Thanks so much for staying and welcome to chapter 5. Explanations will be on the bottom.

? POV

(START OF MEMORY)

Everything in me hurt. Darkness wrapped around me like a sick twisted blanket, shading me from the light that had raised me all my life. But somehow its embrace felt right to me. The light was too harsh on my eyes and it's ruthless rays made me want to run. As I let the darkness guide make into its protective core, I felt myself growing stronger. It felt good, like if was becoming invincible. My strength returned to me and, suddenly, I could hear a voice talking quietly, not higher than a whisper-

The one I would later call my teacher slowly came into view. I backed away in fear, I felt memories slamming into me like a truck and his red ringed eyes were chilling me to the bone. He looked amused as he took a step forward, making me back into the wall.

He strode across the room until he was standing in front of me. He kneeled and for a few seconds he stared at me, I stared back but after a heartbeat, I lowered my gaze. His hand raised and I shrinked, closing my eyes and waiting for a strike to come. The hand came over my head and it just sat there making me open my eyes in confusion. He just smiled, running his hand over my head to sooth me. As much as I would deny it later, it worked. I relaxed a little, letting him get closer to me. We stayed like that for a while, the tension in the air was slowly going away. After a few minutes, he sat next to me and, gently, guided my head to rest on his shoulder. It was as if the last weeks hadn't happened.

"What did you do to me?" I asked, not daring to move an inch from the comfortable position.

He looked at me in a way that could be taken as playful, as he thought I was joking; which of course I wasn't. My silence must have tipped him off because the light in his eyes became almost understanding which, I have to admit, surprised me a bit.

"You were awakened, young one" he said bluntly.

I jumped away from his shoulder, scolding myself for having let the enemy get so close. It was unconceivable to think I was so reckless. And then it hit me. Awakened. I was a dhampir not one of their undead kin.

"You can't be serious" I said. It was a known fact that strigoi liked to mess with their victim's heads. He stared at me with a raised eyebrow before retrieving a mirror ("How didn't I see that?!") from the other side of the room. He put it in front of me and I gasped. My skin looked white, way to pale to call it normal, and my eyes were ringed in the hideous blood red that adorned my teacher's eye too.

Grief hit me hard, an awful feeling settling in my stomach. I had come to reflect him, a ruthless monster without a soul. In my shock I hadn't noticed that he had gone out of the room, as I have gripped the mirror firmly the minute that soulless monster glared at me from it. When he came back, he wasn't alone anymore. I lifted my gaze and a delightful scent hit my nostrils. A human, no older than 20 years old, was standing right next to my teacher; the dopey look on her face betraying her feeder status. And it was then when the hunger started to set in, ripping my stomach apart with aching need. I sat the mirror next to the wall and shakily stood up.

"Feed" my teacher said simply, and that was all the permission I needed. I pounced and in seconds I had my fangs buried into her neck. The blood had to be the most exquisite thing I had ever tasted. It became my addiction, sustenance and motivation. From behind the feeder, my teacher smiled, and as soon as the last drop of blood washed over me, I knew I was lost. But for the first time I, honestly, couldn't care less.

(END OF MEMORY)

I couldn't help but to smile at the memory. It was the first time I had tasted blood and damn it was good.

"Don't get distracted we need to move" said my teacher from behind me, snapping me out of my daydreaming. I nodded and kept walking, letting my teacher pass me up as I didn't know the way.

Okay I have no excuse for what I did. Three weeks(more like two months) is way too much. My weeks have been tough and teachers decided we had nothing better to do so they sent us tons of work. I'll try to update as soon as I can.

This chapter explains the awakening of my secret character, who we will call X.

Because of the delay here's a preview of chapter six. As always reviews and suggestions are always accepted and flames will be given to Hephaestus to make new weapons.

Have a really nice day and remember not to blink.

Ray's space: How is is going people of the internet, (Wait... who dafuq is Ray?)I am your new cute messanger just here to tell you, your dear (stupid) writer is taking German lessons nos, so yeah, times are rough, anyway just have a lovely day and continue to waste your social life (as I do)

Yours truly, The idiot who stole Red's computer-XXO

( and thats why you dont let your friends take your computer)

Sydney's POV

Of all missions I have been assigned to this has to be the worse one. Dealing with the creatures was normal, yes, but living with them was unacceptable. I wouldn't last a week with them stalking every corner of this place!

But at last, orders are orders, no matter how insane, not to mention suicidal, they are. They could have sent anyone. But, noooooo (sarcastic tone), Sydney has to go because "she can understand the behavior of the creatures because of her age", that quoting my, dear (not), father.

The guardian at least knew how I felt and didn't get to close. Had she been human; I would sure have liked her but, at last, not everything perfect.

As she talked I couldn't help but think someone was watching me. Turning around I saw a tall guy gawking at me.