I was just born to my mother. But it didn't last long.  I grew to 3 years old, but he took me from my mother. He wanted me. I later learned that he wanted me to become a part of his army. When I got to 5 years old he kept me in a cell. Sometimes I could hear others outside of the walls. But when I turned 13, I highly regretted being 13, or even being born. I sat in the dark in silence. I could hear heavy footsteps. Until the metal door opened revealing light. The light flooded into the dark cell. I hissed at the light in my eyes.

I regained my sight and looked up to the monster. "Y/N, time for your birthday present~," He said. He picked me up and laid me on a metal table. I did try to struggle  but he put me into restraints. I screamed and cried for him to let me go. But did nothing.  He then said a spell and cast it over me. I shrieked at the pain coursing through my body. "Don't scream, it will hurt even worse.~" He said while doing another spell. I wanted to be free. The agony was unbearable. 

I then shrieked louder than before. The pain was like needles and knives on my skin, fire burning in my veins, and my head felt like it was going to explode. He then left and said "Happy Birthday, my little monster.~" I was left in pain. He released me before he left. Now I was left in chains on my ankles and wrists. I lay still and limp wanting the pain to go away. Tears left my eyes as I listened to my breathing. It was shaky. I pulled myself up. 

I was sitting on the floor for a while. But then I suddenly felt no pain to the spells that were put on me. I felt different and stronger. I got up and looked in the mirror. I no saw a poor, helpless human. Oh, no I saw a monster. I felt my jaw drop. I still stayed in the position. I closed my eyes hoping for it to be an illusion. I opened my eyes and it was still there. I covered my mouth so I wouldn't scream anymore. 

I stared at myself. I had a monochrome body. Black and white wolf ears and pure white vampire fangs protruding from my black lips. I wore a black and white sweater. With jeans that were black on one side and white on the other. I had a black and white tail. My hair was now (h/l) and gray. But my eyes were both blood red with a thirst. I now realized the monster looking back, was me. Tears flowed down my face. I didn't want this. No, I wanted to leave. I no longer wanted to be here. Soon minutes passed. 

I grew stronger with every minute that passed. I grew angry and I ripped the chains from my body. The voices in my head kept yelling 'Kill him, get your revenge.' I held my head and said to them 'Patience, I am not strong enough just yet.' I escaped from the cell and went into the maze-like halls. Soon I found a servant. My thirst grew worse and I attacked her. I pinned her down and bit her neck. I drank the blood from her body. She screamed for help, but I had already killed her. I got up, dropping the body of the servant. I stood and felt the blood on my face.

With hesitating, I broke a window nearby and escaped. I wandered about and I got lost. I wandered the forest and I now realized I was a vampire and a werewolf. I was a monster. What will I become? I thought about increasing my strength and getting my revenge. I then smelt a scent of blood and ash. I looked around and saw some people. They were different. They were covered in blood. There was a tall, skinny man leading the others behind him. Three boys at his side, all of them wearing something different. But they all wore masks. And a freakishly pale guy behind them. He seemed to have a red smile on his face.  

I was hiding from them. I didn't want them to see me. Then I felt a hand at my shoulder. In fear, I looked up to see a tall, white, skinny figure. He had glasses and a fashion sense. He wore a vest with a white long-sleeved shirt underneath. He also had shoes that matched. He kept looking at me with interest. While studying me, I picked up his scent.

"Hmm, I see so you like monochrome colors. This hoodie exactly matches your skin tone. These boots put the outfit together. Those ears practically make you look fabulous. That tail matches perfectly with you. And that blood is just ruining it. Oh, well. Mind if I fix you up?" He said. I looked at him in confusion. 'Should I even trust this guy?'After thinking about it I then said, "Okay? I guess?"

 "Great! Now hold on." He said. Next thing I know I'm in a room with many things. Everything was the fashion in that room. He cleared his throat and said "(y/n) right? Anyway, my name in Trenderman or Trender. And if you want to stay here. Will you become my proxy?" I stared at the stranger in front of me. I thought about the options I had. I had nowhere to go. I need somewhere to stay, but I knew nothing of this man, thing?

 I thought about it slowly in my mind. I looked at him while he was cleaning the blood on me. I continued to even out the odds in my brain. The voices returned and talked about what could happen. I didn't know this man, but I had no options in what I would do. I thought of plan I would make but I didn't get very far in them.