My fangs extends to full length, and I snarl. I lick my lips at the scent of blood. I don't want to be a heartless monster, but if I don't feed every month, I die. I look both ways, making sure no one is around, and pounce one a human. It's a he, I think. I sink my fangs into the unsuspecting prey's flesh. I feel blood on my tongue, and it tastes satisfying. I quickly hide the body once I'm done with my business, just in case. I don't live in a certain place anymore, I'm in a vampire- free California. Of course, I can't tell you exactly where that certain place is, I'm not allowed to. I can't tell you my identity, either. All I can tell you is that I'm Claire's daughter.
That name does ring a bell to you, doesn't it? After all, I am a vampire.