Teenagers....the most vulnerable of creatures she thought. Sitting in the dark SUV tapping her long claws on the steering ,she grimaced .
At once she was a teenager too.
Chatty and giggly, clubbing and partying, depressed and
VULNERABLE.
Her hands tightened on the wheels drowning her in her trained thoughts. As the leather started tearing , She saw him.
The thoughts vanished she smiled licking her lips knowing how much she was going to enjoy this .
She was once a human too, vulnerable pathetic human.
A week after her eighteenth birthday, things started going wrong.
She found it hard to wrap her head around the strange occurrences.
Why does her loved ones keep dying every week.
What reason could there be?
Unknown to her, the reason is related to her past.
A past she's not aware of.
A past she's oblivious to.