*A.N – Okay guys, I know it's quite short, but they will get longer, Also sorry it took so long, I've had exams and stuff – so you know what it's like – hope you enjoy

&& for a little extra info I am letting you know that I had Adele – make you feel my love – playing in the backround

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Lies. My life's a bundle of fear, lies, pain and lonliness. Why live it anymore?

And on that note, I decided to kill myself.

I carefully started to dress myself, the dress was just so unbelievably tight, but that was the way my father liked it, covered but still showing.

I reached into my mahogany cupboard pulling out my best shoes – mentally, i noted that my father would miss my most expensive shoes more than me.

Grasping my cream shawl I snuck down the stairs, my body aching still, from last nights happenings.

As I reached the bottom of the stairs, I heard my father scream my name again, so angry, that if I was coming back, I would get a worse beating than I already had.

Prizing the door open, I grasped my silken gloves, which were sitting alone on a little wooden table, I had pulled them off before my father ruined them with my own blood.

I will die in style.

Soon I was running down the grassy lawn, my head pounding my limbs squealing, agony the only thing filling in my head.

I was running because my death depended on it.

I reached the gate and quickly drew it open, my hands becoming soaked even through my gloves at first touch, when I was through, it hit me, I was really free, I was really doing something by my own mind, and this was the last thing I was going to do.

I staggered my way to the nearest field, the picture of the perfect oak tree sitting in my head, the rope from an old wooden swing would do brilliantly. As I staggered down to the feild it became harder to keep balance the pain in my head shooting, my vision blurred and I fell to the ground, wacking my head of the hard ground, enough to burst open the healing slice in my scarred scalp, I screamed and writhed as the blood began washing over my head, down the sides of my head and onto my trembling hands, I tried to reach for my head, but my whole body had become paralysed, I tried to move but my body had finally had enough, and I was stuck where I was, a small thought crossed my mind during the relentless pain, at least it couldn't be called suicide, I was dying an innocent death, and the fact the cut came from my father made him half a murderer, contentment began to surge through me, the realisation that I was no longer going to feel pain, I would soon be gone, and even if it was to hell, it would be a better place than this, to feel that one moment, pain free, it would be worth dying for, my shoulders relaxed and my body waited for the agony to be over, the writhing calmed and soon I was could just see greyish forms from my closing eyes , someone saying something, shouting at me, my headache intensifying, and then that pain free moment where I lost all consiousness, and nothing penetrated my heaven, soft forms began to take shape infront of my eyes, yet something inside me told me that I wasn't awake again, was this heaven?

Suddenly, a beautiful form rushed infront ofme, a woman, with a blue silken gown, her hair billowing in the chilly wind that I had suddenly began to fell, she was weeping, weeping for me, and I reached out to stop her, but found I had no body to help her with, my voice came out like an echo, colours entiwining themselves around it, blues and purples racing through my sombre speech.

"Do not cry for me, I have brung it on myself, I intended to kill myself, it just happend a little sooner than expected."

"I am not crying for your death, I am crying for your near ruined mind, I am crying because you were not cared for before I was able to have you reborn, I am crying for your loss, you lost your human life to pain."

I gasped, darkness engulfing the space around me, as it cleared she reached out her arms to me and I travelled towards her, I needed someone that was safe and she was more than safe, she was redeeming my heart every second she took to speak to me, she was becoming my lost mother and my physcotic father, she was becoming my missing grandmother and my nonexistent friends, she was becoming everything to me, I needed her in those short seconds.

"My child, I am your goddesss, I am Nyx."

It still shocked me even though the logic was quickly forming to her side, my father had said vampires were the most evil creatures to roam the earth and that thier beliefs were pure blastphemy, and look at the way he turned out.

I excepted her straight away, not something I could have managed on another day, but today I had realised that my father was wrong, yesterday I had believed it was me.

"What happend to me?"

"The tracker found you in time and you are now a fledgling, you are my newest, beloved child, your sweetness has been restored, you are special Neferet."

She'd gotten the wrong person, obvious it seemed now, I backed away, "My name's Emma."

"Child," she soothed "you are becoming a different being, you can change everything, and your name will change with it, your name shall become Neferet, and you shall be strong and powerful, always at my side, I have faith in you."

"You really want me?"

"You are special, Neferet, you are strong and powerful as a vampire, you are mine now, and I will love you always."

With that last word she began to fade, her eyes closed and her body still facing my thoughts, as she disappeared, I began to hear voices, other voices.

My eyes flickered open, only to meet those of a womans.

"Emma," she breathed, her eyes almond brimming with tears.

With all the strength I could muster, I answered in honour of the godess, "With all due respect ma'am, my name is Neferet."

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