That’s it! I’ve had it with the crazy town! I mean seriously, it’s a town like Bon Temps, I should already be on a friendly basis with the sheriff, if not the queen herself. That town should be putty in my hands by now, but no, all because of a baby redheaded vamp. I even tried laying low after @BTAndre threatened me, but hell that didn’t even work, I was haunted in a dream by him, and he actually killed me in the dream. That town has more issues than I care to deal with, the dream was just the final straw. I’m out of there onto a new direction with my life. The only problem….I really don’t know where to go. I can’t go back to my maker, well I don’t want to go back, he’s the entire reason I set out on my quest for power. I mean I can go back to him, be his fighter again, but I don’t know if I want to return to that life, and I know soon enough he’ll figure out that I’m not in Bon Temps anymore and will call wanting to know what’s going on. So for now, I’m just going to spend a day or so in this hotel, I may even go downstairs after while to ‘mingle’, as humans call it, with some other vampires during the hotel’s Superbowl party.

What should I do?

-Chaz-

Well I spent this past Christmas day alone, which suited me just fine. I have spent so many of the holidays in parties and such, that I actually enjoyed getting to spend one alone. The nicer part was that my maker didn’t call me to join him for this holiday as I had dreaded he would. He only called to check in, which went well because he had several calls to make and wasn’t on the phone long. It is easier to lie to him that way, if we would have had a longer conversation, he would have been able to tell I wasn’t truthful. I hate how he does that. But nonetheless a “everything is going good and according to plan” worked, even though it was a whopping lie. But now that is out of the way, and he shouldn’t be calling me for anything as foolish as what he calls a “family get together” anytime soon, and hopefully he won’t have any battles he needs me for. I have been behaving and keeping attention away from myself, but the time will so come for me to continue on my quest.

I hope that all of my followers had a wonderful holiday as well

-Chaz-

Twas a night in Bon Temps,

and all through the town

all the creatures were stirring,

including us vamps.

The humans, all at Merlotte’s

drinking with care,

in hopes that their buzz soon would be there.

I will spare you the rest of the poem, all the humans passed out drunk, the vamps drank their Trublood, some watched the humans in disgust, the faes went all fae like and used their “light power” to light up the town, the were’s howled at the moon, the shifters turned into reindeer, and the witches cast a spell to make it snow.

-Chaz-

So I was the “job” @BTAndre was on that day I met him at Merlotte’s. I can not believe that I fell into the trap. I guess him inviting me to help that night we attacked the werewitches was for him to see my skills. Good move on his half, but I still can not believe he got me.. I have ALWAYS been on my guard and cautious about new people, and weary of why they are my friend, but I failed this time. I let him fool me. So needless to say I’m pretty upset over that, not to mention what he said. I put up the cold and unaffected front like I always do but the more I think about what he said….ugh my maker would be so upset right now. He always said “Be on your guard” “Be suspicious of everyone”, he would have been pleased with how I handled the situation, and not let @BTAndre see how upset he really made me, but he would also had said, that the situation should have never happened. I still have the bleeds, they are better but still there, everything he said keeps going through my mind.  I envy him in some ways…I can’t believe I’m saying that. But he says that he and his maker are best friends…I mean I like my maker, I have a bond with him, but I hate being his underling, I want to be treated like an equal. I think I had earned that before I left him, I mean even when he calls me back to help attack an enemy of his, I usually am one of the leaders of the attack, he trust me to call the shots..but he still treats me like I’m some sort of…subordinate or something..I don’t like that, I like power…and no I am not attached to my human life as many may think… either way, I have a goal, which is now put on hold because @BTAndre will be watching, so I have to play extra nice, but do not worry, I will attain my goal…it is just going to take longer…I just hope my maker doesn’t call and check in or want me to return for Christmas like he did at Thanksgiving, I do not think I could deal with him right now.\

-Chaz-

*gasp* Ow, shit that hurts. Ok so maybe that lap dog Andre has it in him to destroy me if he gets mad enough, that sword got a little too close for comfort, of course I would never let him know that. He honestly brought up too many things I wouldn’t dare admit he was right on, but that doesn’t matter now, I can’t think about that right now, the bleeds have started and I am weak from the silver. I need to rest. Everything else can wait until tomorrow.

-Chaz-

Wow! It has been a while since I had been in a fight like I was tonight. It felt good, other than getting my arm sliced of course. I had forgotten how tricky those damn werewitches can be. Of course there were a few other injuries as well, it was to close for comfort with Andre, and Ash’s shoulder was injured. But injuries are just part of the battle, and we still have a revenge to plot. I personally have a score to settle with that werewitch Mark for my arm, which is beginning to heal. Revenge will be sweet, I will be ready, but for tonight I need to rest and finish healing.

Chaz

Dear blog….Dear followers….how in the hell are you suppose to start a blog? I would assume this is sort of like a diary, just everyone can see it. You humans and your ways of communication, it is rather interesting, but I thought I would give it a try since I am attempting to mainstream. I guess a proper way to start this is by a simple introduction to those who do not know me, I am Chaz. My best advice, if you do not know me, is to stay out of the way of anything I want. I guess it would be proper to share a little of my story with you just to help you understand my entries a little better.

For starters, I am a vampire. I was changed in 1868, before that I was a princess of a small kingdom, but my father, the King, decided to get territorial one day and in the process tiffed a rogue vampire clan off, as a result, I became his punishment. I was my parents only child at the time and the only heir to the throne, therefore the perfect target…There are more details as to the events leading up to my changing, but I will save those for another time, this is the short version of my life.

My maker taught me how to be vampire, and he even allowed me to change my name. I repulsed my human life and didn’t want anything to do with it…at that time, however my future would change that.

As part of this clan, we took whatever we wanted, regardless of what it was, and since I was use to getting what I wanted, I didn’t take being told no lightly, so I succeeded very well in obtaining anything I was after. I got to travel the world with this clan, meet some unique people, but everything I seen was through a fighter’s eye. We enjoyed the benefits, so to speak, of a town after we completed our task and got what we were after, but we never enjoyed it. I decided one day after several years of fighting that I wanted to tour the world in another view, I approached my maker and he allowed me to. I enjoyed being a free spirit and not tied down by anyone, I still held my teachings close and used them when something caught my eye, or if I needed to defend myself. Not paying any attention to the towns I was visiting, I stumbled into a familiar one on a late night, there was a celebration going on, a coronation. I had realized that it was my human family, they had bore a son after I had been changed, and he was taking over the thrown. I was shocked by what I felt, I didn’t understand it, I didn’t want to understand it so I left as quickly as I had arrived. I spent the next few months traveling aimlessly across the countryside, but I was always drawn back to my homeland. I did attempted to make contact with my human family one night, but I will save that story for later. After that I decided to return back to the clan, and thought that would bring me back to myself, but it didn’t. I fought with them, trained with some of the newer vampires, everything was going just like it had before I left, but I didn’t feel like I belonged. I had heard of makers releasing their progeny and thought I would ask about it, using the excuse that I enjoyed my travels and wanted to spend more time in the US. To my surprise he was willing, but he added a condition. Apparently someone had been sent to spy on me during my travels and knew about my human family. The condition was that I could return to the US and travel the world again if I liked, but if he ever called me for anything, I must return to assist however needed or he would kill my human family and I. Not thinking through the implications of this I agreed and was on my way. I spent the next several years in the US and enjoying every bit of it, and I even returned when called, it was nice to fight once in a while, but in the past few years it has became a chore. His request are becoming more ridiculous every time…is it possible for vampires to go senile as the years pass?!?! But now I have moved to Bon Temps, I have a plan here, but you will just have to wait and see what that plan is.

-Chaz-