I was born thirteen hundred,sixty-eight. I was wed when I was merely twenty,my wife being all of nineteen years old. A year after our marriage,she gave birth to a beautiful baby girl,and we lived happily,till one night when our daughter was five...I had gone out to battle,then came home to find that both my wife and daughter had been slaughtered. Their death was more than my soul could deal with,so I went out,never intending to return home,leaving any family I have had behind. Then one night when I thought I would go insane with rage,I came across a gentlemen whom seemed to beholding another man,and as I drew closer,I realized that he was a vampyre,feeding upon the blood of a human. At first,I was revolted,sickened,then I wondered if I could become as he is. Nearly unfeeling. He sensed my being there and looked straight into my eyes....he saw my pain....new what I was wondering,but never once spoke to me. It was I who spoke the first word. It was I who asked him if I could become like him. Thinking me foolish he just brushed me off,until I begged him....told him that I would surely go insane if he did not turn me. And before I could change my mind,he came at me....sunk his fangs into the flesh of my neck and drank almost every last bit of my blood,but not enough so that I would not be able to take his blood into me and turn.....he forced me that night to drink when I had second thoughts,and in seconds,I was turned to what I am now.....Raven Blackblood,and I learned later on that my sire's name is Horatio Lemont,who also went by Horatio the BloodStained. Many years later,in my travels,a young girl came to me,told me her story....and after listening to her story I realized that the man she was in love with and was killed was my brother by birth. I did not care to ask why or how he had been turned to a vampyre,as I only cared to avenge him. After weeks of planning,came the night that made me feared by most people. Consumed with rage and a thirst for blood,I chose to make that village pay for what it has done,and so I and three friends attacked the village....killed its people and burned it down. Never in my years of being what I am,did I enjoy taking the blood of humans.(to be continued)