Hey i finished writing this like a year ago and I just want to get some feed back. Updates will be super quick since its written, I just need to edit a bit. So let me know what you think! I'd love to know :)
Prologue
Marisia's mother shakes her out of the pleasant land of dreams with an urgent, "Marisia! Marisia! Come on honey, you have to get up!"
Marisia opens her sleepy five year old eyes. "Mommy, can't I please sleep some more? I'm so tired." She mutters, only half awake. She began to drift back to sleep, when suddenly she's lifted up, blankets, teddy bear and all, and plops onto a mat beneath her closet floor.
She was definitely awake now! She sees her mother and father above her looking down at her, her mother's deep blue, and her father's bright green eyes filled with fear and despair. "Mommy, Daddy, what's going on!" She shrieks, terrified. If her Mommy and Daddy were scared, something really bad must have happened, and they had opened the trap door in her closet, they had never done that outside of a drill before!
"Shhh," Her mother sooths, while stroking her hair. "It's going to be all right darling, but Mommy, and Daddy have to go bye-bye for a while okay?" Marisia opens her moth to protest, but her mother quiets her by putting a gentle, yet firm hand over her mouth. "Remember the drill?" Marisia nods her eyes wide with fear.
"This is not a drill," She says, voice surprisingly hard and cold. "They will hurt you alright? You need to be silent and absolutely still, till we or someone we send comes to get you okay?" She shakes her by the shoulders and Marisia almost cries out.
Marisia nods again shocked by her mother's sudden outburst, silent tears streaming down her cheeks. "I'm so sorry I love you darling." Her mother says on the brink of tears herself, her voice shaking. She lifts her out of the hidden room, gives her a hug and a kiss on the forehead, then she's passed to her father.
She stares at her father, with his serious green eyes, and black hair. "I love you baby," He says softly. "And no matter what happens we will always love you. Make me and Mommy proud, be smart, and brave like we know you are." He hugs her, and then a crash came from the living room. They quickly hug her and kiss her again before they smile sadly before quickly shutting the trap door leaving her encased in darkness.
Marisia wants to scream and make them come back, to kick and cry and throw a fit until all the bad stuff goes away , but she didn't, she sat there, hugging her teddy bear with all her might, quietly crying.
"Where's the girl?" A rough male voice demands
"At her grandmothers." She hears her father reply coolly.
"Don't worry, we'll get her eventually. I suppose we'll have to make do with you for now." The voice says calmly, full of sadistic pleasure. She hears a crash, screams; her parent's screams, their pleading, bone chilling laughter, more crashes, it seems to go on forever, never ending and then finally silence.
They lived on a farm out in the country in Nebraska, no one would hear them. She rocks back and forth clutching the teddy bear. She hears footsteps in her room, hollow tapping on the walls. They were looking for something, no someone. They were looking for her. They wanted to hurt her like she knew they had hurt Mommy and Daddy.
She hears them near the closet and holds her breath. Someone reaches in and knocks on the walls. Each knock leading them closer to her. Suddenly they walk away. Marisia lets out her breath in one great whoosh feeling lightheaded; they hadn't thought to look under the floorboards. She hears them move throughout the house, talking in gruff, harsh voices. They were talking about her. They thought she was still in the house. Oh where were Mommy and Daddy? The bad men were going to find her she just knew it.
They continue the search for what seemed like forever, breaking things, and arguing back and forth. They leave abruptly after being here for what must be hours, she hears a car start and drive away, and then she's all alone in the pitch black crawl space. She doesn't move for hours, afraid they will hear her even though they have left. Afraid they will come back and get her, and do to her what they did her parents. She knows they are dead, deep down she knows, or they would have come for her by now. So she sits in the dark, until the faint light of day creeps into her sanctuary. She does little but eat the food that was down there and sleep for three days, occasionally nervously shining around her flashlight thinking there might be monsters in the dark.
Then while she was sleeping, she hears the front door open; she cowers to the farthest point in her little refuge. She hears her name being called softly, "Marisia, Marisia, it's all right now hun you can come out. We are friends of your Mommy and Daddy; the bad men are gone now. You can come out."
Marisia wants to believe with all her little heart that these were the nice people her Mommy and Daddy had been talking about, that when she got out, they would be there, waiting to hug and comfort her, but she knew it wasn't going to happen.
She hears them reach the closet, and someone, after no luck tapping on the walls, begins to tap on the floor, she can hear them right above her head. The trap door is pulled open, and she closes her eyes to the bright light after days of darkness.
"Marisia, are you here?" the voice whispers gently, yet urgently. The person climbs into the little room, and Marisia streaks past her, not knowing if they are good or bad, but knowing she doesn't want to wait to find out. She snatches up her teddy bear, and scrambles out of the room. The other people let her go by, too surprised to stop her.
She runs into the living room and stops dead in her tracks. Her Mommy and Daddy are in the living room, lying on the floor, but they look funny. She walks up to Daddy, and just stands there and stares. He's covered in blood, she can barely tell that it's Daddy. His left arm and head are hanging at an odd angle, and his eyes are wide open and unseeing, the used to be brilliant green, cloudy. His mouth is open in a silent scream.
She wanders zombie like to Mommy, she looks like Daddy, but worse if she didn't know it was Mommy she would have no clue. She sits down in between her parents and begins to wail. The people run in and try to comfort her.
"Shh, honey it's alright. Everything is going to be fine. We're going to take you somewhere nice." The woman who had opened the door soothed, trying to hold her but Marisia shakes her away. This woman wasn't Mommy, Mommy and Daddy were dead and nothing was ever going to be okay. All she had had was Mommy and Daddy, no grandparents, or aunts or uncles. She was all alone she had no one now.
They gather some of her things, toys, clothes, books, pictures, and say she's going bye-bye now. She doesn't say a word. They place her in her car-seat with her favorite dolly and teddy bear, they try to chat cheerfully with her asking what she likes to do and things like her favorite ice cream flavor, but she continues to stare blankly out the window and eventually there chatter subsides.
They arrive at a cheerful looking building, covered in bright happy pictures, with a playground and kids running everywhere. The lady carries her upstairs to a room painted a bright pink with a pretty white bed and lots of toys. "See isn't this neat?" She asks smiling. Marisia just looks up at her solemnly. Her smile wavers. "Well I'll just leave you alone so you can get situated." She closes the door and Marisia lies on the bed and cries quietly.
Mommy and Daddy are dead, bad people killed them, they wanted to kill me. Why would they want to do this? She thinks over and over, her five year old brain unable to handle it all. They come in to bring her to dinner but she won't move.
For weeks she wouldn't talk to anyone. But eventually they coax her into talking to other kids, and later a therapist, but she was never the bright happy child she had once been and prefers to sit in her room alone and quietly play with her toys.
Over time, they explained to her what the bad people where, vampires. They didn't know why, but they had wanted to kill Marisia and Mommy and Daddy. Marisia's parents had killed other vampires because they were very, very, very bad. They were going to teach her to kill them too, so she could get those bad vampires who had hurt Mommy and Daddy.
As she grows up, Marisia stays in the building. It was a school deep within a forest in Minnesota, and all of the other children's parents were vampire hunters who had either sent them there to be trained or they had been killed and saved by the school. The teachers were vampire hunters too.
They taught them normal classes like a regular school in case they wanted to lead a normal life (which Marisia thought was hilarious. Why would she ever want to stop destroying the creatures who had ended her parent's lives and left her an orphan?), but they also taught them how to fight, and how to kill vampires. They taught her everything about vampires, history, habits, and weaknesses. She found out she was even a little vampire like two percent from her mom. It didn't really make a difference except the vampire's mind tricks wouldn't work on her.
Marisia soon rises to the top of her class, excelling in her training, academics…well not so much. She didn't find regular classes important enough to pay attention to since she didn't think she would ever use anything but her fighting skills. She was very smart though, and at age ten she sneaks into the school's record room and found the surveillance tapes from her home the night her parents were murdered. One of her friends found her in her room several hours later watching it over and over again in a trance.
After that she isolates herself from the other children even more, and she trains even harder, determined to kill the vampires who killed her parents, their faces now engraved into her mind. She was the best in the school, and by age eleven, had already killed several vampires. She graduates at age fourteen, four years earlier than usual, and was sent to several vampire hunter families to live with and to get more training, until she was emancipated at age sixteen, and by then she was one of the most notorious vampire hunters in America.