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.