Disclaimer: I own no one but Feyd, Feyd's family, and Jeremy. Any other
characters, unless I mention them up here in other chappies, aren't mine.
enjoy
Oh and this is only my second story and no read the first one anyway so
please any suggestions you might have would be much appreciated. ( Thanx (
Prelude
The ceiling opened up and for the first time in Eight years I saw the sky. It made me fell so small, so insignificant, and so hungry. My blood thirst was growing again. The serum They had kept me on for the past eight years was gone and I could think again. I at last knew what I needed. To find my mother. To find belonging. I needed to find him.
* end dream sequence *
I awoke alone in my bed cold with sweat. It seemed almost every time I slept I had the same dream. That I had found a way to escape Them. Them being my parents. My Father and my Stepmother. My Father was half demon and half man. My Mother was a full-fledged Vampire. My father always hated his demon side. And my Mother. They were never married. And he hated me. He kept saying, " If you were normal, I would love you. But you're not. Don't forget that. Don't be like your wretch of a mother." So I tried to be as much like her as I could remember. I was with her for ten years before my father took me away. I learned enough about her so that I could always remember what she was like: A free spirit. She always sought to break all the rules. As did I. My father tried to break me. Break my spirit. But he never could. Until that day. The day he discovered the serum. It was of his blood, his demon blood and some chemicals that I dare not mention for fear of discovery that made the dreaded serum. The serum that broke me; that made me "obedient"; that subdued my thirst. It made it so I didn't need to "feed" as long as I was given it once a day.
And there I was. Stuck in this prison of a house. At the least I was well treated as long as I was obedient. Until the day she died. My stepmother died early on; about three years out of the eight I was imprisoned here. Then it all went down hill. After that day I was kept chained up. In my room. Alone. He blamed me for her death. Of course it wasn't my fault.
It was my mothers.
Prelude
The ceiling opened up and for the first time in Eight years I saw the sky. It made me fell so small, so insignificant, and so hungry. My blood thirst was growing again. The serum They had kept me on for the past eight years was gone and I could think again. I at last knew what I needed. To find my mother. To find belonging. I needed to find him.
* end dream sequence *
I awoke alone in my bed cold with sweat. It seemed almost every time I slept I had the same dream. That I had found a way to escape Them. Them being my parents. My Father and my Stepmother. My Father was half demon and half man. My Mother was a full-fledged Vampire. My father always hated his demon side. And my Mother. They were never married. And he hated me. He kept saying, " If you were normal, I would love you. But you're not. Don't forget that. Don't be like your wretch of a mother." So I tried to be as much like her as I could remember. I was with her for ten years before my father took me away. I learned enough about her so that I could always remember what she was like: A free spirit. She always sought to break all the rules. As did I. My father tried to break me. Break my spirit. But he never could. Until that day. The day he discovered the serum. It was of his blood, his demon blood and some chemicals that I dare not mention for fear of discovery that made the dreaded serum. The serum that broke me; that made me "obedient"; that subdued my thirst. It made it so I didn't need to "feed" as long as I was given it once a day.
And there I was. Stuck in this prison of a house. At the least I was well treated as long as I was obedient. Until the day she died. My stepmother died early on; about three years out of the eight I was imprisoned here. Then it all went down hill. After that day I was kept chained up. In my room. Alone. He blamed me for her death. Of course it wasn't my fault.
It was my mothers.