October 31

October 31, Halloween night. It's the time when monsters, ghouls, and other dark creatures take mates. The mates of these creatures don't usually come willingly. I should know, my brother has taken a human mate already. My father took an elf. They expect me to do the same. But for some reason, I had my mother's virtue. Basically, you could say I actually had a conscience. I thought about how people would feel, and how I would feel after I did something like that. I told my father that I wouldn't force anyone of any species to be my mate once. Never have I felt pain like that. My brother is disgusted by me, and the fact of the matter is that we are twins. I actually have a theory on why I am like I am. Since me and my brother are twins, it is possible that most of my mother's elven blood went into me.

I have never fed off of an intelligent species. I don't usually like to show my fangs. I have never forced a creature to my will. In my two hundred years of life, I have held back the urge to find a mate on Halloween. My ruby red eyes glow with my fierce determination to be like my mother, not my father.

I didn't even see the point of choosing a human as your mate. While I did not enslave them, I found humans to be repulsive. They were so weak and fragile, that they basically were pathetic. Then they can't even live for more than a hundred years for crying out loud. Then they age, they become all crumpled and mangled. Losing several of their senses in the process. My foolish twin thought that he had enough power to turn his mate into one of us, but he failed. Just like he always fails at everything he does.

By now you have probably guessed what kind of creature I am. Yes, I am a vampire. Every dark creature takes a mate, not just vampires. Vampires are just the only species that never breed with their own species. It doesn't matter about what a vampire's mate is. They will always give birth to a vampire. As a vampire, I had strength and agility unmatched by any other species. But I have to feed on the blood of the living as well, so vampires do pay a price for these gifts. We don't breed with each other for one reason. We want to explore our limits. If I breed with this species, will the child have special gifts? That is the question most ask when looking for a mate.

My mother aka Saria Whitewhistle. She was an elf maiden engaged to a hero of her village. She has long, silver hair, a blue, curvaceous body, and beautiful, sapphire eyes. She is also fairly tall for a female around 5'10. She had voluptuous breasts and She is an angelic creature who would harm no one. She doesn't hate anyone, well except my father. She despises my father, but she has no choice but to do what he says. The only time she can act freely is when father is away, but the control to make her stay is so strong that you could not force her to leave, even if it cost her life. I would like to free her from his hypnotic power, but I am not strong enough to match my father. Once I do become strong enough, I will defeat my father and save my mother.

My mother doesn't like how my brother turned out, but she still loves him. She is really proud of me and the way I turned out. While no one in my home will speak to me, my mother always comforts me. I guess you could call me a momma's boy.

My father aka Marvelius Black. The most vile creature to ever walk upon this earth. He is a tall man, around 7'4. He had dark black, scaly looking skin, low-cut, jet-black hair, a broad, muscular build, and piercing dark red eyes. He forced my mother, the most beautiful and innocent creature ever, to be his mate. He despises me for being born with my mother's virtue. He beats me constantly, but I haven't the power to stop him.

My brother aka Jasper Black. He took after father in the looks department. He was fairly tall around 6'5, with crisp, low-cut, black hair, scaly black skin like our father, and a slightly, muscular build. He wasn't as menacing as father, but he was a bit menacing. He despised me with every fiber of his being. To him, I wasn't worthy enough to call him my brother. Even though he is a failure, and I am not.

My name is Issai Black, by the way. I happen to take after my mother. I had short silver hair, blue skin like that of an elf, a muscular build similar to fathers but more delicate. My eyes were ruby and not dark red like my father's or my brother's. I also wasn't as tall as either of them. I was only about 6'1. I was more like an elf than a vampire. My father thought I was a pure elf, because my eyes were sapphire like my mother's until my fangs grew in and I had a desire to drink blood. He thought he bred the perfect vampire. I was more skilled than any other young vampire. I also had elven healing powers. Then the fact that I could blend in with elves was a bonus for my father. That was until he discovered that I had a conscience. I would heal the creatures that were hurt. After I refused to take part in the Halloween ritual, he disowned me. But I have no interest in breeding to try and make the ultimate vampire. I actually want love, like my mother did.