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I wasn't sure what to do. I was pondering my next move. I starting pacing around the room letting my mind run at full speed.
Multiple ideas ran through my head. I decided I'd just run over the attack and see if I could figure it out. I knew a few things, my issue was stoping them.
The best thing to come to mind was just put a bounty on them, I doubt it'll do anything until we figure out who did it.
I knew they were a vampire because no human had that strength. They had to be rebels for the simple fact of that's the group that wants me dead.
My mind at this part started going back and forth about the height and build of the man. At first running over the attack, the man was at five ten, then as I continued going over it again the man was about six one. I did this again with the build and I was going back and forth between a nice build and a weaker build.
Then I realized the head shape was different too. The eye color was slight different, one had a darker shade of brown.
I came with the conclusion that there must have been too men. Two rebel vampires that were men. I just didn't understand how they could be rebels, they don't trust vampires.
I decided that we would find a well trained human to go under cover and become apart of the rebels and get information.
After we find out who it is they'll be either be in the castle dungeons or hanged, depending on my mood.
I figure I'll do my best to build more jobs for humans. They are in poverty and I'd like to think I'm the world leader, not the vampire leader.
I'd also build more shelters for them so they don't starve on the street. Crime this way could go down.
I was going to be sure and make the world more peaceful if it was the last thing I'd do. I wasn't going to let a little attack stop me from being queen.
I'm Raven Alexandra James, I've been to hell and back more times than I can count. Nothing can stop me or ever will stop me. I'm indestructible.
I knew what the world plan was for rift now even if what was small and a starter, but my personal life I was confused.
Right now, I was wishing I didn't get my memory back. No one warned me how bad the pain would be. My mind circles around my twenty first birthday.
I was sure how to handle Oliver. I wasn't sure what I felt for him. Maybe my heart was sick of being lonely and wanted a reminder of what it felt like to be loved.
Oliver didn't love me I thought I knew. I thought I knew everything. I remembered the days when my life changed forever and most of them, the day was hell on earth for me.
I was sick of being beaten down. I always would get back up, but a part of me I'd never have again.
For once I wanted to be a victor, not a victim. I wanted to be able to hold my head up high with true confidence, and not put up a wall.
I wanted peace. It'd been a thousand years, I think it's time I get to relax. I knew I could survive without it, and go on for another thousand years or so, but I didn't want to. No one does.
I wanted to be loved, peace, and just be shoot for once in my life. I always knew fear and anger, but not happiness.
For me happiness is a myth. No one in my mind could ever be truly happy. My problem was, I'd only experienced it for a second before my world came crashing down.
I knew what I needed to do in order to make the world better, it was the how that was the issue.
This world, would be peaceful if it is the last thing I do. Nothing was getting in my way. Everyone who steps in front of me will be run right over without hesitation.
I just hoped that nothing else will go wrong in process. I can't afford anymore issues to deal with. But who I am kidding? There'll always be something to go wrong in my world, it just reality.
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The Journey to Escaping Darkness (Book 1)
VampierYou can't ever completely erase pain. Somehow it'll leave behind a memory. And sometimes you need more than just yourself to escape the darkness that's added up for over a thousand years.