I don't know how long its been since I've wrote this story. see description. but I finally got my hands on some editing software and now I'm ready to work! enjoy everyone!

I live in a world where fear is common, and the source of that fear surrounds us in every corner, whether we know it or not. People are cautious of their surroundings, but fail to realize that the danger they are trying to avoid is only one step ahead of them. People lose their lives so quickly, and the source of people's fear laugh it up like it's a game. There's nothing funny about death... yet it's common in all sorts of ways. People continue to stay cautious while my people do as they please and go on their hunt for blood...

My people had ruled the world for the past 50 years, and there are no signs of stopping. They are incredibly strong, despite their appearances. They are great at blending in with the crowd and take every moment they can to make the hunt and kill another human being.

This kind of world doesn't take anything lightly, and everything must be taken seriously. The world my father told me about, before the ruling of my people, was so alive and beautiful that it seemed too good to be true. Nobody could be happy due to the trauma surrounding Kalos. One false move and a life is taken in under a second...

I admired the stories of how life was like before my people ruled, but in those times, my people were considered thoughts of fiction and were hidden to avoid the ones who were taller than them. It wasn't until the Elite Four came along and took the place of a higher power, creating the Kingdom of Kalos with me as its princess.

Yes, I am the Princess. That might mean that I rule over my people and allow this war to continue for the past 50 years, but it was my mother who did the heavy lifting and ruled all. She is the queen of my people, and even if the humans didn't know she was our people's queen, she was their celebrity.

Like I said before, my people were great in blending in with the crowd. It's hard to tell one from the other, but the only difference that can break us apart from them is my people's incredible beauty.

They earn fame to fool humans into praising them so that they can get what they want. I watch my people humiliating the ones who looked up to them and admired them the most. Right when they think they could finally be happy about something, my people grab it and crushes it without a hint of emotion in their eyes. They laugh at those unfortunate souls before taking their blood alive...

I hate it... I hate it so much. I hate being part of the race that uses humans for livestock... My people love toying with them. They made up games to give the human false hope in thinking they can succeed in defeating a monster. They use the old style of Pokémon battling to determine who dies and who lives... It's an unfair scenario depending on the situation.

I dread every moment of my life, knowing I was part of this race... I couldn't help it. Being their princess, it would make sense that I encourage this horrible behavior, but I don't. Because of who I was, I was looked down upon by everyone.

Nobody knew I existed, only in the Elite Four and my mother's eyes. I was a disgrace to them... all because I hold half my mother and father's blood. The blood of the man who ruled the human world as its king 50 years before and the blood of the woman who held the rarest pureblood in history; the queen of vampires, Diantha.

I am a half breed: not as strong as a vampire, but not as weak as a human. I was seen as disgusting by the Elite Four and banished to my room without being allowed to see the light of day. I've stayed in my room for the past sixteen years of my life ever since the Elite Four found out about me two years after I was born. They killed my father on the spot, and my mother had a hard time looking at me after that... I could never tell if she felt guilty for bringing me into this world or just disappointed that I was alive... either way, I was the princess who shouldn't have been born.

It was strange to me how I was allowed to live despite being a sin. Never in history would, or could, a human and vampire mate to form a child, but because of my mother's pureblood, it was possible.

It was debatable to the Elite Four whether to keep me alive or not, but my mother refused to let anything happen to me. So in punishment for hiding such a big secret from them, she wasn't allowed to see me for however long they want us to stay apart. There's no telling how long that'll be... it'll probably be past my lifetime since I still have human blood in me. I won't be able to live as long as her.

Me being eighteen years old and still being locked in this room with nothing to do but play with my Nintendo 3DS was the only life I was used to. My room wasn't all that small. There were a lot of things offered to me to keep me occupied, but nothing beats my Pikachu covered game. It was the only thing that my dad left me before he was killed, and it's the only thing I usually do in this room besides watch tv or read.

The servants in the castle often come to clean or deliver things that can satisfy my stay in this hollow chamber of a room, but because I know these things were given to me by the Elite Four, I refuse to touch them.

Often at times, even when the maids come in to clean or offer their human blood to me like they were told to do, I'd stay in the corner of the darkest part of the room where there were no lightbulbs. I remain there until I knew it was the right time to get up to walk around, without worrying about anyone looking at me.

Ever since I've been stuck in this room and told how disgusting I was, I've grown the fear of being stared at. I haven't seen the Elite Four since before I was banished to my room when I was a toddler. Anyone would think it's a bit odd that someone as young as two years old would remember something like being told they were a sin or disgusting. Still, because I'm not a full human, memories are absolute, and I never forgot any of it... even if nothing in my life happened for the past sixteen years.

I sat on my comfortable bed while playing my 3DS with the tv playing in the background. It was midnight, and the maids weren't scheduled to come in to clean for another few hours, which means I can lay around all I want without worrying about them suddenly coming in like they usually do.

Don't get me wrong, I'm lucky that my room isn't a dungeon where every wall is made of cement, but I've been longing for the day when I could see how the outside world looks like instead of seeing it from a decent size television screen.

There were no windows in the castle, so peaking out to see a glimpse of it wasn't an option. There was an old tale when vampires were only a work of fiction, that said they could not walk out in the daytime and can't stand light, or else they burn to death. That assumption would make sense since there weren't any windows here, but they were only removed when I was discovered from what I heard. It was in the Elite four's top priority to never let the public know about me.

Not only am I locked in a room, hide in the corner to avoid the maids, not allowed to see my mother, or not allowed to see through windows to see more than what this room has to offer. I also have never seen my reflection in a mirror. That just puts the icing on the cake... I was never given a mirror to see what I looked like, so my fear of being stared at was understandable not only because of the Elite four's insults, but genuinely because I don't know what I look like.

The most I could see of myself from seeing a glimpse of my reflection from the black glass of my 3DS was that I have soft plushy skin, long eyelashes, and full lips. Away from the small reflection, I know I have long blonde-brownish hair that reaches to my ankles and eyes that could make anyone gag... I can't see many colors in the small black reflection, but from what I was told, I had pink-colored eyes that combined the brown color of a human's iris and the red color of a vampire's iris. The color theory is a bit off, it's only an assumption, but if seen by outsiders, they would be too confused to know what to do with me... but for the sake of my safety, or from what my mom said, it's best to keep myself out the public eye... not that I mind that.

I just want to leave this castle for a short while to see what's outside these walls. I was destined to die here once I was born, but that's not the life I want to live. I don't want to stay in a room full of things from the Elite Four. I want to go out just like my mother.

My mother, Diantha, is a famous movie star and model of the human world, but the queen of the vampire world. She's admired by everyone and the only one who wouldn't take advantage of anyone because of her fame. She loves humans. She loved my father. I knew this wasn't the life she wanted to give me, but because the Elite Four were the ones who have to approve of every decision she makes, even she has limits on what she wants to do with her life.

Because she loved humans, she wants to make their lives a whole lot easier and make peace, but the Elite Four denied the decision since they were the ones that ruined this beautiful world in the first place.

If only I weren't born different, then maybe I could be accepted just for being me, but that could never happen.

My room was dark, as usual, with a small lamp lighting my bedside so that I could read better. I have a good sense of sight in the dark, but I prefer to do things the old fashion way... it's at least something that makes me feel better about being part monster. I'm not saying I hate my race, but it's pretty miserable non the less.

While the tv played in the background, I read through a book that my mom gave me before I was locked in this room for the majority of my life. It was about a princess who lived comfortably in her castle with everything given to her. She lived a life that anyone would wish to have, but she had other dreams. She longed to see the world, but one day she was taken by a monster and planned to live the rest of her life in a tall tower with a single-window until one day a prince showed up. She used her long hair to bring him up and exchange a kiss before he rescues her and lives happily ever after.

A story like this only happens in fairy tales. When reading this book for the millionth time, I always imagine using my long hair to pull in a prince, but not even a prince would want to look at me. I may be a princess, but there is no way anyone could ever accept me but my own family. I was destined to stay in that "tower" for all entirety.

I continued staying in bed for however long I wanted to before I decide to go to sleep. My keen sense of hearing alarmed me that someone was approaching my door. I dropped my book and jumped to lean against the wall, knowing I didn't have time to run to the corner of the room where I usually hide in. Because there wasn't much light in the room already, I'm sure where I stood was enough to keep me out of sight of anyone about to come in, but who's coming anyway?

They knocked on my door before unlocking the dozens of locks and later walked in. A woman with a long white robe covered in blood walked in with a single candle lit in her hand. I hissed at the smell, hating the scent of human blood, and leaned closer to the wall if possible.

Even if I'm part vampire, the smell of human blood makes me sick. I usually get mad when the maids offer themselves to me, thinking they're doing me a favor and only obeying the Elite Four to take care of me, but I much prefer human food than blood.

The woman in the bloody robe is a messenger. Anyone who wears that robe is a personal toy to the Elite Four, with rare blood. They are emotionless dolls who get fed on daily and run errands anywhere they're told to go.

The woman, who I know for a fact was owned by a specific member, walked up to me without any light in her eyes. If I were to let anyone look at me, it probably would be these girls since they don't care about anyone but their masters.

She placed the candle down on the nightstand and stepped out to grab a box the size of my head and handed it to me. I slowly made my way to take it and watched her open a piece of paper with bloody fingerprints.

"To Yannie," she read. I gasped, knowing there was only one person who'd ever call me by my name "I have gifted this to you on behalf of your birthday. You're finally 18 years old. I'm so happy knowing that I still have you in my life. Even if I haven't seen you for most of your life, there was never a day when I regret having you" m-mom..."I'm sorry I never got the chance to at least write to you, but they were against any communication. This may seem a bit of a surprise, or a lot, but today is the final day of your lockdown" my jaw dropped "Unfortunately, I'm stuck filming a movie for another few months, so I won't be able to meet you until then. I look forward to seeing your beautiful face again. My sweet daughter... I'm sorry for everything I've caused. I love you, no matter what. Have fun wherever you like in the castle, but you know you're still not allowed to leave" I figured.

The woman flipped the note to read the rest "I'm sorry that the box isn't wrapped pretty, but it was all I could work with before I had to leave. Everything inside is from my heart. I hope you like it... I'll see you soon~ love Mommy" I smiled at the letter the messenger handed me and I hugged the box I was given.

"I wonder what's inside" I told myself. The messenger bowed and headed to the door "Wait" She stopped and turned her head a bit "T-Thanks..." she turned around to look at me.

"It's my pleasure, your highness" I gulped, knowing nobody knew me as the princess, but a simple girl who lived in the castle. I watched her leave the room, expecting her to lock it behind her but didn't...

Hello everyone! Welcome to my new story! I had written this back in 2015 and never picked it up again. Since the grammar barrier was horrible back then, I have rewritten it more formally. As best as I could, I mean! I hope you stick around for more!