Watching the life fade away from so many people right in front of your eyes since the age of 4 is not something that anybody would like to watch every day. But that was how I was raised, seeing men, women, even children being slaughtered in their own homes right in front of my eyes for something worth so little. I was taught by these men who killed people for fun, everything I needed to know in order to survive anything that came at me. Some of these men are now dead, but someone had to take their place someone who had no mercy, no love for anything, not even a soul, and that person who was chosen was me.

You could see me and say I'm a typical 16 year old girl, who likes music, hanging out with friends, and just living my life. But behind these looks is a totally different person than anybody you've known.

You see I belong to this coven (not by choice) called The Black Bloods. This ancient coven felt that they needed something more powerful that they could control. These seven other Leaders were sent by Lord Byron to the top most unpopulated areas (not to conspicuous) and pick five children who had something different in them then the others. Once they "kidnapped" them they went into hiding with those 35 children raised them as their own in a private island off the coast of Turkey. They taught them everything each of the leaders knew, but it was more like torture than learning. That's how my life began, being kidnapped by some strangers and torn apart from my father's arms and turned into an assassin.