Proluge
I think dying for someone you love is a stupid way to die. That's what my mother did to save me, she was an idiot. She could have run and had lived a happy life but no, she had to die and ruin my life. She protected me from a monster that all humans fear, a monster that takes a human form and kill humans to survive. Of course I am talking about a vampire. I remember my mother screaming and trying to hide from those red eyes but they were so memorizing that I couldn't stop staring. At the age of five I was looking into the eyes of a beast with no fear but my mother fighted him off but wasn't good enough. Blood was all over me when the police arrived, me sitting and crying my green eyes out. I was there first suspect, saying that I was lying to them about what really happened. A month in a childrens clinic and my mother's younger brother, Uncle Will, came to visit me. He came to get me home and assured me that I was telling the truth but in order to go live with him and the rest of my mothers side of the family then I have to tell the doctors and the police that a man came in and just killed my mother, no vampire, no red eyes, no truth. I was realesed and adopted on my sixth birthday by my uncle Will. On that day I dicided to find that vampire and the only way to do that was to join the family business.
A month later my training to become a vampire hunter began.