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15 years ago....

The wind outside beat harshly against the thick, concrete walls of the tall semi hidden building. Standing at four stories tall with a cliff connecting to its backside would be the hope heaven institution. The branches off trees scratched effortlessly at the walls like that of a wild animal trying to gain entry into a building for shelter. On the forth floor with a thin window that would be only the size of five twigs length and width wise allowed the harsh winds and moist air that told of the coming rain slide between the slit of the bars and hit the one that dwelled in the middle of the room. He didn’t want to believe what happened. It was all too unreal, all to, fast for him to comprehend any of it being a part of reality. Sitting on the cold ground with his knees to his chest, arms draped over the knee caps, and face buried within the arms would be the black haired pale child himself. Cold and scared the dhampir would slowly remember what had occurred when he accidentally ventured out of the grounds. After the scolding from his grandfather a few hours before dawn arrived, he remembered going to sleep. Then, wondering the halls as usual during the day in search of some kind of companionship or anything of interest at all that could entertain him till his mother woke up from her slumber. Lumirs, was on one of his vanishing acts. And Darkova wasn’t to be disturbed, as instructed by his grandfather for she had an upcoming performance for a ball that was to be held within a week.

Angel had left one of the inner gardens through one of many doors to the outside. Plush grass coveted the ground only leaving a stone trail with beautiful flowers of all sorts on each side. The will-o-wisp, even during the soft glow of the day still wondered about. One in particular, caught the dhampir’s attention. So, like any other child that found something of interest, Angel began to chase it. He fallowed it nearly throughout the garden, and even the entire rose hedge maze. Without knowing it, or even thinking clearly the young heir to oni manor fallowed the glowing orb out the hidden back gate. Half an hour passed and Angel would stop to take a breather. Leaning against a tree, the young half breed didn’t notice how far he was from his home. After catching his breath and lifting his head; ruby red orbs would slowly look about his surroundings. The dark forest. A horrid place for a child or unprepared villager to be at night. Looking up through the branches as best as possible, a great relief would wash over angel’s mind as it was only high noon. Just enough time to hurry home. Of course, if he wanted real timing without rushing at the last minute to get back through the gates he will have to run all the way back.

Deciding on the run, for this place still allowed the mud monsters to pop out and attack any poor soul with their poisons spit, Angel would take a deep breath. He could still see his foot prints fresh in the dirt. Quickly, he would start to fallow them back. About a quarter of a mile from where he stopped to rest was when the trouble started. Standing there while biting his lip, ruby red orbs would stare at the covered trail ahead. All tall grass, rock, and a few logs stood in his way. Not that he couldn’t climb them but, were was his foot trail? How was he to get home now? Feeling a churn in his stomach angel would take another deep breath. Surly his grandfather would be more then angry with him now for going out of the gates again. Brushing black hair strands away from his face, the dhampir would start to climb through. Being as careful as possible to not slip or thump against anything. But at a sleek and tilted rock, Angel would slip and bash his knee against another, causing him to call out in a hissing pain and hold his knee. No bruise would form, but that didn’t mean it would show any signs of not slowing him down. After sitting there nursing his knee a moment, he would stand. This time, taking it slow over the rocks. But, unknowing to him a snare trap lay waiting just six meters away from his path. Bending down to pick up a few rocks and toss them out of his way, he would move slightly away from the other pointed stones and turn around. Foolishly Angel wouldn’t watch where he was going and, land his right foot into the snare. Triggering it quickly. At first, he would feel his leg being jerked upwards. Then, find his face tumbling down to the ground. The last thing he remembered was hitting a rock and seeing white. A sickening feeling mixed with dizziness swirling around his stomach. He felt as if he’d puke at any moment now. From there, faintly familiar voices. Two men. Then from there, he was being loaded into the cold traveling prison like carriage. Apparently the men were hunting in those woods, and to their luck, they didn’t catch a beast but rather their first prized target that had gotten away. The rest was a blur from there. Feeling a few tears build up in his eyes, it was a matter of time till the salty tears started streaming down his cheeks. Angel wanted to go home. Go back to his mother. Hell, even a yelling and possibly the ringed back hand of his grandfather would be something he’d openly welcome rather then being in this place. He wasn’t the only child here though. Throughout the place, from the first floor to the fourth were other children like him. All half breeds from some kind of origin. Some descended from ratmen, some from sirens. All races mixed. With in the half breed children’s blood. The rain slowly started to find its way inside. Some dripping onto angel’s back with the help of the hard blowing wind. As he shed tears quietly to himself, the dhampir would slowly lay on his side. Not bothering to get up and go to the hard hospital like bed provided in his cell. In a fetal position, the dhampir could only imagine the horrors that would befall, and forever change his life, and make him into the man he is today..