Prologue

My life has never been so easy for me. I had everything I wanted during my childhood years, but not now. I had a fair share of disappointments during my life so far. In my childhood I was able to have both parents. I loved them more than anything else. I had a twin brother.

My parents loved each other I know for sure. They gave us a life where we could be safe. I never truly understood why we always had Tae Kwon Do training and defense training. My parents always encourage us to do our best. They gave us everything we wanted.

This story doesn't begin from there though. It begins since my parents met. They met at their school. The world we, my brother and I, though we lived change after we turn twelve.

My mother is a guardian, she's a dhampir. Her name is Jeanie Hathaway. She was the best of her class. She always did great at her tests and other things. She never fooled around like other girls did. that's how she became my dad's guardian.

My dad's name is Stephan Ivashkov. He is part of a royal family which makes him a Moroi. His brother became the king, but he still is important. He doesn't tells us much about that world. His plan is for us to grow up on the real world and not on some fantasy (Humans don't believe in vampires).

My brother and I are rare. We are dhampirs, but not the normal ones. You create a dhampir when a Moroi has sex with a dhampir. I always though it was weird. It would be kind of obvious is a dhampir and a dhampir would make a dhampir, but they can't have children unless is a different kind. My father got someone to create us. The way he putted was that we are 98% Moroi while the 2% makes a huge difference for us not drinking blood and being out in the sunlight. Yet, somehow we don't applied as a Moroi.

We do look Moroi. Morois always had beautiful textures. Their eyes are beautiful and their skin. Everything about them. I know this because only once I have seen others besides my dad. I have seen them when they came to visit.

Our skin wasn't as pale as their. It was very light, but not quiet as a Moroi. Our eyes change color. It was weird because usually you see us with chocolate brown eyes. When we use to cry when we were younger, our eyes change to a greenish bluish color. Now with the sun, our eyes change too.

We do have magic like normal Morois, but is slight different. Morois can control the four elements while we can heal and see things that are not there. Morois are in need of protection because there are not many left. My dad's family is almost gone, but they won't accept us like a Moroi even though we are more than 75% Moroi. My dad has tried to get us protection for many years. I have seen him worried about what could happen if they die or something.

My parents made a will which stated that we shall become guardians if they die. We were going to a school that would take care of us until we were ready. I always hoped that would never happen, but something can change faster than you can think.

My mother had a small secret between her will. She had a baby. That baby is a true dhampir. It was a mistake not that my father didn't want another baby, but he wanted it like us. He made her give the baby to an orphanage that will train it to be a guardian. She made be swore that if she dies I was going to find it. We never really spoke about it ever again. I didn't want to think about it!

Now we skip to a few years before an accident where everything change. You never appreciated something until is gone. I know that for a fact.