Brand New Colony
Prologue
Life for me is long lasting. Not just because time moves too slow for me, but when you live forever life gets old quick. Let me explain: first I am five-hundred and seventeen years old. I died when I was twenty-two years old. Long story, but anyways here I am living it up and raising-hell. I am not alone though. There are thousands of others like me, but unlike me, they are young. You know what my name is. Or rather what I am. Vampire. Blood sucking, fast moving, blah, blah, blah, yeah. That is me. It is because of me most of the young blood freaks are here. Somewhere down this dreadful life of mine I probably changed one-hundred or so people. Maybe…maybe more. I get bored a lot, you know?
My husband, Damon, is younger than me. Four-hundred years younger. Damon was not changed by me. His brother Stefan Salvatore turned him…not talking about Stefan right now. I have to admit that I want a new friend. Damon has his stuff that he misses with and I am all alone. I have changed a lot of people out of boredom, lust, to heal them, but never for a friend. That is how I got here. I found myself a seventeen year old girl at the local high school and she seemed nice. Now I'm stuck with her. She won't shut up and I want to snap her neck! Yet, there is this thing about her I do not understand. After five-hundred years nothing should surprise me! Still, this girl makes me rethink everything I have ever learned…