I don't have very many memories from when I was younger. I only remember fragments of the past, as if each memory is shattered somehow. The only reason that I know anything about my past at all is from what my Gran has told me. Apparently, I lived with my mother in Ravenblack City for a long time, ever since I was born, up until one day we left in the middle of the night. I never met my father, and no one has ever told me anything about him. I think that is because he may be dead. Nevertheless, I never knew him.
When I was eight years old, my mother and I fled from our apartment in the middle of the night. A few hours and a lengthy car ride later, she brought me to my grandmother's house away from the city. She told me that she had to go away for a while, and to wait for her with Gran. My grandmother looked very worried when my mother left. I remember watching her leave through the front porch screen door. There was something within my mother's eyes that had told me that she wouldn't be coming back. I was right.
Thirteen years have passed now. My Gran has died, and my mother is still missing.
Some strange things have started happening after my 21st birthday. Gran had only died a few days before my birthday, leaving me to celebrate on my own. Based on what she had told me, I was supposed to begin to experience my 'gift' once the midnight hour had arrived. I had no idea what to expect. Magical abilities ran in my family, everything from telekinesis to mind-reading. I come from a long line of witches. She hadn't even told me until I had turned eighteen, fearful of how I would take it.
When the time came, the clock struck twelve and something did happen. It was like a wave washed over me and drowned my senses with it. Then, after the last chime of the clock, I resurfaced. Only now, I was different. I felt different. My perception of the world around me had changed dramatically. I no longer saw the world in the same light that I had before.
Most startling of all, I started to get strange visions out of nowhere. I jot them down in a journal. Usually it is just an image or a few words, the message is never clear in the beginning. It's like a puzzle. But once I put the pieces together, I can catch a glimpse of what it yet to come. Almost like a warning.
The other bizarre thing that has been happening is that I can see ghosts. They are everywhere.
One day I finally decided to make the trip to Ravenblack City. I had a lot of questions, and I needed answers. On my first night there, I got lost trying to find my truck. A group of men started to follow me and tried to convince me to join them. That is when Melanctha came out of nowhere and helped me fight off the men. We spoke, and I told her why I was in the city. She was kind enough to offer me shelter in her home in Port Luna while I searched for answers.
After several weeks with no luck, I found myself on the balcony looking out over the water. Melanctha joined me and it was then that she told me the truth about the inhabitants of Ravenblack City. We had grown close over the weeks that I had spent there. She offered me the choice to join her family and become like her. I've never had a real family before. It was an offer that I accepted at once.
Melanctha turned me into a vampire. My abilities to see glimpses of the future and ghosts have remained.