Some people will always love, some people never lose hope, some people never die…
CHAPTER ONE
Wednesday, January 1st, 2014
It’s been said many times that there are only two things in life we can guarantee, death and taxes and if you’re rich enough you don’t have to worry about the second thing. Death however is the great equalizer, it has no favorites and won’t wait until you’re ready. Everyone must die eventually and up until recently I believed it, but now I have come to understand that not everyone dies. Last year I believed my stepmom, Cat had died in a plane accident. Now I know the truth and in the knowing I’ve been introduced to the true nature of the Children of the Raven, but far from being monsters, I can honestly say they’re the finest people I’ve ever met.
I’ve been surrounded by them all my life. They loved and protected me and it was not for any nefarious reason, they certainly didn’t lust after my blood. They became part of my extended family of aunts, uncles and cousins simply because they were part of my stepmom’s clan and in her absence, we became their responsibility. Cat is a doctor out at Yorkhill Children’s hospital in Glasgow, she’s been doctoring and nursing for centuries now and it’s not for the reason people might think. It’s in her blood to care for sick people, it’s just who she is I guess.
When I was finally reunited with Cat I was determined to keep my silence even to dad, who still thinks she’s dead, but she has convinced me to tell my story because as she puts it, it’s time the world woke up to the fact we’re not monsters. We live and breathe the same as any other mortal, we love, ache, laugh and cry, are we not then human? I suppose at the back of it I’m scared that someone will find out and force her to vanish again, but Melanie assures me that’ll never happen again. I’ve no idea what happens to this account afterwards but Cat has promised to tell her story and I’m gonna hold her to that one. She went out and bought me a reconditioned laptop for Christmas, so now I’ve got no excuse and I feel in my heart as if I have to let it all out, the life we had before she went missing and the way it panned out later.
I was born, Samantha Ann Sullivan and for as long as I can remember I’ve been fascinated by vampires. They were very mysterious at first but later on with the movie, Interview With a Vampire, I began to develop other ideas about vampires. He would be tall, dark and handsome and most probably look like Tom Cruise although sometimes he looked like Brad Pitt. In my high school fantasies he would either sweep me off my feet in some glamorous castle or rescue me from a villain in a mist-encrusted alley. I was always the incurable romantic and yet my first meeting with a vampire was entirely different and I was unaware of her vampire nature. Oh she rescued my father and me and there was romantic love between her and dad, but I never saw any evidence of vampirism in the traditional sense. She slept in a normal bed, ate meals with us, went to work and came home to her family like any regular mom.
When my stepmom’s plane went down a part of me died, Cat was my world. In her place she left us to her friends, the Grey Ravens. Over the years I slowly came to realise her death was a mere facade. When we were reunited I learned the truth about Clan Grey Raven and her remarkable history. Some people will always love. Some people never lose hope. Some people never die…
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