Combining Witches and Vampires

I am a vampire. You wouldn't know, and you cant tell, but I am. You see, I look like the mundanes who rule over this world, the humans. Even if I try to fit in, it isn't worth it. I move to a different city every nine months to conceal the fact that I do not age in appearance. To them, I am forever seventeen.

People hunt. They kill. They do this because they do not understand. We, my people, are the hunted. What a subject we are, my kind. The secrets we hide and the things we do would astonish the poor, pathetic humans. But this is irrelevant to my current situation. I am witnessing the murge of two nobel clans. My clan of course, and the Clan of the North.

Some of my kind do not want this. They want us to say separated. But as the daughter of my clans leader, I have to support my leader's decision, my mother's decision. Once I've become a true woman, at age one thousand, I will be expected to bond with the Leader of the North's son. How joyful that will be.  I have met him. He is a rude man. How can one such as myself bond with a man who only wants power?

He proves my disgust of him by standing on the other side od the room with a disgraceful smirk and lustful eyes. Sure he is attractive; his messy blonde hair and ocean-blue eyes send most girls to their knees. I, however, have different plans. I defiantly look away and focus on the signing of the papers. Vows of loyalty are written there. This means all who are part of the joining clans must sign or leave.

His clan, known as the Ventrue Clan, are know for their value toward power and dominion. Mine on the other hand, is known for our many businesses throughout the world, all owned by my mother. She uses the mundanes as pawns to tend to all of the businesses many needs.

But I am not a business woman. I am but a free spirit, with my long, wavy, and extremely long dark brown hair and dark green eyes. My mother, and father before he left, hate this about me. At one point in time, my parents tried to have my spirit bound. I am grateful that my father was not a very powerful witch. He was part of the Ventrue Clan. This means I am half vampire and have witch. I believe that I am a miracle. Though my parents did not believe so, and I am sure it is one of the reasons my father left. I am the only of my kind.