Looking back at the mortal life I once lived , I remember the pain...and the hatred... that mortals feel in their so called world .                 

When I was embraced or should I say reborn to death , it opened my eyes to the light within the night . The life I once hated, I wanted back for just one final chance to say farewell . I've always longed for death , to be freed from the chains that held me to that mortal hell .

 At the age of sixteen my lonely journey began; for it was the year my mother was killed by a vampire .  This one was different from the others ... and as I watched from a nearby bush,  I was mesmorized by his graceful movements. His words were soft spoken yet strong. It was a deadly dance as he embraced her...and I watched unafraid..almost with sick obsession.  He layed her upon the cold earth, then glanced over paying me no mind ....and before I could utter a word, he was gone...

From then on, my search for the undead began . I traveled from village to village finding only mortals . The only stories told of the undead, were  the tales came from a madman. "Savage beasts ,thats what they are! They are truly the damned !", he would say.  If only they knew...oh how I wanted Death !  My journey found me along the bay that some called Escambria. There I found another village.  It seemed as if a celebration of some sort was taking place. I walked toward the encampment and saw some rather strange looking men . As I came into sight , silence engulfed  the encampment. One man stood and approched me.

 I pulled my blade and awaited his next move. He was fearless and continued to advance towards me .  The moment my eyes fell apon him, I knew what he was. The only thing I could do was stare wordlessly;  for this is what I had been searching for all along.  I didn't realize that someone else had walked up to us until he spoke.  " I am Prince Madock of Whales, my lady, please come... and rest yourself;  for it seems your journey has been endless."

I nodded, never once taking my eyes from the vampire. The Prince then turned to take leave.   After the feasting had died down some and most had departed, the vampire turned to me and asked that I come with him.

He went and I followed...like a dog to his master.  He somehow knew what I wanted.... How?  I still to this horrid day don't know.  Once we were out of sight from any,  he turned to me gazing hard...as if I were a book and he was the reader.  I despised this yet at the same time, I freely turned the pages ... My life was revealed to him. He lifted the veil which hid my innermost secrets, my hatred for mortal life , my desire for the illumination of darkness which holds the passion and softness of the vampire...He spoke to me without words , He touched me without moving..It was a dance so graceful...yet so deadly... but oh, how i wanted it .... No words were spoken , but how they were heard... I wanted him as he wanted me . I thought that all of this was just an illusion ... yet at the same time I knew there was so much more to it !!! His embrace was not one of pain..rather it was one of welcome ...It was as if I myself was asking the beast whose fangs ripped into my soul if the door was finally open....but I heard dim nothingness ... No longer shall I live life as a mortal..... but I shall live the insain joy of Death forevemore !!!!!    My death opened new doors and new fears ..but I want this...Forevermore.