In this wording which you have decided to read, I will show you the true life of us, of me, of my sisters and brothers and most importantly my youngest sister. Look upon this as not a guide to problems but a simple story. I will open your eyes to the true things that happen.

It all started two million years ago when the first twenty dominate, and intelligent species made the human race. See it took millions of years to perfect you. We being here longer decided to teach you in are ways, but you soon rebelled and caused war among all species. We went into hiding designing are selves from you. We made modifications to are bodies. We made disguises to all species. Some times we got away, other times (such as the Salem witch trails) we weren't so lucky. All species got a paka and a vice. A paka is a robotic micro organism. This thing fixes wounds, can tell if your pregnant, can announce dieses and so on. A vice is a thin piece of metal put inside certain species vocal cords to help them speak the dominate language of were they live, such as English, Spanish, French and so on. Though it can not hide your native ascent. But we learn how to hide are, what you say quarks in the academy, or in my case on your own.

Now your probley wondering what controls us? Well since your beginning, many new species have been created. Some naturally, or other are made from people like my youngest sister. So to make a government we decided to take the first twenty species classifications and use a represenitive from each class to control as (a democracy) all species excluding the humans. What they say goes, no matter what it is, as you'll learn later on in the story.

Now before you get into the good parts of the story. Yes I know I'm boring you. You need to know who I am, and what species I am. Now let's see. I am a vampire, although I don't entirely look like the rest of my species (because im a defect, and a little exposér to chemicals). I have twenty brothers and sisters, including me. My mother died 13 years ago when she had my youngest sis. I have chalk white skin, red lips, yellow jigsaw shaped teeth, dreadlock green hair, piercing red eyes with yellow pupils, and a big smile on my face….

Rolling a grenade with a smile back and forth on the wooden floor.

Batsy

Batsy

Batsy….

I kept muttering his name. Well not his REAL name. But even if I did find out his real name, I wouldn't call him by it. I sat up.

No batsy will do! I said cracking my fingers.

I didn't have a shirt on. No I didn't need to, I was all alone. No Harley, no punch or Judy. Just me. But I did have some baggy purple pants on with my gloves.

Harley was in arkem, thank god. I swear she can be just a pain some times. I hated her, really I did! Punch and Judy were in the slammer… Again…. But my two hyenas (Bud and Lou) were with me, sleeping though. So I had time to think to myself, with no Harley no punch or Judy, and tonight no bad voices in my head.

It was a pleasant night. All I thought about was batsy though. I kept getting this feeling that I wanted more of him, but I didn't at the same time. See without batsy there would be no me! He was every thing! My whole world.

What would a clown do without his circus ringer!? I said extending my arms out.

Yes in some simpler words, I could say I was obsessed, in love…

My stomach growled, but not the usual hunger. No tonight its hunting time… I hated hunting, even though I killed people before, it was out of humor! Not something as primitive as killing them for food. I hope you understand when I say this; I guess it's more personal then not. I mean I rather see them die laughing then through me draining all there blood. I have been getting to hungry lately. Killing enough people to send batsy investigating. A couple weeks earlier he caught me with my latest victim. I ran fast enough to get away, but it's getting harder to eat. I've even tried to stop eating, but when I do it feels like some one took a rusty blade gutted me and is slowly dragging my intestines out.

But my paka told me I'm getting hungry from not mating. I have already gotten warnings from the council. See me and my 20 brothers and sisters are all pure blooded, also known as kings and queens. Are mother was a genetic experiment. Her DNA an undomenit gene, so the males (or sperm offerer) would take over completely. She only bred with other pure males, or sperm donor. And if you're wondering why I'm saying sperm donor is because some females of certain species are considered females for there womb's, but they also have a male genitalia. Well back to the council…

Since I'm pure blooded, by law me and all my brothers and sisters must have a mate by 7 years old. I'm 48…

I have never mated though, since I have blackmail on two of the council members. But they are dieing, deathly sick with some flesh eating virus of some sort, and are soon to die and be replaced with two new heirs. So I have no more power in, some time. They have also informed my paka and ordered it to release some mating hormones, making it almost imposable to get my mind of batsy right now. Also why I'm so hungry, all primitive…

I stood up brushing myself of; I went and grabbed my strait jacket outfit. Slipping it on, I carefully put some explosives, knives, and some of my famous gas. You could never be too careful. I walked into my room. Looking around, I smirked at some of my drawing and paintings. Years of artistic work scattered all over the walls of my room like a demented 7 year old child. I opened the balcony doors I felt the heavy pitter patter of rain. I smiled even bigger, I loved the rain. Even if it was cold, it reminded me of my childhood. Thoughs days when it was just me and my cat. Luther was his name. I snuck in that stray, and dare not to tell my father. No I didn't want to get beat again. But on certain days I would cradle that cat and jump out the window, letting the rain roll off my back.

I frowned.

Ya, thoughs were the good days until one day I came home to find my cats skin on my bed, and all his organs scattered on the floor, ceiling, and walls. Then my father hit me with a baseball bat repeatedly.

I shivered.

Try not to upset yourself. I said in my head putting a smile back on my face.

I took a deep breath and jumped of the balcony. Gradually lifting myself up, I started to run down the crooks and crannies of gothem. I rrreeeaaalllyyy sis NOT want to be seen tonight.

I jumped over a chain fence that blocked the alley. I heard some shuffling. I quickly panicked and covered myself (in a corner) with shadows. It was a drunken girl. She seemed only 21, an easy pick. With herself intoxicated and with no friends around I could easily grab a bite from her. She fell and mumbled something. I made my move, lunging forward and exposing my fangs I slammed her against the wall. I put my hands around her neck. Trying to choke her out, I don't like my food to be punching me. She started to scream and kick. I tighten my grip. I stared at her eyes; they soon became cold and lifeless. I bit her neck, I was only half done when I was knocked to the ground. I hit my head hard on the pavement. Groaning, I tried to lift myself up only to have my chest stepped on. Grabbing the persons leg I there him off.

I got up, but almost fell so I held my self up by grabbing the fire escape later they have on apartments. I couldn't see. I gritted my teeth and made a whimpering noise. But I started to laugh, mostly out of habit. I could see the other person come tords me, screaming that I killed his girl or something. He opened my mouth and ripped out my two upper fangs. Screaming I pushed him off and backed up into the chain fence. I started to see again, it was fuzzy though. He clearly wasn't human, a vorken to be specific and I just killed his mate. He was mating with a human though, or maybe it was one of thoughs one night stands and she was to drunk to notice the fucking four arms!

I always hated vampires. He said coming closer.

He kept inching closer and closer. I kept trying to faze myself magically through the fence. Before I knew it I was cornered. Like a new meal for a hunter. With two arms he lifted my hand over my head, and with another one opened my mouth and ripped the bottom fangs out. Screaming from the searing hot pain going through my mouth, he though me on the ground and left.

It seemed like hours before I saw a familiar dark figure pop up.

Joker…

Joker..?

I heard him saw in and out.

Batsy… I said smiling before I blacked out completely.