SHE had enough of this switching from town to town. Shoving her stuff in her bag when a high-speed person stopped her hand. "What are you doing?" His voice is hard as a stone.

She returned a glare to his eyes. "Let me go. I need space and time to breathe." Full of persistence in her voice. He sarcastically chuckled, "hah! You have a lot of space here to breathe. You have the whole room for yourself." She forcefully took back her hand and continues shoving her stuff in her bag while still giving him a death glare.

When she was about to leave her room, she was stopped by her brother. "Go away, Fergus. I need to leave." They were exchanging death glares. "You'll gonna get yourself killed. You don't have us with you."

"That's the point!" She exclaimed. "Getting yourself killed?" Fergus shouted. "No! Not having all of you with me. I need my time. I want to feel normal."

"You are not normal." With great fury, she shouted. "You are not normal! All of you!" With heavy steps, she runs towards their door. When she was about to hold the doorknob, her father stopped her. "Aithne, where are you going?"

"Away." She coldly said. "Why?" Her father asked. "Just because." Her father's eyes were furious. "You'll get yourself killed." She was also furious, "I won't get killed. I just want to be normal, just for a week."

She then took that chance to leave their house. Running towards the town, letting out a deep sight. She thought that her idea isn't that bad after all. She took a cab and ride to Laewaes.

Fergus was about to follow her but their father stopped him. "Let her feel the freedom she wants. I guess it would be best for her to take some time off. She's hurt, emotionally."

THE cold wind enters her room. Unconsciously, she took her blanket and covered herself from head to toe. She felt someone looking at her which made her uncomfortable, but she brushed it off. She decided to just peacefully sleep all day until the night.

The figure walked towards her and looked. A sinister smile escaped from its lips. "I've found you." Deeply breathing makes her scent linger through his nose. Believing that her scent will last long unless he'll take a bite on her neck.

Once again smelling her until her scent makes him crazy. Hunger in his eyes, body language refusing to do what he wants. "No, not now." He thought. "I'll be sucking your blood out, soon."

"I don't think staring at her makes you full. Why don't you just do it?" A playful voice was heard in the right corner of the room. "Not now." He said. Her arms crossed, aura's prominent, denying her existence would be a sin. She walked up to him with a playful smile. "I know." He acknowledges her existence and looks again to Aithne. At that moment, he felt that her aura is gone. "I'll leave, Aithne Acheron." Uncontrollably, he breathes her scent. Her scent is growing on him and it wouldn't take any time soon before he won't stop himself.

Before leaving, he looked back. "I know you're awake. Your breathing changes when walked over to you." Then he was gone. She's in a state of shock. She heard what they want from, she couldn't even act properly. Did they want blood? "I'll donate, just don't suck it on me." She thought.

How could she now sleep? She starts to doubt herself about her decision. Is this even right? She took a deep breath and tries to sleep. Praying that they wouldn't come back for her, even though she knew that it's impossible.

THE next day, she spends her time on the streets. Not an ideal place for someone to be when your life is at risk. The moonlight shines, following her every step she takes. As well as the guy on her back. A familiar aura that she felt, she knew it was that figure. In a blink of an eye, she doesn't feel anyone from behind, but she was pulled into a dark alley.

There, was attacked. She anticipated this, the reason why she left her room. He was about to feed on her, he saw her eyes scared. He then bit her, satisfying his wants. He tried to stop himself but was too immersed in her blood. She tried to push him away, made him realize to stop. "Yum, flesh bag." Then he disappeared.

She was hurt, his venom took over her and spread to her entire system. Shouting in pain, no one dared to help her. Minutes passed by, she stopped. Her eyes were red and hungry for blood. He spared her.

Her mind was clouded. Hardly thinking of her name or where is she. She can't remember and is uncontrollable. He senses that she's rare. It was a mistake, she already pulled a guy and pinned him down. She sucks his blood dry. She tried to once again snatch a guy but a woman stopped her. "My, my, the Acheron baby is rare."

"You should've been dead." She throws a punch which made her fly back. Anger is in her eyes. "Morgana! You'll be dead." She heard her name in another person's thoughts. She attacks Morgana with her anger. She can't stop! He can't watch her die. Morgana is powerful.

He took her by the waist and run at an accelerated speed. "You are not getting away! She will be dead! You failed, Draven!" She's faster than them. She stopped in front of them in the woods. "Both. Dead." She grin. He stopped and let her go. "You should've killed her! Then any of this wouldn't happen! You know she's rare yet you didn't kill her!"

"I didn't know."

"Aithne." A voice from his left side. Her family.

"I heard her. She wants Aithne dead." Fergus said.

Her father was furious. "This is war."