The Vampire's Release

Chapter 1

.............my father. He was an explorer and an architect he loved to explore and loved his work even more. My childhood was spent in his dig sites. He always told me that one day we would go on this big expedition together. I always told him that I would love to go on the adventure. But one day he just disappeared. He told me he had to go on a big expedition he said that it would change our lives. It did change our lives but not in a good way.

After he disappeared, I was sent to an orphanage. I was too young to live by myself and nobody knew who my mother was. Not even me. So, I was shoved into an orphanage. A year later they declared my father dead. I prayed to all the gods that he was alive but deep down I knew my father was dead.

The orphanage was cold and dark. The rooms were stuffed full of children of all ages. None of the essentials worked. The power would often be out for hours on an end. There was a conspiracy that the matron turned it off to torture us. Everything was so strict and done according to a precise timetable. It was very different from the free and simultaneous life my father and I led and I hated it. I hated the difference between them. I also hated it for it was a constant reminder that the life I had led and the life I was used to was gone. And along with it my father. The one person I could count on for my entire life was gone. This made the orphanage a hundred times worse. I hated its walls and wished I could be with my father again. It didn't help that the matron made sure that we stuck to a strict routine whether it was through violence or trauma. She made sure we followed it. I hated the bleakness of it all. I hated that I had to stick to a strict routine. I hated that I wasn't with my father in some old ruin or another with the sun beating down on us.

It seemed so bleak and boring and it was until I turned 14 that's when all the fun began.