Prologue
I sat on a street corner near the orphanage, waiting for a taxi. A stranger comes up to me and he wraps his arms around my waist, his lips on my cheek.
"what's your name, pretty lady?" he whispered seductively as he worked his way from my cheek to my neck and groped me. Smiling, I turned around and flung my arms around his neck. He, surprised but happy, smiled back and brought me closer to him.
"what's your name?" he asked in between biting my neck and sucking on it. I smiled and weakly said
"Kairi Nina Jones" before snapping his neck. My bad girl reputation has caught up with me as I looked into the water. Yes, my name is Kairi Jones and I'm an orphan. My mother was Ceara Jones, killed fifteen years on this day, my birthday. I am nineteen years old and ready to start my life, hoping to find who I truly am as I track down the person who killed her and hope to my fucking god my records don't catch up to me.
It had been raining all day, proof that I'm the hells heaven, a half blood of hunter and vampire alike and the only one of my kind to my knowledge anyway. People sense evil when I'm around. They look at me like I'm disgusting, the one thing that couldn't be worse than vermin or shit. Anything to make sure I hurt, right? Wrong.
I walked down the street, my eyes straight as my bangs covered my face. My black skin tight jeans clung to me as did my low cut red corset top. A leather jacket made me look a little skanky but whatever. My long black hair that was sleek and silky clung to me, as if it was in dire need of protection. All in all, for a loner, I must say I looked good.
My fangs were hidden by my black lips, my dark eye shadow making my jade eyes look dark. I was pouty, moody if you must. Temperamental. A brat. Don't feel sorry for me, I'll snap your neck. The last thing I want is your pity. That was my attitude since I was five years old and I was waiting for someone to understand me. I was told that I was pretty from a young age. I still don't believe it.
Boarding the taxi down the street, I smiled, happy that I was leaving this dip shit of a town that my mother called home. Looking forward to my future, I blocked all thoughts of what I had to do… When I knew.