Athens

Human Wars

Let's touch on the subject of human wars. They are violent, messy, and smell AMAZING! Yeah I know I am a really twisted son of a b***h. Well not really a son of a b***h but I am a vampire. I love the smell of blood and the energy that killing gives off.

The wars that racked Europe and even the natural disasters that took place cause a great strain on the land and its people. supernatural's managed to hide even then. Some of the younger vampires used the killing to feed. Their sires dealt with their actions accordingly. It was a rough while as humans fought And killed each other. Even I ran across freshly turned vampires and even some new demons. Lilith did not appear so I knew the demons were from only one other source, Velito. I was not sure what his thought process was for generating them but I killed them nonetheless.

He was a thorn in every supernatural's side. Vampires seemed to notice it more than others as we were always on the move. My council was always looking for his freshly turned ones as was I. Mortou and Shaman I noticed made it worthwhile in hunting for them too. We would comb battlegrounds looking for them. The fighting was always quick for me. The older I got the easier it was to kill them.

When the two world wars slowed down, so did the demon influx. I was breathing a sigh of relief until I got word of small fighting in places like the middle east. I groaned and went to wander. There I saw Maaht using his magic to bring some evil to the surface.

"What the hell are you doing?" I hissed at the Egyptian God.

"I am wanting a crew to help keep me safe. Velito has tried to kill me several times now." his brown eyes showing his annoyance at me.

"He has tried for you?" I was a bit shocked.

"He has," Maaht growled. His dark sexy looks making me want to run my fingers through his black hair.

"You know I could always be your backup." I wiggled my eyebrows.

"I still like ladies," he chuckled. "I am still hoping for my mate." His words were a mix of whining and groaning.

"Alright fine, I will still help I guess. Even though a bit of yumminess doesn't wanna play with me." I sighed. I would find myself a snack to hold me over. There was plenty of men around.

I found a few human males to tide me over for about 20 years, but I hated being so gentle and there was the blood lust that crept up while you were doing the dirty. I always ended up biting them even though I told myself I wouldn't.

Humans began to write books about various supernatural people. A fictitious version of history was created and I was hysterical with giggles at how the humans who wrote it believed what they thought was real. If they only knew how things had started. I could not say for the life of my but I enjoyed their thought processes and relished in the idea of how vicious in our nature we were as vampires.

We sure as hell weren't sparkly and even the indirect sun could kill non-daywalkers. It was a hoot when I went to have my twilight books signed. She had no idea I was a vampire. Neither did anyone else, Jewel Maya's daughter had gone with me as a wolf vampire team that supposedly hated each other. Leary yes, we killed when we're hungry. Didn't matter what the blood was contained in wolf, human, or whatever.

I like the persona of Dracula, I could see him and have known Vlad the impaler. Hell, I was the one to tell him to put people on spikes and set them up. It was a nice feeding arrangement. I could eat and they would die by stake even if they did turn.

During the wars and chaos with humans, I did have to save my sister's bloodline twice. I was a hidden benefactor that would pop up from time to time helping them through whatever ailments that may strike them.

Once being the Nazis as they ran into homes killing those who saved Jews and others. I wiped out a whole platoon one night because of that invasion into my sister's family. Other times it was because of the black plague or Spanish influenza. I did not want her bloodline wiped out. I hoped that I would meet a female that looked like her but I never did.

I now know why, I know why I also picked up on fashion and make-up. It was to help Maya now. She is the spitting image of my sister. My connection to Maya is deeply ingrained, as my soul (what is left of it) reached out to hers and found that spot that recognized who she had been to me.

I hadn't expected it but understood why Lilith sent me on so many learning quests. With all of my knowledge in I many things, I would help her in becoming the Queen she needed to be. I honestly didn't know how fast or intense the connection to her would be until the day I saw her in the hospital bed. Everything my sister was showed in Maya's eyes. The same grey eyes that my sister had had. Though her hair was different and she was smaller I just knew who she was to me. A soul connection like that with someone like me is beyond rare. But the bond I had made with Shaman when I took Myra had meant I would be that connected.

In agreeing with that bond I had adversely signed my soul on to help them in the quest for helping. Leto had agreed to my bond and created a place for me in it. Lilith had seen it coming and starting preparing me early. I had no idea how easy I would end up fitting until it was laid out for me.