!WARNING!~ Children not accustomed to cursing should have parent advisory or should stop reading this and find another book now. You have been warned... Hello! My name is Akira Kitsune, and I am the only vampire ever to exist with angel blood. Yes, I am an Angelican Vampire. Quite rare too, I have many powers you never knew to exist. Ever feel like you're being watched? I feel that everyday like a pair of eyes are boring into my back and are taking a look at my soul. Its not a good feeling, trust me. Anyways, I'm also one of the only five female vampires! gives hunters a reason to come after me. It also gives Male Vampires the incentive to want to feed off of me. Because of my rare specimen, I have a quite interesting blood type. Ever heard of Ab-- (A B double negative)? No, of course YOU haven't. Only feminine angelican royal vamps have it. Hmm, well, I have quite the blood lust right now so i must go to a feeding room. Bu bye!!

She was running, running until she tripped, that is. The girl had fallen on her ankle into a deep ditch full of water from the downpour of the day. Her clothes now drenched and her ankle now injured, she still attempted to escape her fate. Snickering. Cackling, menacing laughter. 'It's him...' By "him," the sixteen year old highschool-er meant, nonetheless, her father. Her supposedly dead father. A snap. The sound of leather brushing against denim. 'He's taking it of...' His belt, the thing that leaves her bloodied and broken, scarred and weak, for all the years she lived. He raised his hand. More chuckling, more cruelty. The thirty two year old man brought his hand down. The sound of breaking wind, a scream, her scream. The teen's back neck bled, and it bled bad. The scar, the scar that would never heal. It was those faithful words that saved her, that only chance for her to escape. A click, one bullet in the chamber. A bang, A thump, blood everywhere. Screams, Sirens, people trying to flee the scene. People who feared her father, who now feared her, "Don't push me..."