Once I was in my familiar place of home I gathered my gown and began walking to the travelers or gipsies whatever they chose to be called these days.

"Welcome home" atlas said

"You look dead princess" Jacob said

"I've been notified that the man I thought shared feelings was a killer and Hunter what do you people expect from me" i snapped

"We didn't mean to upset you lady trinity" Kenneth said

"Well you have tremendously angered me for the letter and immediately wanting me to uproot my months of lavish life style" i hissed

"We have an offering for you" atlas said hanging me a human

My fangs began to show and my hunger rose as I smirked and sank my teeth deep into her neck. Draining the women dry I tossed her lifeless body to the ground. Then wiped my mouth and headed to my tent where I'd be staying momentarily.

"Your such like me" a familiar voice said from beside me

"Well father I do kill and I'm the same monster you are just better" i smirked turning to face him

"Yet you still contact me for advice" he said hands behind his back like usual

"I beg of you stop that" I said sitting in my chair

"Your mind is much like mine I can't help but explore it" he smirked

"Well I have mothers features too dont I that's why your desperate to ignore me often" i said

"Your different than your mother better in ways she wasn't" he said

"Good because I'm stronger too" i said and waved my hand causing him to disappear
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Time had passed and I was no where near Gabriel and long tried to not think of the man who want me dead. The man I wanted to have a life with, the man who planned on betraying me. All because of my status and abilities it was always going to be that way. And over the years I had come to realize that and less and less let people in. I grew colder and more closed off then anything and trusting only those closest to me. Those I grew up with and those were the travelers as they so chose to be called.

I suddenly felt a wave of magic a new life was born and a powerful one at that. They weren't stronger than me that's for sure. Although because I never aged, I often had to move and often hated it too. I learned many things over the years and knew off behinds that were created after my kind. They called themselves the cold ones because they were cold to the touch and fed on blood. Vampires as they called themselves but I detested them I was more powerful then them. I could do just about anything and never die from anything.

This power I felt was only when a strong enough witch or warlock was born in the world. I couldn't tell you if they were more than just magical crafters or something a little more than just crafters. What I can tell you is they were just born and will grow with their power, they will use it for good and evil. Of course everyone has the chance to use it for good or for evil. It all depends on the temptation that you crave and how far down the path you decide to go.