authors note
im sorry for my grammer spelling and punchuashion this is my hobbie nothing more so if you dont like it you can put it you know were
chapter 1
His body tensed as the smell of the school gym filled him with hunger the adrenolin the blood flowing freely thrue thier vain he hated them thier mortality thier love of life how he wanted to steal it to fill his life with pleasure. he lets out a sigh"stupid laws why am i on recruting detail"he blinks anoid by the colored contacts to hide his clan marks. He sat on the bleachers and watched moving the hair from his face.
"michel is that you well well i thought you were in training to be a warrior like your father"moacked a cute skinny goth girl with black hair covering her left eye cut short a tight fitting band tee shirt skiny jeans and converse a very suductive body
michel sighed"damn it josphine why are you here this is silver blood clan territory why are you here" how his heart throbed for her the girl that betrawed him left him for his best freand made him kill his freand all because the laws said so to keep honor in his family then she left to anouther clan how he hated her how he wanted to kill her for her betrawl.
"its not realy yours its ours you used those damn mutts to take it from us your clan follows all the laws but tradishions those can be picked and choosen im glad i left"her voice was full of hate and louthing
"the tradishions are killing our kind the laws keep us from being like you your clan is nothing but abunch of killers you dont deserve this land you dont deserve the blood in your veins"his mark a siver drop around his pupil as his anger boiled up in him
"you know keep your fucking land for now and thebroken fang are not killers we feed freely from half bloods of demon or angel we will even feed from pure bloods and humans if thats what the pallet craves.
she was gone in that momment without anouther word just vanished witch meant she used magic near mortals or it was a fantasy meaning he hadnt moved on...
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he entered the cemetary shortly after dark feeling at home much to his discontent he spent most of his time here training that he chould tell you the names of almost every one in the small cemetary mabey about a hundred graves as he neared the obolisk in the center of the cemetary he say gabril and some one else a young looking boy about 18 with bat wings a worlock he thought it was time his fangs protruded form his gums as his thirst grew when gabril say him he smiled
"gabrial how are you this fine evening and why is this imbreed beast doing here am i going to drain him" michel sounded joyfull
