She was a happy girl she lived a good life. She was 17, had an awesome boyfriend/ Hank who spoiled her and a loving family. She had it all. She thought it would last forever till one day she came home to find him with her best friend who she was roommates with. When she confronted them he told her he could no longer be with her. She was so heart broken she felt like she was dying. She locked herself in her room, not eating, or sleeping, and didn't speak to anyone. She laid there for so long she could no longer move. When the unthinkable happens. A man appeared in front of her.

"Dianna do you want a second chance?" He asked her. She lazily nodded her head. Looking at those red eyes and sharp fangs.

"I've got nothing holding me back anymore. So kill me." She replied, he smiled. Putting his hand under her head and lifting it up. He dug his sharp fangs into her bare neck. She couldn't feel any pain as she closed her eyes. She felt something press against her lips. She opened her eyes to see him kissing her. When she realized he was trying to make her drink something. She drank it not carrying what it was. He smiled satisfied wrapping his other arm around her waist pulling her closer to him. He pulled away. She started feeling a burning in her throat. As her memories faded to dust.

"Now you are forever mine." He smirked biting his wrist and drinking his own blood. He kissed her again making her drink it.

"My life is yours." She whispered, when he pulled away.

"That a good girl Dianna." He replied, running his finger over her newly formed fangs. She bit the tip of his finger.

"Good girl. Now feed." He commanded. So she grabbed his hand. He leaned down exposing his bare neck. She sank her fangs into his neck drinking his blood on her own. He let out a slight satisfied moan. She sat up pushing him against the wall. He ran his fingers through her hair. She pulled away he licked the excess blood off her lips and smiled.

"You did wonderful my dear." He whispered caressing her cheek. Then suddenly she heard a knock on the door.

"Dianna it's Hank are you okay open the door. We need to talk." She heard a man say, she didn't know who it was.

"Its that damn ex boyfriend again. He's such a nuisance. Doesn't he know when to give up." He said angrily.

"Do you want me to get rid of him?" She asked.

"No sweetie." He replied, kissing her head.

"Dianna I hear you I know your in there who are you talking to?" Hank demanded angrily. Slamming against the door.

"He's annoying." She growled, getting up when he grabbed her wrist shaking his head.

"Move Hank this is your fault this happened. I know she'll listen to her father before she talks to a scum bag like you who broke her heart." She heard an older man say.

"Broke my heart I don't even know who these people are." She gritted her teeth.

"Victor move if she's in a bad state she'll be the perfect target for the undead. In fact we might even be to late. If that's the case no matter how much you talk to her it's useless." Another older man said, when he picked her up opening the window. When someone broke the door down.

"You're a little to late I've already claimed her broken soul." He smiled showing his fangs to the older man.

"You bastard she was pure and innocent." He yelled.

"Ahh ah ah is that how you speak the man that saved her life. She was already knocking on deaths door when I got to her. I only gave her a second chance even though she asked me to kill her I thought it was a waist. So I decided to make her a new born. So who's fault is it really?" He laughed. She looked over at them and they froze.

"Dianna?" The man who called himself her father whispered. When he jumped out the window holding her in his arms. He ran at break neck speed through the streets to an abandoned building. He carried her in through one of the windows. He laid her down on the bed.

"Stay here princess I'll be right back." He said, kissing her cheek. She nodded.

"Good girl." He said, walking out. When she looked in the mirror. She froze. Her hair was black and long enough to drag the ground. Her eyes were violet, fair skin, red lips, and she had big black bat wings on her back. But her clothes were ripped and her shirt was drenched in blood. She sat up when he walked in. Carrying a bucket and a bag. He kicked the door shut and walked over. She sat up when he sat them down. He stripped her down to her under clothes and pulled a wet rag out of the bucket.

"You know for someone so innocent you aren't shy at all." He said wiping her face and neck with the rag.

"I trust you so what's there to be shy about." She replied, as he whipped her down.

"I'm glad you trust me so much." He said cleaning her legs and back. She jumped when he moved to her wings. He chuckled. Then he put something in her hair cleaning it making it really soft. When he changed her bar but had her put on her underwear. They were black and lacy. He adjusted the straps. He slipped a black dress over her head and slipped her wings out the back. He did her makeup and put a necklace on her. When he started brushing her hair suddenly the door flung open.

"Mason why are you ignoring me?" A woman yelled walking in.

"Sorry I was taking care of my newborn you know how that works." He said, she looked at Dianna.

"Oh sorry honey I didn't know." She said, softly. He sighed, brushing her hair.

"It's okay mom." He said, Dianna looked up at him. She walked in shutting the door. When he kissed her head. He smiled pushing hair away from her face.

"She's lovely." His mom said, touching her face when she started getting dizzy. He caught her in his arms. When she put something up to her lips. He pushed it away biting his wrist and putting it up to her mouth. She instinctively opened her mouth drinking his blood.

"That's my good girl." He said, as she bit into his wrist. When she started getting really drowsy. Her eyes started fluttering shut. When he picked her up laid her head on the pillow and covering her up. She pasted out as soon as he kissed her head.