So I have some major work to do and two huge projects are coming up at school. I do apologize but I will only be able to make little chapters like this that talk about a character. Besides, I do have to rewrite the ending and that will take a while.

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The little cat hissed at me when I tried to pet it. I had seen her mother die and she still was strong. I adjusted the ugly brown shawl I wear to protect myself from the cold. My short black hair revealed the skin on my neck and I shivered. I'm hopelessly lost.

My name is Conrin Ofel and I'm thirteen years old. My mother was a wonderful woman. She was always smiling even after my father's death. I should have known though. Her magic was incredible. She could make beauty out of anything. A chunk of dirt to a bouquet of flowers.

Then those flowers to a deadly weapon.

She was in a guild once. Lamia Scale was it? Mother had gone on a job and never came back. She told no one that she had a child. So I was left to rot without and protection. The beautiful magic she had taught so well rotted with me.

It became dark only being able to curse things. I called it Vampire. One touch and your stuck with it. I was able to use it as a weapon after a lot of training. I only use it when needed though.

Until that night. I was lied to betrayed! The village I had wandered around in was best known for it's food. They gave me a free meal on that particularly cold day. I suppose it was partially my fault too. I had a five course meal for free. Just a cake would have been 150 jewels! I was just some kid in dirty old clothes. They knew I couldn't afford it. The kind old man working there had given me enough money to stay at a nearby inn.

He had smiled and waved. "Have a safe trip!" It wasn't that far away.

I was greeted by many maids and kids my age. The girls there were obviously rich. They all wore lovely gowns and had great posture. The boys were handsome and well mannered. It was heaven. Until I discovered why they were there. They were being sold.

I had accidentally bumped into an old couple. When I had apologized the man had glared at me. "I'll make sure not to buy you."

At first I had been confused though it had put me on red alert. I found the theater and hid under a seat. It's safe to assume that this is where the bidding will take place.

I was right. People began to fill the room. It wasn't long before the lights dimmed. I was half asleep. Someone was talking loudly in a cheesy voice. I pinched myself.

"Presenting the lovely Amber twins!" I froze when the girls were forcefully brought to the stage. Both of them were crying and their dresses were torn and dirty. They had tried to run away! I quickly began looking for something to use as a weapon. A crumb was on the floor. That would be more than enough.

"Vampire: Morph to bomb." I whispered and the crumb grew to the size of an apple. It was surprisingly light for something so destructive. It was pitch black. I stood up and screamed to catch everyone's attention. I tossed the bomb into the air over the audience.

That was the night I killed 125 people. I had counted the bodies. The kids escaped and I felt victorious. Even with the blood on my hands. It wasn't long before the remaining villagers found me and beat me. I remained silent though.

Soon, Zeus discovered me and trained like I was his own daughter. His son ,Orid, received less love. I was shocked at first by the discovery of Olympus. Many people thought that I was amazing.

I thought the same. I enjoyed murder. It was even better when it was in public. 17 years passed and I still loved it.

Blood was just so beautiful. My father's blood was disappointing. I had hoped for more excitement since he was my first kill.

I began to enjoy it's flavor. Perhaps, I really am a vampire?

Was that dark enough? I needed to give you a bad feeling about Conrin anyway. Don't worry though I won't let her touch Lucy!

Adiós Amigos!

^ I'm taking Spanish class this year...