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Some can relate to this love and some can't. My love for darkness started when I was forced to live on my own in this world. My name is Blaze. No one likes me. I'm "weird" and "creepy". But to me I'm normal in my own way. I believe in things people would say are myths. For instant vampires and werewolves.

The really big twist is, I'm a hybrid. A vampire and werewolf in one. No one knows what i am, so I just have to say i only believe when I know we're real.

Since I have to live in the human world I must live as a human. Their food is good but I still need blood. Human blood. Its a little harder to get it here. In Asgaurd the witches got it for us. So vampires never had to worry about running out of blood.

Alright let me stop rambling and begin my story. To the Queen of Asgaurd, I'm trouble, a disgrace, not worth being her grandchild. She is a vampire and so is my mother. But my mothers lover was a werewolf. My mother Layla had me at the age of 17 with my farther Rhage.

When the Queen found out she had him killed. Me, being a hybrid, I grew fast. The Queen told my mom. "You have two years to feed, care, and teach that thing. Then it is to be thrown into the human world."

Mother has no say so. She was Queen so she had to listen or she would be killed to. I'm not welcome in Asgaurd. My mother and a witch named Melisa watched after me for the two years. Year one i looked like a 10 year only in the human world. I learned how to do everything for the human world.

Melisa has even promised me she would bring me blood when she could, when it was my time to go.

"Blaze do not ever show who you really are. You will be killed. I will try to go there when i can. I love you." Mother said as she kissed my head.

"Yes mama."

The Queen tore me from my mothers arms and walked me to the door. I landed in a house in the middle of some woods. The was a note a things to do that mom has left there for me.

'You will be just fine here just follow these rules and you'll be okay. -Love Mom.' the back had the rules i fell to the floor crying wanting to go home until darkness took over and I slept on the cold hard floor.

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