• And then I was alone.
    I don’t know why they slaughtered my family, took my sister, and then left me but that’s what happened. Of course that was over 2 years ago but the nightmares still haunt me. Every night I can still hear their screams over and over again but I can’t change the past. All I can really do is either get revenge or just let it go. The thing is I’m gonna do both.
    But before we get to the real story I think you deserve to know who I am: My name is Aoi Tsuki, I still look to be 17 years old, I have silvery blond hair and , thanks to those blood suckers, red eyes. And yes, before you ask, I was turned into a vampire on the night of my families’ death. Some say that being turned is like losing your soul and then being damned to the hell of burning throats and ripping claws but so far I have to admit I kinda like it.
    After the attack, I was taken in by a woman named Hiroko and have been with her and her husband Kenji ever since. (As it turned out they were vampires too only they were born that way.) Unfortunately, the Vampire Council didn’t seem to like that so Hiroko and Kenji had to leave me around Easter last year. It’s been hell, being here, not knowing what had happened to them but sadly I just had to deal with it.
    A few months after they had disappeared I began to receive these postcards from around the world. At first I didn’t think much of them other than Hiroko and Kenji simply checking on me. Then I tried to track one of the postcards; it didn’t go so well.
    A couple days after my failed attempt I received yet another postcard, this time it had a message………
    Nice try princess
    But you won’t find me.
    Your Dark Prince
    Well that’s just great. My guardians are missing, I can’t talk to my friends, and I now have a stalker. Can’t get any worse right? Wrong. With each postcard I received after the message, the ‘Dark Prince’ seemed to be getting closer and closer. Soon after the last postcard, fully equipped with the creepy message ‘Soon we’ll be together again.’, I began fearing my daily walks. The paranoia was endless but I knew that one day I was going to have to get out there or else go insane.
    It’s been over two months since the last postcard so I decided it would be safe enough to go for a stroll through the woods. For the first few minutes everything seemed okay: I got some fresh air, I wasn’t stuck in the house, and I was surrounded by nature. So peaceful. Then I started to hear the sounds.

    Well there's your preview if you want to look at some more of my work my fanfic name is NightmaresLilAngel & my publishing name will be Brooklyn S. whee so until the series kicks off this is me saying NIGHT EVERY1 biggrin