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Running, running, can't stop running, faster, run faster. I pump my arms faster and force my legs to run, super speed had left me long ago, and my legs were nearly completely numb. Suddenly darkness engulfed me; then there was red; blood dripping, oozing from the darkness that embraced me.

A voice comes from behind me somehow managing to be horrifying yet elegant in its tone. "You are mine". From the darkness a pair of arms grabbed my hips and pulled me against a well-muscled chest; "Always". I don't know what scared me more, this frightening man or the fact that I wasn't completely uncomfortable in his arms.

I woke up; the only thing telling me that I'm out of the darkness was the lights from the theatre through my apartment window. I pull the covers from my body and roll out of my bed. I rush to my dresser and put on a pair of jeans, the first tee shirt I could get and put a dark blue hoodie over it, I put the hood up hiding my long and somewhat wiled black hair, though my shinned violet eyes shone brightly.

I left my apartment building and into the streets of Ephemeral; one of those small towns that somehow managed to have some qualities of a big city. I walk at a brisk pace, until I feel someone watching me, then I shoot off at super speed; once making sure that no late night/ early morning walkers were there to see me.

I make it to the library soon after. The building had been closed for quite a bit of time now, but one advantage to being a librarian is that you get a key to the library. I step inside and walk at a brisk pace to the oldest section of the library. It was little more than an anteroom; the books in the room weren't ones you could check out, they were old one of a kind books all on magic and mythical creatures.

The library had once been the home of a woman named Ebony Wolf, one of the towns earliest settlers. This room was proof that Ms. Wolf dabbled in witch craft, I'm the only one that knows it was so much more, and after all once upon a time I was Ebony Wolf. But that was a long time ago; today I was Aishlinn Wolf, masquerading as descendant of myself.

I walk up to one of the book shelves and levitate to the top shelf, and grab the book that I need. It didn't have a tittle, but instead a magical symbol, long forgotten adorned the cover. The edges were slightly frayed and the pages had long ago started to yellow, but none the less in fairly good condition.

I unlock the cover, but am thrown into one of the stone walls before I can open it. I'm grabbed and hauled to my feet. I struggle, but it's futile, for full blooded vampire possess more than me, a Halfling. Another vampire enters the room, his eyes are violet; much like mine, only his just as all other pure vampires his had a red twinge that mine lacked when he was turned he had been middle-aged, black hair, and facial hair, he wasn't exactly skinny, but nor was he big; he had a professional air about him.

I would know him anywhere, "Hello Father."

He takes my face in his left hand and squeezes so hard I can feel the bruises forming. "No letter, phone call, not even a bloody text, I was so worried."

I spit in his face, problem not the wisest of choices given the circumstances; but what can I say I have daddy issues. He throws me into one of the tables stacked with books. I feel the splinters tearing both my clothing and my skin, but I hardly notice it, not when I'm filled with so much adrenaline. Before I can get up the sound of glass breaking grabs my attention, I look up to see a the embodiment of tall, dark, and handsome; just the man to save the damsel in distress, well not that I don't appreciate help where I can get it, but I am certainly no damsel in distress.

I unleash my fangs, knowing now that my eyes are glowing a fierce violet, normally I try not to use my powers for that reason, but right now I simply don't care. I grab two newly splintered pieces of wood and attack. Two of my father's men come at me, but I' m ready for them. I use their own momentum against them; I stake them while the burn to ash.

The mysterious man was fighting of four vampires, 'not bad' I think to myself when I notice another sneaking up behind him I use my enhanced strength and jump, soaring through the air and dust him. The man had likewise killed the other four before turning to see the me and the new pile of ash.

"Thanks," he says, but before I can reply my world explodes in pain and I'm on the floor. You ever had a migraine, you know one so bad you can't walk? Take that and multiply it by a million, that's what I call a vampire mind meld, and that's exactly what it feels like. The pain subsides, not much, but enough that I can actually move and think.

"Now princess won't you just come with me and end all this foolishness?" My father says offering his hand to me. I take it and let him pull me to my feet. My energy is nearly all drained though the pain is almost completely gone what other choice do I have?

I can think of one, I grab his shoulders and throw him into the bookshelves. I run over to the man who was getting himself off the floor. Of course my father melded his mind too. I touch his shoulder and use what little power I have left to turn us both to mist taking us to my apartment. I transform us both into our normal forms, and after that the world went black.

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