Chapter One- Life
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight at all! Twilight is Stephanie Meyer's book series.
Life sucks. End of story. We only wish it was that simple, don't we? Instead we have to live through heartbreak, jobs, school, pressures and much more. Even when we think someone else is living the life, they have more pressure than all of us. They are so alone that they cannot even call the little voices in their heads close. Yeah, we don't get it.
Many famous actors and actresses were vampires, they faked their own deaths for a two reasons; 1) They didn't want to reveal the secret, 2) they got so sick of the loneliness and the pressure, they quit just to relieve themselves from the pressure. I wish my life were like that. That I could just quit and move on to something new, but no, I was in this for life. Never moving forward, never going back, stuck like a broken record. I couldn't say no. I couldn't deny it, or walk away. I wasn't addicted, I didn't need it, nor did I want it. It was just there, haunting me for eternity.
No it wasn't drugs, or alcohol, in fact, it was probably a good thing that had me. I was born with it. Reminds me of Lady Gaga's song Born This Way. Yeah, I was born this way.
I guess I should probably tell you what it is that I drone on about, and who I am. I am April DeLoine. I am a hunter.
What is a hunter? You may ask, a hunter is someone who is born from a half vampire mother and a human father and has characteristics so closely related to a vampire. No we don't have the diamond skin and we don't drink blood. We can be killed like a regular human, unless we try to jump from extreme heights. Doesn't really work that well. Believe me, I've tried. But we have nearly any gift possible. We can't fly, or go invisible, or command a person to do whatever we want them to, or cut off all the body senses. But other than that, we can do some pretty cool stuff. We age until we're 15, then we just, stop. We look 15, we act 15, but we can never grow older or get younger, no one can. We can have children. Our aging stops, not our body systems. Sounds great, doesn't it? Believe me, for every yang, there must be yin. I am stuck, fighting vampires and werewolves and whatever else you can think of. I am stuck with this job. It sucks.
The worst part of the job, is that I don't even care. I don't care how many lives I save. I don't care about the risk I'm in. I am the only one who is capable of doing something this extreme, and I don't care. I have absolutely nothing to lose. If I have nothing to lose, why should I care if I die tomorrow?
Oh you would probably say, "What about all the options opened up for you?" What options? I am stuck in this mud hole and the only way out is death. I have no options. I have no life waiting. I was nothing, am nothing, will be nothing. Nothing but a broken savior.
So yes, life sucks.