"No, I'm not like them. I never was like them." Alyxander murmured. "I grew up human, even though my parents were vampires. We didn't like the ways of the bloodthirsty monsters from the dark myths. It was horrible to think that anyone could be so... Anyways, I want to help you because that is what friends do. No, not just friends; colleagues even. I understand if you hate me because of what I am, you aren't to blame for that fear and loathing of my kind." He winced a bit as Cory brought up what happened to traitorous vampires. Yes, he knew what the screams of a vampire sounded like when they were being eaten away by flames, consumed to nothing but ashes. He had barely escaped that fate himself. "Fire had twice nearly taken my life, but I had escaped it. My family wasn't so lucky. My home had burnt down to nothing when I was only a child. I had managed to escape, but forced to listen to the agonizing screams of my parents as the flames of the burning building smothered them to death... The day after that incident was when I was found by my master and mistress before this. They weren't exactly the kindest people to me; I was nothing but an animal to them, a toy perhaps, to be tormented and tortured because they knew I could handle it without dying." He had a few tears falling from his eyes now as well, though he willed himself to be strong.