First, a small backstory
When I was first born, late at night on the first night I was home from the hospital, a girl appeared by my crib side. She looked like I do now. She stayed by my crib side for quite a while. It must have been 30 minutes or so. The entire time she kept looking around with a frightened look on her face. After what must have been the 30 minutes, she sighed and looked relieved. She smiled down at me with a sad smile. She looked severely injured. "I am very hurt. I must seek refuge here. I am going to become a part of you until I can heal. I know you cannot understand me, but later on in life I promise to explain, ohkay?" She said in a whisper. She vanished after then. She hadn't made another appearance since then. As time went on, I got into middle school. That's when I saw her again. I was at the park near my house. I was swinging while I waited for my friend Danielle. I shivered and a small bit of pain went through my body. "Hello." I turned to the voice and saw her standing there. I fell off the swing in shock. "Y-you're that girl…" I said. My words failed to hide my shock and small amount of fear. She smiled and chuckled. "Yes. I'm surprised you remember." She said to me with a small nod. "Do you remember what I said back then?" She asked. I laughed and looked at her. "I was a baby. And to be honest I'm surprised I remember what I had for breakfast." I replied. "Fair enough." She said with a small nod. "Anyway, the reason for my visit is to explain. I did promise after all." She sighed again before explaining everything. Apparently her father had turned on her mother and she fought him knowing she had no chance. She sustained injuries that should have killed her. The reason why it didn't? She's a vampire. And the best part? She's the queen of the better half of the vampire race. Her dad joined the other side. Yup. She's queen of Niceville and he's the king of Doucheland.