Makayla came from a lower class family that lived in the rural area of San Fransico.She always was the outkast no matter where she went. She was transfered to an alternative school when she was in eighth grade because the schoolboard feared for the other children. Makayla was the silent, stalker type. They were convinced she was a descendent of an old world vampire count because of how pale, and quiet she was. All ehr teachers called her NinjaMay, at first for just a joke, until they found the first to call her that, unconcious in a bathroom stall. The wall was signed in Makayla's blood, stating 'Come and get me if you think you're ballsy enough for it.' A few weeks later, she was at home with her brother when she felt a small burning sensation on her neck before she fell to her knees in mind numbing pain. She clinched her neck, screaming, as tears streamed down her face, soon turning a water crimson red. Makayla fell on her back, gasping, tearing at the floor as the room began to fade to black. She awoke hours later, everything was dark, she sat up looking around. "What happened.." She tried to stand, question noone but herself. Walking into the family room, she saw her brother Chaos, and her jaw dropped. He was a sleep on the couch until she entered, he looked up her with yellow glowing eyes, as if it were a reflection of fire he was holding inches from his face. Letting out a scream, she ran to her room, locking the door, pressing her back again the wood painted object, she slid down slowly. She opened her eyes, only to see Chaos standing there with a devilish smirk. "Why, dear, why do you run? I'm not going to hurt you anymore than you're already hurting." Standing up, letting tears stream down her face, "What did you do to me?!" Makayla screamed at him, throwing herself at him, she tried to impail his chest with her fists. Chaos grabber tightly with one are, and bit his other wrist, breaking skin, he shoved hiis bloody wrist in her mouth, holding it there, "Feed" He demanded. She obliged, starting to sob out of fear of what would happen, she started to pull her mouth away, feeling the iron tasting liquid slide down her gullet, "Let me go, please Chaos." She began pleading and he sat her down, pulling her head to his chest, "Shh, it'll all be over soon." He said calmly, his voice was deep and soft, rather calming actually. He was always gentle and sencere with her, no matter what. He wasn't really her brother, just an old family friend. Though they had been crushing on each other for the longest time, hut hid it very well. Makayla felt her body go limp and numb against Chaos. Drifting into a light sleep, she awoke years later...
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