My heart froze when my Mistress was killed right before my eyes but not before she converted myself into what i am now... My decision was my curse and my gift... As she died i drank of her blood wich gave me speed and strength... But little that i know once i did that i didnt have to allow that blood to leave my body, wich i learned the hard way... In my ignorance i was asked to give out blood and every time i did i felt weaker, till i figured out wut was happening... Now i wait to be found again before my body completely fails me... But i'll live with the pride she tought me... head up high and live max... Now one thing i couldn't get rid off is the thirst but well it became quite a good thing since i am allowed to hunt.... So for all u out there i have something to say... Come out come out wherever u r.....
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