Chapter 2

The boy frantically stumbled away, clutching his neck. He dashed over to his gang of friends. He thought for a moment before doing the unthinkable.

."Vampire" he screamed.

The people around him pulled off their red hoods and started of them hiding in the nearest buildings.

Humans still believed that a vampire had to be invited in; it wasn't true it was just another myth my father made up to make the humans believe vampires were a silly myth too. Unfortunately that's not true. But they will be; I was born a specific reason: To make vampires extinct.

They all wished for 'St. Marcus' to kill the vampire. That was a result of a game of truth or dare. My 'uncle' Marcus was dared to make the humans believe that he was a saint and that's how he did it.

I ran in the opposite direction knowing that Demetri would track me down no matter where in the world I was.

I ran for 1.457 km south through the forest. Suddenly I felt the familiar pain of Jane's gift.

Through the pain I heard a voice,

"Stop, she won't run she knows better".

The burning pain died down, it was bearable now. I felt a sudden urge to rip their heads off, but that would do no good. I was out numbered.

Alec and Demetri forcefully yanked me back to the dreaded castle. I resisted the whole time; my father couldn't read my thoughts. If he found out I was a born-hunter: he would kill me. Not could, WOULD even if I was his daughter.

When we got to the castle I was dragged to the grand hall where my father immediately grabbed my fist.

"Open your fist or I will remove your fingers" my father screamed forcefully at my face.

Scared and frightened I opened my hand. Aro grabbed it with enough force to crush it. But I knew better than to complain.

What my father said next was completely unexpected.

"You killed my mate" he said in a threatening tone. If looks could kill I would have been burnt alive.

"Oh, Sarà molto peggiore".

My eyes refocused, I felt scared and confused. It was a vision. One that I certainly could never let happen.

I walked up to the boy as he clutched his neck. I reached up and fractured his Vertebrae and then staged a fake death in the forest for him. Humans never investigated too much, they believed what the eye told them.

Now I run.