My Immortal

The Battle Begins

 Dean left his room and went downstairs to find Roman; he went into the living room and saw everyone, but him. None of them said anything, they just looked at him angrily and that meant they knew about what happened. Annoyed and not in the freaking mood for a damn lecture, he just shook his head and decided that he'd check in the backyard for him. Sighing, he left the room and went outside, looking around he saw Roman sitting on the grass under a tree at the far end of the yard. He ran his hands over his face sighing again, before he took a deep breath and walked slowly towards him. He knew he had a lot of explaining to do, but he wasn't good with feelings and emotions though and he was worried that he'd screw everything up even worse. He knew it was finally time to talk about his past, hold nothing back, and hope that it's enough to fix things.

 He walked to where Roman sat staring at the night sky silently his back to Dean. He wasn't sure how to begin, this whole opening up thing was completely new to him and he felt a little stupid doing it. It was times like this that he wished he knew how to be freer with his emotions like the others; even as a mortal he had never been able to do it.

 "What do you want, Dean?" Roman demanded bitterly not looking at him.

 "I...I, uh, came to talk." Dean replied sighing. "I'm finally ready to tell you about my past." He added, as he sat beside him.

 "You are?" Roman asked shocked looking at him.

 "Yeah, but you need to remember that I'm horrible at talking about my feelings and emotions, so bear with me, Ro." Dean replied sighing, Roman nodded. "Okay, so I'm going to skip my mortal life story, since it has nothing to do with anything right now; I will tell you about that eventually. Right now though, I'll tell you about my past as a Vamp." He said sighing again.

 "Okay." Roman said quietly.

 "After I was changed, I hated it, hated the monster I had become; even though I had been evil in my mortal life, as a Vamp I still had my humanity. I rebelled against my kind; I did whatever I could to piss them off. Then a couple of years after I changed Vassago came to me and told me about his plan to build a Vamp army to take over the world. By this time I was at the stage in my life where I now had a hate on for mortals; I hated them because they were everything that I had lost. I listened to his plan, he wanted me to lead his army and I refused at first wanting nothing to do with any of it; I wanted to be left the hell alone. So, I watched as Keeper for months trained...or what he thought was training, Vassago's army. Then a year later, Vassago came to me again and I gave in and took over his army. It was then that I became close to Kira, before this I had no interest in getting to know any of the family; I knew them, but kept them at a distance."

 "What...what do you mean close?" Roman questioned quietly, not sure he wanted to know the answer.

 "At first, she became my second in command; she was one of the best in the army, then three months later, we...we became mates. I didn't love her, it was only sex and around this time I began to rebel against my kind again. I was done with being controlled by Vassago, so I ended things with Kira and turned on my kind. My life became an endless cycle of rebelling against my kind and trying to live among mortals, keeping them safe. I didn't have a purpose, until I met you, I have done a lot of shit in my life that I regret, but falling in love for the first time in my life with you isn't one of them."