I sit on a throne in a cold cellar area. Father won't allow me to come out until the 'guests' come so I can feed. I never liked the idea of forcefully taking someone's blood but it makes me feel energized, and my father wants me as a weapon for all my powers. I never knew why I have so much powers but I have always been kept away. My father never uses me with his battles and never brings me to any of his stand up kind of things before the fight breaks out. He tells me I'm waiting for a perfect moment to surprise them. I hear a knock on my door, I walk out and stand beside my fathers chair. The people arrive and after my father and the others are fed, they leave me five wounded people. They watch me as I feed. I get an overpowering feeling like always and when I'm done I walk to a bathroom. I'm cleansed and I walk back to my room where father is sitting.
"There is a battle coming up, the snow will stick to the ground and Christmas has been passed. You will join us but stay in the tree line until I call you."
"Yes father."
"Good, I will leave you then."
And just like that he left. I walked over to my library and started reading my books.
