Everyone knows me as a normal human girl. That's not true. If you knew the real me, you'd want to either run, kill me, or experiment on me like a lab rat. I've been hiding for 10 years. I've only known that long. I can't change. I can never be normal. I was born with this horrible disease. You can't hide, run, or get rid of something you were born with. Especially if you're me. My name is Skylar Thomas. I'm guessing you want to know what I am. Well, I'll tell you. I partially transform into a beast when I'm overwhelmed with emotion, I am two halves of two halves of two different creatures, I drink blood, I grow sharp pointy canines when I am hungry, and I don't like the sunlight. No. I'm not a werewolf, and I'm not a vampire. I'm both.
I'd lived life as a normal girl - or at least, I thought I had. I'd done the acne and the puberty. But then came the dreams and the weird feelings. Those things brought me to the realization that I wasn't normal. My whole life had been a lie. I wasn't average, but someone special.
And someone out there wanted me for that.