The Marvelously Disastrous Misadventures of Jack Scarlett

Chapter 1: Beginnings

So, let me tell you something, the Vampires are a very vain race. Often, they and Elves are mixed together throughout history. It is done this way so as to preserve our history seeing as Vampire are often prosecuted against, and any works praising all of their deeds would be instantly burned and the writer killed. Their main difference is their use of magic, Vampires generally use dark magic, while Elves use light. But, we are actually more similar to Elves than either one of us would care to admit. And I must stress this, they are both very vain and care about their looks too much. For this reason, I was abandoned.

You see, I was considered ugly by the Vampires standards. My skin was too pale (Vampires have normal skin tones, just like humans. Don't act so shocked!), my eyes were too red, as well as my hair, my body was too skinny, and I didn't appear energetic enough. In the End, the almighty Vampire Council saw it fit for me, a six month old babe, to be left in the woods, so as to not disgrace the Vampire race. My parents went with it without complaints, they already had other children and didn't want to waste their time worrying about an ugly child. And so, before I was old enough to walk and talk, I was cast out of my own society.

In the end, I barely survived. On my second night, I was saved from a wolf by a falling branch. On my fourth night, as I lay screaming, I was found by a hunter who had happened to stray from his regular path. He wasn't ready for a child, and so he took me to a nearby orphanage. The orphanage wasn't that bad, the place was clean, the kids were orderly, and the Matron wasn't too harsh. But, for whatever reason, I was never good enough to be adopted. I started assuming that it was because I had dark blood in my veins. It, I, probably gave off bad vibes. No one would want a child who appeared to be evil, no matter how well behaved he was or how nice he appeared. No, I was just an unwanted freak, they hated me because of not only what I seemed to be, but what I looked like. I was an albino with red hair for the gods sakes! I was probably hideous, in a sense, to the normal humans. (In later years, I found it amusing that I was ugly compared to one of the vainest races ever to walk this planet and outcast for the same reasons even though, by human standards, I was quite beautiful.)

And thus, I was raised. Unloved, uncared for, and unwanted. I grew well into my teenage years with that thought stuck in my head. I engaged in few relationships, and had very few friends. I ended up falling behind in some of my studies because some days those were the only thoughts in my head, but I very quickly fixed that as I grew. I was a careful boy though, I never showed off my abilities, no matter how tempting. Even for Halloween, when I was picking out a cheesy vampire costume, I made sure to buy fake teeth to put in over my real fangs. The only person who might have known was the Matron, an that was only because she had to take care of me all the time. 

I continued to live as normal a life that I could possibly live. I lived in this basic routine of getting up, going to school, coming back to the Orphanage, and going to sleep. I had been doing this for several years, occasionally deviating from the schedule, but not by much. But, that was all about to change very soon. 

For this would be the first time that I will have found love.

This was when my life was turned upside down and haphazardly put back together.

This was, the single best, and worst, time of my life.

This was when I might my saviour, who was also my downfall.

This, this was when I met her…