Truth be told everyone dies, even if you're immortal you die eventually. Maybe not physically but mentally you do. It's an endless circle, you're born, then you die. I never thought I would be the reason someone had to die. I would be controlling someone's life, in one flash it'll be over. There's no way I can do mind-compulsion without the proper training and unfortunately the only training I could receive would be from my dreadful mother, I'm not even sure she deserves to be called that after the secret she's hidden my entire life. The sad thing is, it's not even the fact that I am part vampire, I mean sure I am not thrilled about it but I will get it over it. It's the fact that she had me and Amsterdam with another man, a man I never even knew existed. I was brought up believing that he
