Chapter 2 Who Am I

Let me properly introduce myself, I am Blake Jeafarr Blackman, Prince of the Black Moon Tribe. For years we've been hunted and killed, and even experimented on but a population of us has always survived. Most text books refer to us as mystical creatures, a mere Fairy-tale, simply a image of ones imagination. I guess it's that disbelief in our existence that have caused most humans to remain unaware of our existence. If perchance anyone ever cited one of us due to the usage of our ability, most people won't believe them blaming their vivid imagination.

Some have even become patients of mental institutions because of us.

I smile to myself when some history books call us extinct. However, the truth is we are endangered. Each one of us have special abilities that humans crave which also exceed all others of Supernatural realms.

From records of our true history passed down from generations, legend has it we started as a failed experiment but became a new species. A hybrid between the Werewolves and Vampires. Text books call us Werepires but we don't particularly like the name. We call ourselves The Originals.

We have many enemies yet we manage to successfully hide in plain eyesight. But any usage of our abilities produces a scent that the hunters detect from miles away which has caused us to be on the run for centuries.

My father wanted a normal childhood for me when I was born which proved to be a difficult task which means I have been to almost every part of the world by now. I was a child with a ticking time bomb unable to manage my abilities especially when I became emotionally unstable. I think by now I am able to control my abilities to some extent even though I make slip ups from time to time but nothing too major to send us packing again.

As a prince my abilities are rarer than the average of our kind and the higher the status the greater the power. So naturally being the Prince, I've had to be the most guarded for safety reasons. Some of the students at my school are actually trained bodyguards posing as students in efforts to avoid attention. It has always been like this since I was a kid. However, at that time the bodyguards were posing as teachers.

Of course for a while I never knew until one day when I was about 15 years old there was a false alarming threat and approximately 10 students from different classes acted as my shield. So much for thinking my growing up could be normal. After such a scene it is only obvious to expect it, I was transferred and we moved again.

Luckily I've been at the same school now for 4 years. I can't exactly tell you when I noticed Sarah. I know I've seen her about but I remember distinctly once turning 18, two months ago, I felt awaken, new, different....... and Sarah.... I somehow couldn't get enough of her.