Natasha Fierce

Chapter 4 - TheTruth

It's been 6 months since I've escaped that compound and I've learned a lot about a lot of things. The nice comfy cozy world I lived in as a child was a lie, there are real monsters and demons that exist. Vampires and werewolves are a thing, and they hate each other just like in movies although I'm not sure why nor is anyone I believe. Witches and male witches exist except if you call a male witch anything but a warlock to their face it's pretty much the biggest insult you can give them.

There are every so often few sets of vampire slayers that get chosen to have powers by the gods or something to keep vampires and demons all that in check so us humans can stay more or less oblivious to all these supernatural creatures roaming among us. And let's not forget about the thousands of different kinds of demons they have so yeah, the world is kind of a scary place.

All I could find out on the group of people that took me is that most a Witches that did experiments on themselves to give themselves strengths and other small abilities but were never able to pull off getting real power until me because apparently the host always dies before withholding that much power. Still unsure how I survived but I did and now I have to figure out these powers but so far, I just have the two, super strength, and teleportation but I haven't been able to teleport since I escaped, I just can't access it for some reason.

I really wish I had someone who could help teach me through this it would make all this a million times easier, hell from what I read even slayers get a watcher of some sort meant to train them so they can learn to fight and not die battling some creature. But slayers were made by the gods I was made by killing a bunch of supernatural creatures and siphoning their powers out into me in a lab so I can only imagine how the gods would feel about me if the find out about me, that is if they don't already know about me.

I hope they do know about me on second thought, I hope they know how much I have suffered and the pain I have endured while they the all-mighty gods did nothing to help or stop it. f**k the gods they can go to hell if they don't like me I after all didn't ask for this to be done to me nor could I have stopped it.

I sighed as I looked out the window to my rundown apartment. It was the only place I had but it was no place I would call home. The wallpaper was peeling off the walls it was a single room no kitchen just a bed and bathroom with a small curtain closing off the bathroom. But this place would do for now until I moved again, i never stayed anywhere long out of fear of the witches who created me finding me.

I had gone to great lengths to hide myself along with tracking down a somewhat shady warlock and having a cloaking spell put on me to keep anyone from being able to use a tracking spell on me and locate me that way, however that didn't mean they couldn't use the old-fashioned way of just tracking me down. So, I never stayed anywhere for more than a month or two and two months was stretching it I didn't want to let myself get comfortable anywhere too long it would only make it that much harder to leave if I got comfortable.

At night there was a supernatural fight club where all kinds of supernatural creatures came out and fought each other for money. The rules were simple enough first one to knock the other one out wins and it was easy cash I had about a couple hours before the sun went down, and it started so I could take a quick nap before I went. I wasn't proud of it, but I didn't exactly have a regular job, so I did this on every night, and it just barely paid my rent considering I nearly always won.

Before laying my weary head down on my pillow I made sure to set my alarm on my phone for two hours from now just when the sun would set. I hadn't slept much every night I went out and did these fights for months now since it was the only source of income I had. It turns out supernatural creatures had very little source of entertainment, so they had many of these fights set up all around the city at night you just needed to know who to ask or where to look. Last time I fought a vampire and beat him like he was nothing, it made me realize one thing, I really dislike vampires the most out of all the supernatural creatures I have met.

Vampires have the ability to turn off their humanity and every single one I have heard of has turned it off due to the fact they just can't live with the guilt of the bloodlust and what it causes them to do so they just turn it off and it leaves them emotionless, remorseless and inhuman. Which is why I hate them so much well that and they are always trying to bite me in a fight so yeah I don't care for them at all.