Chapter One: Sabbi
Walking down the dimly lit street, I shielded my face from the fierce winds with my coat hood. The snow stuck lightly to my eyelashes. I wiped them away softly to clear my vision. It was a very cold December night and the snow hung on the small buildings and street around me. The year was 1993. The last time I checked I was wandering somewhere in the city of Lienz Austria.
I turned the corner quickly taking me into a narrow alleyway between two small buildings. I shook off my jacket slightly to get the snow off. It didn't help much. The materials of my jacket were not meant for snow or rain, just for warmth I suppose. But in any case my jacket was soaked. I sighed and took it off. Any normal person would have been frozen by now, jacket or no jacket, but I was far from normal. I was somewhat cold though. I figured it was because of my small size. I was only ten years old. I was not like normal ten year olds. My name is Sabbi Stark and I was born a monster.
My mother was a werewolf. And as if that wasn't abnormal enough, my father was a vampire. That never happened. Ever. A normal werewolf's (if you could consider it normal) mate were generally human. Occasionally another werewolf. Vampires mate were vampires too, or were human but were eventually changed. My parents were never meant to be normal. And I guess neither was I. Vampires and Werewolves. Mortal enemies. But somehow my parents managed to love each other despite their differences. Which I could never understand. But they did. It was very clear. And they loved me. Protecting me, raising me, loving me.
I immediately knew I was different. I was a fast learner. My parents quickly realized that I learned things much much faster than normal children. I could walk and talk before I was one and by age 4 I could read and write. I was age ten now and was at the mental state of teenager maybe. Which concerned me. What would happen to me as I got older? Would I be immortal like my father or age more like my mother.
Werewolves age physically until they look around 25ish. After that they can live just like that for hundreds of years if they're lucky. They age normally mentally, just like humans.
Two vampires can't reproduce, so there are no vampire babies. A vampire and a human can reproduce, however rare it may be it still happens. Creating a fairly normal human baby with a few vampire attributes like blood lust and unusual strength. Even so its hard to be compared to the growth of a full vampire because they are just frozen in time at what ever state they were bitten. So obviously I have to compare myself to werewolves. Werewolf children age just like humans until they hit what humans call puberty. Werewolves have a transformation. They start turning into a werewolf and have all the characteristics that come with it. At this point they have to be trained to control themselves and master their new abilities.
I don't have any of the werewolf abilities yet so I'm guessing that I'm somewhat aging like a normal werewolf. But what about my mental status. Not normal. I'm hoping that might be part of the vampire in me but how will that effect how I grow? Will I stop aging at 25? Or will I stop aging sooner? Will I be immortal? Or will I die at one point. I'm not really afraid of death its just that I'm so unsure how my life is going to turn out.