Chapter five
"I was born in Egypt, about my dad's fifth year as emperor." Bones barely repressed his shock at hearing Mencheres being called dad. I went on, not showing that I saw it. "he had only been human for the first few years of emperorship, to be giving a chance to have children, and the only child he had was good, old Finnick here. Well the second day of being a vampire, or should I say night, I was conceived. When I was born, the priest thought ut a good idea to put a little vampire blood in my milk so that I can remain strong enough until I could become a vampire. Well the blood backfired, and I died. Now since it was vampire blood that killed me it was vampire blood that could wake me up, so to speak. Well during the twenty four hours that I was dead, my mother had jumped off the sphyinx. Now Finnick here, he was only seven so he stayed with my dad and his advisors thought it a bad omen so they turned him into a vampire immediately. Well while Finnick was getting changed, dad had some people getting the things ready for my awakening, or so they called it at the time, and he ran there as quick as he could get and they brought my infant body into the world once more. Only a handful of people knew what was going on that night. Dad has been able to keep me successfully hidden until recently." I paused for effect and looked at everyone around the room they all had inquiring and pitiful looks on their faces. Anger boiled inside me. We did not want their pity. We already had lots pf pity from then we don't need it now, thousands of years after it happened. I looked at my dad and Finnick. Their expressions had remained grim through most of my horrid tale, having to remember that wretched night. I continued, "a group of ten vampires and ten ghouls showed up at my house In Egypt recently. They tried to kill me. I was sleeping and so was the rest of the house, and they just walked in and went looking through the bedrooms killing people if they weren't me. Luckily, my room and Finnick's room were on the third floor so it took them awhile to go through all the rooms. I heard the noise and went to Finnick's room. not for reassurance, no, because he insisted if I had weapons in my room I would maime the people who tried to wake me up. So I woke him up and tossed his weapons aside and grabbed mine. He was up in a flash and had his weapons at the ready. They had ten going to Finnick and ten for me I cut down the first few but one had crawled in through the window and surprised me. They all kind of lunged forward and tried to cut me. I felt their blades going against my skin, but never pain, never pain, and I just hacked away with my sword until there were none. Finnick killed the last of his and we went to check on everyone else. In the beginning we had one hundred and fifty people and we now have a total of twenty five. We had a mass burial but everyone had their own grave. I would never be able to forgive myself if I just burned them." I looked away trying to better conceal my emotions I got them together and looked back up. No one was staring at me anymore. I got up nodded to Finnick, and walked out. Before I lost sight of them I turned for a split second and saw Ian staring at me.