I love my wife and my two children. They are three of the best things that happened to me. They fill my days with joy and laughter, even after the late nights at work.I don't feel much for anyone, I don't really like small animals. It is a mystery to me as to why I hold onto them. They are only distractions. They keep my mind at ease, yet I feel out of place when I'm with them. I would go home later and later, to not see their beautiful faces. They pain me, and I don't know why.I try to focus on my work as a therapist with my two nurses on hand. I really try, but sometimes the new blood fills me with joy too...

"...I look at his blind eyes across the room. His black hair complimenting his horns and tail. The beautiful glow of blue and green. He strides closer, swaying his tail behind him. Towering over me, I can feel his breathing against my forehead. Why is he so charming? Even after all this time he is still appealing to my eyes. He wraps his tail around my waist and says, "You're so beautiful." "How do you know? You're blind, aren't you?" "Indeed, but a butterfly can taste with it's feet, and a bat can follow echoes of sounds even in blind darkness. One, too, is capable of sensing and seeing the surroundings whenever one's tail touches it." "Amazing," I whisper under my breath. I gasp feeling his tail trace my hip all the way down to my feet and up my thigh. The tip of his tail slowly inching toward my inner thigh. Blood rushes to my face and I can't help but close my eyes and continue to engulf myself in this sensation. As the tip of his tail reaches its final destination, he inches his body closer to mine and leans in for a kiss..."

Oh, how she glows like a star. The spotlight on the stage. The main event of the night. Her captivating lips softly singing, her fragile body swiftly dancing. She is the fire to my candle, the wine to my glass, the strength in my hands. She is an absolute beauty...At least that's what everyone says about her. Rosa Buckingham. All the "cool dudes" at school talk about her every day. Saying this and that about her half naked body dancing in front of their dads. How is that even something to be proud of? Your dad basically cheated on your mom to watch naked women dance. Pathetic.Although, when I met her I understood why they did what they did. I was also captivated by her charm, I was really captivated into a cell. Into a life full of hell."This is only the beginning," she said.I'd like to know what exactly she meant by that. Is it a beginning of something good, or bad? Is it a beginning for her, or for me? Will this affect my daily life? Will I forever be bound to her by these chains around my neck?I guess we'll find out...

I've always wanted a happy family. No hitting, no kicking, no yelling; but that is almost impossible when you're an orphan. Oh, how I wish I could go back to the old days. Laughing and running around.I never thought that was possible while in that hell hole with all kinds of demons.Until one fateful new year...