She walked alone in a gloomy night. Rain pooring down upon her with her not caring. She was crying but no one could tell as the rain blended in with the tears. It seemed as everyone knew she was a demon. Her village hated demons. She couldn't tell them she was one. She killed her father that night. March 19 was the night the blood shed around. Of coarse she was stronger then he was. She kept walking into the dark. She left everything behind her and she never returned to her village again. She turned into a very happy girl since then. There are still rumors of her being the devils child. She dosen't mind because she knows what she is and she knows what she isn't. She tries to control herself from exsposing her evil self. She still roams the world looking for friends who will treat her as someone instead of no one. There are still some nights that she goes and feeds on the ones who's blood is just right. For the police, this is a mystery for who is doing that. She dosen't even relize it's her. But she still lives and acts like anyone else. Once there will be an end to all world because of her. People believe that's her destiny. But she see's it differently.