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I am Mizuki Rayne. I was once an Elemental. Now, I am something different. No longer can I hear the beautiful song of the water, or fill the magic of the moon.
This is the story of my change.

It was a crystal clear night. The moon was high in the sky, looking like a silver and white glass ball. The moonlight reflected off the fresh, fallen snow, causing the forest to become luminous. As if someone had lit a million tiny candles.

I was wonder the forest, marvelling at its beauty. Careful not to disturb the snow on the trees and bushes as i walked by. I came to a small cleaning with a brook.The water had frozen over, but tiny ripples could still be seen in the ice.

I sat on a small rock at the edge of the froze brook, and looked up at the sky. The moon had always been a great focus for me. I was often staring at her for hours on end, lost in her beauty and power.

So engrossed in the moon, that i didn't hear him approach. When he spoke, his voice was like glass crunched under a shoe. " Well, well. Tonight is my lucky night after all. I've found an Elemental. I always heard that your kind did not exist. Glad the rumors were wrong."

Standing quickly, I turn to the voice. Standing there, was a vampire. I had often seen vampires from afar, but never this close, they usually never knew i was there. But this vampire, he was quite close, too close for my own comfort. His eyes were the same color as mine, an ice blue that seemed to glow. He was dressed in a thick fur-trimmed black velvet cloak around his shoulders. His tunic was made of the same color material as his cloak with diamond encrusted buttons going up the center. The shirt under the tunic was white, with puffy sleeves and ruby cuff links. His boots where trimmed with fur.

Panic filled me, as i stared at him. " What do you want, vampire." I said to him, " I do not want anything to do with your kind." walking backwards slowly," I see the destruction you leave in your wake. It fells me with bitter sadness."

Laughing a bitter laugh, he shakes his head. " Do not try to run, little Elemental. I am much faster then you." he tells me. Panic fills me as i turn to run. Taking just a single step and the vampire was on me. Grabbing me from behind, he wraps his arm around my neck, and pins my left arm behind me. I grunt at the pain in my arm.

Bending his head down, he smells my neck, " You have the most intoxicating smell about you. It makes my mouth water with hunger." he whispers in my ear. Licking my pulsing vein, he grazes it with one of his fangs. I shiver uncontrollably. He laughs again " Oh, I'm going to feed well tonight. But I don't think I'm going to kill you. Oh no, you are too precious of a find to just kill." he tells me, thinking for a moment. " No, I do believe I will make you one of us."

I scream at his words," No, you must not do this." i tell him as he sinks his fangs into my neck. My vision swims with black dots as i hear him sucking out my very essence. I grow weak from blood lose and soon the blackness takes me.

When I awake, the vampire is sitting on the rock by the frozen brook. A look of satisfaction is on his face. The same look a man give to a small child after he has beaten the child almost senseless. I try to move but my body protests. I feel a strange sensation in my blood, as if some carniverous beast is eating away at my very soul. I look to the half fallen moon and realize i can no longer feel her magical song, nor can I hear my Elemental companion. My very world has been cut off from me. I let loose a ear piercing scream. The type of scream a dying rabbit gives just before taking its last breath.

The vampire laughs bitterly at my suffering. " Oh, you poor Elemental. I told you that I would not let you die. Instead, I have made you an ultimate tool for me to use." Standing up, he takes off his hat and bows to me, " I am Mircea Basarde. I am from the Assamite clan. And you, my dear, are my new weapon."

I spent the next several hundred years learning different types of weapons from my " sire, " until I became his perfect killing machine. I might have been too perfect, for one night, when we were out hunting a rogue vampire, I killed my "sire." With his back turned to me, I drew my katana and before he could turn around to see why I had drawn my sword, I pushed my sword through his body, piercing his heart. I withdrew my katana and he turned around to stare at me in shock. I didn't hesitate for one second, I swung my sword and sliced his head from his body.