Hi, this isn't i-want-to-be-badass. Her parents made her stop using this website and she's letting me use her account. I'll be keeping the pen-name but I'll be going as ThePrettyRecklessRock. Any way, this is my first story and I hope you'll enjoy it. It's rated T for now but depending on the direction I take it, it might become rated M.
The woman was running down the street, her long wildly curly black hair billowing out behind her and her tan skin flushed. She was alternating looking behind her every few seconds, looking down at the two pink bundles in her arms, and clutching a wound on her side that was wrapped in what seemed to be her scarf soaked in blood. The woman was one of the few humans that knew what was really out there in the dark and the thought of that is what caused her to sprint faster. She knew where she was going. She knew that she was going to die from her wound and the only thing keeping her going was the need to protect her babies. She was running towards one of the very things that were in the dark which were to be feared, but she new that this one would protect her daughters.
When the woman was younger, she walked in on him and his progeny both chained with silver and his progeny being drained of blood. Even when only few knew, even fewer were addicts. She's saved the progeny just before she would have died and she unchained both. They both swore to her that they were in her debt. When she needed something, they would do it no matter what, to repay her. She hadn't asked for anything yet, knowing that someday she might need their help and she shouldn't waste it on any frivolous thing. Now as she was dying, she was running towards them so they could protect her children when she couldn't-when she was not there anymore. The woman was running towards vampire Eric Northman and his progeny Pamela Swynford de Beaufort.
Okay, that was the preface. Review and tell me if I should continue this story.
To Wootar16: Lia asked me to tell you (since she's banned from her e-mail for now) that you could have her story. I'm assuming that you know which one. I don't know if you'll even read this but if you do, this is from her. She's sorry that she couldn't continue it and she hopes that you will.