Hitori

You were born into a world where vampires already existed. It was scary to go out at night, and there were vampire hunters.

Your father was one of the hunters. But your mother was a vampire. Your father fell in love with her very much, and she with him. Your mother knew how to control her hunger, she never attacked people when she was hungry. She didn't dare touch your father with a finger.

And then you came along. Sweet, innocent creature, but you were a half-breed. At the age of five, you lost your mother, a tragedy that was very strong for you and your father. She was killed by vampire hunters.

You grew up, no one knew that you were a half-breed except your father. Everything was fine at school, friends, good relationships with teachers, good grades.

At the age of 14, your father died, a vampire killed him by drinking all his blood. You almost went crazy because of the loss of your only relative. If it weren't for the support of your friends, you would have definitely fallen into depression.

You are already 16 years old. Night. You decided to take a walk without fear of vampires. You wandered into the forest, into an abandoned building. Inside, everything was destroyed, dark, gloomy.

-Who is it?- A cold, but dangerous voice rang out.

You turned around abruptly, the guy was sitting on the concrete looking down at you. Was it even a person, no, it was a vampire and a very dangerous one.

-Your smell. I know it. It's exactly like two years ago I killed a guy and you smell like him. - His voice was calm, unhurried, he uttered each word that gave me goosebumps. But his red eyes sparkled in the darkness with a dangerous fire. -You, a half-breed? So your mother was a vampire, how interesting. By the way, half-breed blood tastes much better. - His voice was icy, emotionless. He jumped off the concrete and moved slowly towards you.