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THE BARLOWE FAMILY WAS A RICH AND POWERFUL FAMILY IN LONDON, ENGLAND. The family had eight kids, and only one made it out of the city. Her name was Arayia. But the way she made it out was not pleasant at all. 

Their family had welcomed in another family, due to the fact that the families city had burned down and they had no where to go. But to Arayia's pleasure, the family had three handsome men. She had become infatuated with all three of them, unknown of their dark secrets. 

Her personal favourite was the middle one. Klaus. He had dirty blond hair and a face she would never forget. He was sweet and loving, but he would sometimes space out, or when she was in his presence she would forget part of the things that happened whilst they were together. 

But sadly, the three men and their sister were being hunted down. Which, of course, no one except for them knew. So it was quite the surprise when a middle aged male bursted into Arayia's bedroom whilst she was during the middle of intercourse with another one of the brothers. 

She screamed as the man and Elijah, the brother whom she was with began to fight. She had not a clue what to do. But then, Klaus bursted into the room, rushing over to her. 

She began to breathe heavily, scared out of her mind. She had no idea what was going on. But she swore she could feel her heart stop beating as she saw fangs sprout out from Klaus' teeth. When the veins under his eyes protruded and turned a pale purple color. When the whites of his eyes turned red. And when he bit into his wrist and then forced it into her mouth. 

He wouldn't let go of the back of her head for a whole minute until the girl had swallowed tons of his blood. He placed his lips to her forehead, a tear slipping from his eye. "I love you, Arayia." he said to her. "We will meet again. Trust me." 

And then all she saw was darkness. 

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Her body shot up with a loud gasp and she looked around. Everyone was gone. Her whole room was ruined. She began to lightly cry to herself. But then her mother bursted into her room.

"Mother!" she exclaimed, a look of horror in her eyes. "H—they left! Some man came in and began to fight with—with Elijah."

Her mother sighed and approached her daughter, seeing that she was crying. She cradled her daughters head in her arm, soothing her as she broke down in her arms. 

And suddenly, Arayia was filled with a hunger that she'd never experienced before. She pulled away from her mother and groaned in pain as she felt a sharp stabbing sensation in her gums. 

"What's the matter?" her mother inquired, looking at her daughter with concern in her eyes. 

"I'm so hungry," Arayia said with furrowed eyebrows. As she looked at her mother, she couldn't help but wonder what her blood would taste like. Her eyes wandered down to her neck, where she could see heart beating. She could smell the blood. "I'm sorry, Mother."

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