I had one childe that I did embrace. She was so much like someone I loved in my mortal life. Raven black hair. Slighty tan. She would have made a great Kindred. If it wasn't for those damn hunters! It was to be her first time hunting w/o me. Through our bloodbond, I felt the holy water burn her, I heard her voice in my head screaming for me. By the time I arrived.......it was too late. The damage was too great for her to heal. The drops of blood fell from my eyes as I watched her body crumble away in my arms. I never knew such rage and hatred before. When I came back around, almost everything was a nice shade of red. And I had strange little fleshy bits all over me. That's when I notice one of my hands was around the throat of one of the hunters. He was still alive, albeit barely. I made him pay. He is still alive, at least last time I checked. Chained up in a pit at one of my havens. He rants like a Malkie now. Though in his raves there is no logic. Since then I still have not gotten over that incident. I have adopted two childes recently. One from Brujah clan and one from Toreador. They are lovely in themselves. I am weary now, I must rest now.
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