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This isn't my usual type of journal entry, since I was planning on only doing memories, and things of that category. But I just wanted to write random thoughts of things happening today in relevance of Immortals, or as they know us, Creatures. I wouldn't be surprised to see that many celebrities are now wanting to be bitten or even turned. Looks like America has a new fad. Fangbanging. Been going on since....either the first season of True Blood or when the first Twilight movie came out. Vampires, Werewolves, and others are now becoming....fetishes? Awkward. Nice to know that once they know of our existence they want to use us. Though no matter what, the country would've used us in a different way, if we were presented differently.



Of course, most of them think we're fakers, not real. Just role playing. Which is good, since long ago we had made that treaty, we're not even supposed to be in America right now. They would try to destroy us if they found out we were on their land and not on our own. The many Creatures that have been killing have been giving us a bad name, claiming that they think it's for their own good. I'd like to see them prove that. I have been keeping good track of my own hunger for millenniums now, not making one mistake. I think others can do it if I can. But you never know, until you hear their side of the story.



Slayers have been planning a lot, since that craze about giving away "Vampire Slaying Kits". I don't think there will ever be any truce between us, now that many humans are being turned, both willing and unwilling. Of course, some Slayers have a possibility of mistaking a human role playing for an actual Creature. That's what's making the saying, "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery." a little untrue to me now. It's nice to adore our kind, but please, not for the bad things they make us look like we all do daily. No, we're not "Vegetarians" like the Cullens. We just know how to use synthetics. ASPCA and PETA have been coming onto us for the whole animal-dieting thing. So looks like some of us will have to cut down on that? Or at least not go for what they labeled "valuable animals"......

Yeah, I thought it’d be nice. I was wrong, of course. “Maddie!” I felt hands shake me awake. “Maddie! Wake up!” “Wha-what?!” I woke with a start. The sight that first came into my eyes was my twin, Rayne, with a bewildered look on her face. It was surprising because she never looked anything but smug. I was in for another surprise. One that would change my life for sure. ‘Why’d you wake me up?’ I whimpered my thoughts to her. She didn’t answer that. All she did was grab my arms and pull me out of bed. My oh, so comfortable and warm bed. So inviting. Not anymore. If you’re wondering, yes, I’m not so much of a morning person. When sleep comes, I never pass it by. But who does? Morning people, probably. “Get dressed.” Rayne uttered. Now I was starting to get a horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. Rayne Youngblood, the ‘badass’ of our family, actually looked scared. My senses immediately became sharper and I was instantly awake. Something was going on. But what?



As if on cue to answer my thoughts, I heard a faint but shrill scream, then a distant boom. As soon as I was dressed in the normal ragged clothing our “owners” provided for us, my sister and I ran down the stairs. Our owners. Where were they? They were not in the house like they usually are on a Saturday morning, preparing for the next party they had planned before. The sound of shattered glass filled my brain, and I winced at the sharp sound. Someone threw a brick through the living room window. More noise poured out from the window’s new opening: screams of agony and fear, the cracks of rifles, shuffling of shoes frantically finding their way to a new haven. I had a huge feeling that a new haven was something that was too far away to reach now. Almost impossible.

“Let’s go, before anyone catches us.”



We ran outside, processing the chaos emerging in front of us like a tsunami wave. Our eyes took in the horrifying sights of this war that was now progressing into something more, almost genocide. The hunters had arrived, and the Cold Fangs grew defensive.

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XxXcordeliaXxX
17:47 Sep 18 2010

Intriguing...

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