The day they came, changed the world forever. Who would have known such a thing was possible, something so bad we don't even know how to kill it. People would rather stay in their homes undetected and starve to death than walk the streets or even think of stepping outside. The world has changed and people want no part of it, but I can't give up there had to be something, someone left in this world worth fighting for.
Unable to age, unable to die. So many people want me, but they can't have me. They want to experiment on me and use my blood to make more people like me. They want an army, an army that will take over humanity. An army that will end the world.
I am a fighter, I work alone. But I have more problems then just them chasing me to worry about. I'm looking for something, wanting to be someone else, I'm hunting for my freedom.
I don't want this, I don't want this life.
This live and never die or age crap, I'm done with it. I can never love a man because we won't die old together, I want freedom from this. I walk around everyday seeing families, happy and smiling; it kills me inside. I want that, but I can't have that.
I can't have that because of this curse, because of this group of people trying to catch me, use me. I may be human but we all know I'm beyond important.
Others think it's incredible! I hate it, I want out, I want to be free..
But can I ever truly be?