end up dead, or on the edge of death. And then, there were the times that he wasn't paying enough attention. They had attempted on these rare occasions.
But, he had a she. She was supposed to be one of them. They had approached her; asked for her assistance. She had the easiest shot at him; the best chance with a knife. But when she saved him, they knew. They knew which side she had chosen.
Betrayal. Disloyalty. Traitor.
How could she do this to them? How could one of their own fall for one of his?
How could a human fall for a vampire?
