My name is Gennive Mason.
I am 13 years old.
And oh yeah. I'm the last vampirehunter alive.
You pobally think it's so cool. " Oh yeah she's the last vampire hunter alve. You must be everyones hero." Wrong. No one and I repeat no one can know about me or vampires or warer wolves or shape- shifters or witches. You see it goes against code. The sacred code of all night creatures even I have to fallow it or I'm dead. By law it says if a vampire hunter tells anyone about the night creatuures they send some one then it's bye-bye hunter. Lovley isn't it. I find it kinda ironic. My job is to find and kill vampires yet I have to follow their laws.
I hadn't always been a vampire hunter. Suprisingly enough my best friend was a vampire. His name was Jake. That was until a vampire killed my mother, father, and sister in their sleep. It was one of the few nights I stayed over Jake's house. I entered my house the next morning to find mysister completly drained in our bed room. It was the same way with the rest of my family. I was only 6 years old and an orphan. I ran to my neighbors who called the police. That was the day stopped talking to Jake and the next day he mover away. I haven't seen him since.
Oh and one more thing. I'm blind. I can see auras around people and colors but I can't see shapes or designs. That's what my friends and family are for. I wasn't born blind but hunting vampires was bound to harm me some how. I was hunting a vampire one night and he stabbed me wit ha needle filled with poison. Once again I repeat loveley isn't it.
I am 13 years old.
And oh yeah. I'm the last vampirehunter alive.
You pobally think it's so cool. " Oh yeah she's the last vampire hunter alve. You must be everyones hero." Wrong. No one and I repeat no one can know about me or vampires or warer wolves or shape- shifters or witches. You see it goes against code. The sacred code of all night creatures even I have to fallow it or I'm dead. By law it says if a vampire hunter tells anyone about the night creatuures they send some one then it's bye-bye hunter. Lovley isn't it. I find it kinda ironic. My job is to find and kill vampires yet I have to follow their laws.
I hadn't always been a vampire hunter. Suprisingly enough my best friend was a vampire. His name was Jake. That was until a vampire killed my mother, father, and sister in their sleep. It was one of the few nights I stayed over Jake's house. I entered my house the next morning to find mysister completly drained in our bed room. It was the same way with the rest of my family. I was only 6 years old and an orphan. I ran to my neighbors who called the police. That was the day stopped talking to Jake and the next day he mover away. I haven't seen him since.
Oh and one more thing. I'm blind. I can see auras around people and colors but I can't see shapes or designs. That's what my friends and family are for. I wasn't born blind but hunting vampires was bound to harm me some how. I was hunting a vampire one night and he stabbed me wit ha needle filled with poison. Once again I repeat loveley isn't it.
