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Knowledge and Power "So lets get to the point. We are going to train you and mold your body and mind so you can survive as best as you can" said John to me one cold morning. "You are going to learn to fight with your body first and then everything else" added Alex. "You must a lways remember that you are the weapon and every tool you use, is an extension of you". "Being the best fighter is one part of it. The other are the emotions that conquer us" John continued. As he was speaking, I realised that the lesson had already begun. John betrayed not a single one emotion. "Think about your emotions as this little sphere that is inside you and it’s always there. It takes the colour of what you feel. Make it white as ice". "You will discover that after a point anger will build like a fire in you ready to destroy everything. Mold it to your will and use it. Don’t be consumed by it. Consume it and use it to your advantage" said Al...

                                                            A strange man I still remember his words. I stood up looked at him in the eyes. He was looking at me. But his look... It felt... It felt like he was reading my soul. His eyes were piercing through my body. A strange feeling, one I have never felt before. Something ominous. It felt like he was looking at me for an eternity, but he had just looked at me for a second. Everything was weird about that night and that man. He then said something that would hunt me for a very long time. "A vampire. That is what this man was. Don’t answer. Just follow me. I will tell you everything".                                            ...

I passed out in front of them. But before I did, I saw something with the corner of my eye. I saw a hooded man at the depths of the forest. The only way I managed to do that was because of the massive fire burning behind me. When I woke up I was sleeping at a hospital. Apparently, the fire was so huge it spread to the forest as well but not enough to burn down a lot of it. The had police found me. I was in a critical condition, so they had me transferred to a hospital. When I woke up, I couldn’t remember anything. I couldn’t remember her face, nothing from that day. But I knew that whatever happened there, it was devastating. After that the police kept me on lockdown. I wasn’t allowed to leave my room and I had a police escort everywhere I went. I wanted to ask why but I wasn’t getting any answers anyways. Five months passed and they finally let me loose. I could be free like a normal man again. The first thing I did was go to the police station and ask what happened. Because I ...