"Kat." His voice was enough to captivate the attention of any woman, or animal. To me, his voice was dreadful. Henry didn't understand me, which wasn't really eerie. Nobody understood me. I hated what I was, and how I lived. "Kat, please."

"Daryn" I corrected. I hated the foul name I was now being punished into wearing as insignia. It was supposed to represent, or better yet, mock my feline ways. I wanted to keep the name my mother had given me, even though I would never see her again.

Henry narrowed his beautiful jade green eyes, and black irises. "Kat, you know you can't keep your name. We've been over this for almost ten years now. It is too dangerous." I couldn't believe time had gone by so quickly. It seemed like weeks to me.

He walked into the light that the lit torch above my bed produced. Henry's beauty would never cease to impress me, like everyone else. His fair skin was flawless, and polished. His green eyes were piercing.

"We are dangerous," I mumbled through gritted teeth. Henry smiled; his white teeth glistened in the spot of light. His canines were looking menacing, not to me, but to others.

"I lament the way you feel about us. You do need to feed Kat." He was always so calm and collected. I envied him. His long silky smooth long hair was up to his shoulder, and he looked like a god. His eyes were following my every movement. His smell was so intense in my nose; it was spicy and sweet.

I felt a large knot in my throat. "I will not." I stood up, and walked out of my cave-like room in my feline strut. It was torturous to go out, when He might be out there. I hated being where I was. I hated who I had become.

There were people gathered in the grand hall. It was obvious they were going out hunting tonight. I wanted nothing more than for them to leave, just in case He wanted to see me. I shuddered, and continued towards the study. I didn't want to go with them. It was cruel, and unfair. I remembered being human, and it wasn't fair.

I walked over to the huge mirror facing the even bigger bookshelf. I stood before it, and stared. My eyes were a very soft maroon; my skin was pale and marble like. My hair was black and long, to my waist. My nose was sharp leading to my full lips. I was beautiful, but menacing. I looked away quickly disgusted by what I had become.

Leaving my room had been an act of desperation otherwise it would have never happened. I could never just walk around. I didn't want to run into someone. Someone I hated. My lip curled over my teeth before I could erase Him from my mind. I growled.

My room was nothing. It was considered a luxurious room, given Henry had preference over me. He loved me, and wanted me. He didn't love me or want me the way people always thought. He loved me like a sister, and he wanted me because he was in danger. He wanted me to fight with him, to protect him. Henry was the elder vampyre, and he was sought after. He was always in danger because Henry was a special vampyre, and he possessed too many powerful vampyres along with him. He is powerful.

I could see them now. They appear one by one, side by side. They make a single line. I could read it in their faces; they came to kill. They were all such wicked creatures such as myself. Menacing. They were dangerous, even for me. I could tell they thirsted for victory. The leader, Antonia, had her cropped black hair blowing against her fair skin. Black irises surrounded Antonia's crimson red eyes. She was completely looming. We were all standing in an empty park. It looked more like a desert. There were no plants, no human life. It was completely dirt. The sun was going down, and there was a dark orange and pink color covering the sky. I could now see Henry standing next to me. He smiled.

"Daryn. Daryn, what do you see?" I felt strong hands shaking me. I could recognize the sweet spicy scent anywhere. I opened my eyes slowly, and made out Henry's face quickly. He was kneeling before me. I was sitting on my bed. He moved his hands to my face.

I smiled. "You called me Daryn."

Henry rolled his green eyes, and continued stroking my cheeks with his fingers. "You wouldn't have listened if I said Kat. Now, what did you see?" I knew he could probably feel what I had seen but he wanted details.

"The war. They were running to their places. One by one, side by side, they made a single line, and Antonia was there. She looked completely ominous." He nodded, waiting for the part I was supposed to say first. I tried to swallow but there was a large knot was still in my throat. I was thirsty.

"There is something else, and it's very important. You must tell me." Henry ran his long fingers through his silky long blonde hair. His eyes were pleading for an answer.

"I was there, next to you," I whispered almost inaudibly.

His eyes widened as if he had seen a werewolf. "I was there?" He looked away. I could read in his expression how he had not planned on going. He was in danger. He would be the first person to be killed.

"You don't have to do what my visions say."

"You must train," he mumbled getting to his feet. He stood before me with an indestructible expression.

My jaw dropped. "What? Henry, please. You know I can't see Him. I have told you before. I have one condition."

He walked towards the torch lighting my room. "Do you want me to die? I need you. Don't be so selfish." His voice was firm, a tone he had never utilized with me. His eyes were on the torch, never meeting mine. I was completely shocked.

"I told you already Henry. I won't come out of my room unless he's dead or gone," I hissed. He met my gaze. He wanted me to fight, even if he had to kill someone. His body language was somewhat unique; he stood like a woman with a man's posture. He nodded, and disappeared.

I sat on my bed, wondering what he was thinking. If only I had his gift, I could feel his emotions. I wished more than anything in the universe that He disappeared. I hated him. I held him personally responsible for what I was.

After a few -what seemed to be minutes- Henry came back with a very stern expression. He sat next to me. "Daryn, he is not guilty."

I looked up at him, I could tell he was being sincere but I didn't want to hear it again. We had spoken about the same things so many times. I decided to focus on my walls. The walls were maroon, and short. My room wasn't big, but it was somewhat comforting. Other vampyres would give anything for my room.

"Daryn, listen to me." He felt I wasn't paying attention. Even after ten years I wasn't used to they way he could see my emotions. He could almost see my thoughts.

"Henry, we have had this talk before. I am tired of telling you that you are never at fault in my eyes. Henry, you have taken me in. You are my brother." Henry held my face in his marble hands as I spoke. He was staring deep into my eyes. Anyone could have seen he was completely filled of anguish. He regretted what he had done.

He sighed. "I am to blame. I sent him to change you. I had been observing you for so long. The way your 'déjà vu' had begun to preoccupy you. I watched the way you were fast, and keen. I wanted, not needed, you." His light green eyes fell to the ground. I placed a hand on his.

"I have told you before Henry. I could never blame you. You didn't do the dirty deed, Beau did." My throat burned at the last words I had spoken. A chill ran down my spine.

"I can't lose either of you. I love you Kat. I need Beau. You know he is the best fighter I have." My body was trembling with the anger that filled me. I stood up releasing my face from his grasp. I stood before the torch and stared at the flames.

"I'm sorry Henry" was all I managed to speak. I knew he had gone because the room felt smaller, empty. I loved Henry but I hated Beau. Hate overcame my love. He was the one to blame for my being a monster. I was nothing more than a killer.

I would sneak into the kitchen like a cat in the morning, and drink whatever left over blood they had preserved. It wasn't ever filling but it kept me alive. The taste of cold blood wasn't appetizing but I couldn't manage to be weak. Henry wouldn't allow it. In the morning the vampyres would usually keep to themselves. They didn't like to roam around the dark vault after meals. They always seemed so much more ominous after hunting. They always kept at least a bit of the feral ways in the morning. Even if there was an intruder, I could smell them on their way. I was quicker than any of them; I escaped without problems.

I had never been afraid of any of the vampyres I had encountered except that one night. The night I was changed. The night I could never forget even if I was supposed to see the future, not the past. My Gift didn't always help me forget. Every time I looked myself in the mirror, I was reminded. It was a curse, something I could never forget. Every time I tried, it came back to me. The way he lured me in with his soft velvet voice, and the enchanting scent that always gave off of his skin. I was forced into what I had become.

The nights were difficult to me, no matter how far down I was from humans. Blood called to me. I was always thirsty, thanks to my lack of hunting. When I was thirsty, I could smell humans no matter how far. It was a nuisance I would never wish on someone. It's like the worst of your fears, becoming what you needed to survive. I decided that drinking left over's is not bad because they were already dead. Henry knew of my belief and he always tried to hunt double, to bring me back enough.

After the terrifying night of my change, I never saw Him again. I was only 17. I didn't remember anything about Him. His voice, and scent were a distant memory to me. I tried to block him out so much that I had succeeded after some time. Every vampyre seemed to remind me of him. I didn't have any knowledge on which he was. My instincts weren't completely in tact the moment he was alluring me. It made his memory a blur, but a very significant blur. All I could manage to remember was he was completely breathtaking.

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