I was walking to towards the school. why did I have to come here? I haven't been in a school in almost a hundred years? Couldn't I go somewhere else. I read the Singh, "Minx School Of The Unique." I knew an enemy clan went here so why do I? They wiped out every one but me. My brother I am sure is dead just like everyone else. Because of them. I did not know any of these answers but I was going here so that's that. I continued into the office. Frowning I sat down. Why does it smell like wet dog? Probably a werewolf. Harrumph a dog runs the school I will probably will get kicked out.
While I waited to get my schedule I thought of the most painful memory I didn't mean to I just did ..................
Attack! Someone screamed death of hundreds. Both sides dying. Why were we being attacked? We were in a peace time. Spreading my coal black wings I fought. I remembered it all and I fought hard. But we were out numbered. I was hit! Falling from the sky I remembered being hit in two other places. The arrows contained a poison that kills you slowly and very painfully. Anyways when I hit the ground I had fallen near my brother. I realized he had been stabbed. He turned and looked at me and collapsed falling dead. Hearing a door slam I snapped out of my thoughts.
Some kid smelling of smoke and burned trash walked in. The boy was tallish a few inches taller than I am with short black hair. Kind of cute if you liked that type. When he turned I could see he had the same colored eyes as me. I was glad I was wearing contacts because it would have been obvious Of what color my eyes were. One Blue and the other Green just like his. "Mr.Farfeather the principal would like to see you," the Sectary said upon seeing him. Hang on. Farfeather that's my last name. Is there a chance he's my brother? No. My brother is dead. Then why is he using my name? Only those of my clan, The Farfeathers are allowed to use it. Farfeather. The name of a Skyclan. Once proud now there is no one left but me. *sigh*.
Sitting in the office I could hear him getting yelled at something about setting all the school trash cans on fire. Listening I heard the principal call him Nick . That's the name of my brother! My name is Cole Farfeather the supposly the last Farfeather. Nick Farfeather my brother who I thought was dead. May. Be. Alive. Yay!
After a wait of ten minutes of sitting in the office Nick came out. Glancing at me he asked, "Would you eat lunch with me." Sighing I said, " Sure. Where do you want me to meet you?" Smiling wickedly he answered," Were do you want to meet?" "How about in front of the lunch room?" He sighed," Na, just find me during lunch. See you then."
Grinning I said "K, See you then."
Standing up I went into the principal's office entering the place that smelt the most like dog.
Walking into the office I was hit figuratively with the smell of wet dog. The principal was small and skinny with beady eyes."Sit Down!"He practically screamed at me. Then he lectured at me about being good, not setting trashcans on fire, and that bad behavior wouldn't be tolerated. Half an hour later he gave me my schedule. The first class was math . Which I made a face at. Will going into the class room I saw him. The only seat empty happened to be in front of him. The whole class period I could feel his eyes on me. After class he left quite quickly. Strangely he did that each time until lunch.
At lunch I met with nick. I didn't get anything sure they had all kinds of foods: raw meat, blood, soda, hamburger, etc. Okay, anyways I don't need people knowing who I am. so while I was walking with Nick he pointed things out, all the will I could feel everyone staring at me. I guessed it was because Nick is always in trouble. They were jealous ha-ha poor them. When we got to his table I meet his friends; Lea, Sean, Typal. It was kind of funny how Lea kept glaring at me while I sat by Nick. It was Weird though, I kept seeing flashes of what could only be what he was feeling, what he was seeing, and what he felt. After a while of listening to Nicks group and a few flashes. I Said Goodbye and went into the bathroom. Pushing Between girls putting on makeup and doing drugs I hung out till the bell rang. While the others left I stayed and went through my bag. I then pulled out my Red plastic water bottle. While the sweet liquid slid down my through, my fangs slid out , My mouth watered. But to soon the bottle was empty. I then slid my fangs into my mouth. With that I placed all my belongings into my bag except for the water bottle which I would place into my locker on the way to my next class. when school was out I Slowly turned into a raven and Followed him.
Flying high I watched Nick walking. Where is he going? I saw him glance up so I swerved away my black wings shimmering I folded my wings and dove down, down, down, finally at the last second I opened my wings and glided down landing nearby and changed leaning back I watched as I grew taller, my body grew bigger, watching my gorgeous black feathers change into pale white skin. When I finished changing I rummaged into my bag looking for my cloths. and my "Bag" is like a small locket on one side. I have a mirror and a picture of him. But the first side if you push the clasp and twist you can open a time bubble. Okay no detail, sorry. So as I was saying when I was done getting ready I headed to my little cottage in the forest near the school.
Master well is umm... to sum it up he is a cruel and very hot male vampire. I got most of my scares from him. He is tall, black haired, and his eyes are different colors, One is red and the other is dark black. Around bunnies (humans) he covers his red eye unless he is feeding or hunting. He's the one who changed me and he is also from the Bloodletter clan, a Shadow clan. Anyways as I walked toward my home I could smell a very faint smell I hadn't smelt in almost forty years. The smell was Masters, without meaning to I remembered that fatal night.
After falling from the sky seeing my brother close his eyes. I remember being picked up and hearing the most relaxing, strong voice. At the time I had no idea who/what he was.
The Voice said," we should take the bunnies that are still alive." "Put it down," another voice commanded. Realizing they were talking about me I started to squirm trying to escape but the arrows hurt. The Voice taunted," I'll turn her, make her like us." "Fine. But you are in charge of her and be quick." I then felt light breathing on my cheek the slowly don my neck a light kiss over my pulse. Then two sharp pricks as his fangs lid into me. First searing pain, later pure ecstasy. I felt like I was floating. I must be dead. I heard soft moaning was it him or I? Then all to soon I felt his fangs leave me he stumbled. Setting me down I was surprised to see him bite his wrist and push the bleeding wrist against my mouth and in a husky drunken voice ordered me too drink. To drink his blood would turn me into one of them, a Vampire. Knowing he would probably kill me if I didn't do as I was told I drank.
Imagine the best thing to ever pass your lips and multiply it by the biggest number you can think of and you still would be able to comprehend how good it tasted. Shakily I pulled his wrist closer and I drank harder. With a gentle but stern hand he pulled his wrist away, that was the first time I saw him. Instantly I was drawn to him. He was perfect with pale moonlight shining behind him, he was simply incredible. If not for the blood dripping from full lips down to his strong dimpled chin and the blood dripping from his wrist you would never of thought he was anything other than a god. He was beautiful.
Then the burning began. First near the bite then around the area that the arrows had once been. Soon I was in more pain than any mortal should ever be in. Crying out I tried to rise but seeing the mad gleam in the eyes of monster made me unable to rise. Falling on to my stomach I would sleep my last minutes as a mortal. Soon I would wake as one of the undead. A vampire.
Shaking myself from my memories I walked towards my cottage, the closer I got the stronger the smell of master and blood became. As I turned the corner I could see the door handle on my cottage had been broken. cautiously I opened the door and went in. He was here. In my House. Without permission. As I walked into the living room he was "dining" with a pretty young girl. Her eyes showed shock as he drank. Soon she was moaning in pure pleasure. I knew he was going to kill her so I quickly walked over and yanked him away. The lady fell, passed out. He simply asked lazily, " What are you doing?". Leaning over he snapped her neck and walked out of the room. Yelling, "Get me a towel". Grabbing a towel I walked into the bathroom where he was standing naked. I threw him the towel trying not to look at his perfect pale skin. Catching the towel easily he sad thanks as I left ignoring him to clean up the mess he'd left in the living room. Blood was pooling on the red carpet. I then proceeded to check for identification, there was none. Well at least he'd taken care of that. Taking the body to the river I watched it sink out of sight.
When I got back he was watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer. Once he noticed I was home he got up and seeing that he was only wearing the towel I yelled, "Go Get Dressed! Now!". "Okay but last I checked I was the master.", he said while stepping around the pool of blood. That's when I noticed he was bleeding. As I watched him walk I noticed he was limping and you could see a bit of metal sticking out of his leg just above the ankle. Sighing I went into the bathroom and grabbed the necessary supplies: some bandages, tweezers and a plastic bag. I was now ready to do what I was created to do. To serve my master.
Walking into the living room I saw him sitting back on the coach watching Buffy. Wordlessly I put his hurt leg onto the table and grabbed the tweezers. While moving his leg my hand brushed against the metal. We both swore. Because it had burned me I realized this wasn't any regular piece of metal. Swearing again I slowly pulled it out. It was a long sharp piece of metal decorated with intricate designs and a cross. The whole time master was swearing and muttering something about slayers. After placing it in the plastic bag I proceeded to wrap his leg. By the time I was finished he was cursing in a completely different language. I went into the kitchen and brought back some "juice". We sat there sharing a carton him drinking more than I. By the third carton I finally asked him what had happened.
"Why did you attack the slayers?" His response was, "Because they killed my brother." "Why?" I questioned. "Because of who we are.", He sighed, "Our kind has been around longer than any creature can remember. The slayers have supposedly been given gods immortal kiss. Where as we have been given the devils shadow kiss. Passing it on is like giving someone complete salvation or complete damnation.", he explained.
"But why me? Why You?", I demanded. "Why you....Why me?" Master mused silently, "You because when I saw you fight so well yet you were so innocent", lost in memory he continued, "But your brother...", I grimaced,"....fought just has hard, but never killing. You killed, he didn't. I needed a friend, so I turned you." " A friend. I am more of a servant. More of a slave", I spat. "So you still killed when you had the chance.", he said. "That's how I survived so long.", I protested, turning away. "Also, Turning you was probably the best thing I've ever done. Everyone else got dusted in the first five years. You. You survived.
What has it been? A hundred years? Amazing, but when I saw you fall. I was watching and waiting like I always do. I've watched you since you were a babe, you always got up. When you didn't the day I turned you. I felt well... Hurt, Mad, even a little sad. I killed them all. All but your clan, only your brother still breathed."
Interrupting, "My brother was still alive?". "Of course he is. The Angles Kiss was given to him." Master laughed.
 Okay... Sorry... But Umm... My locket protects me from the sun....