Akimi smelt the air around her. It smelt like the dead to her. Itâ€™s dirt, grass, and faint smell of decaying bones. She could almost picture the graveyard with itâ€™s head stones. But yet, she could not see it physically because of the bandanna she wrapped around her eyes to hide her power. The very power that she hated cause she couldnâ€™t control it at all. She wasnâ€™t blind in the least But feared the dark power that was unleashed when the bandanna came off. It had been a long time since she last took the bandanna off. She was five, and some child asked to see her eyes. She was stupid then and without hesitation pulled the bandanna off her eyes.  The dark power surged from her shoulders. She felt it wrap around her, then go after the child ripping him from limb to limb , leaving his torso as the only thing in tack.<br/>After that she had learned that she really wasnâ€™t normal. The sucking blood thing she could deal with. But that horrified her more than anything else. So she never took the bandanna off. Her parents had died after she was born, and she was positive it had a lot to do with herself.<br/><br/>She used her ears, and sense of smell to know exactly where she was going. It was odd how she could tell when there was a person in front of her. It was the smell of the personâ€™s blood because everybodyâ€™s blood smellâ€™s different to her. But it wasnâ€™t until she was close to the entrance that she smelt the sweetest scent of blood. It wafted into her nose and forced her to smile a little. This could be a very good thing. She hadnâ€™t realized how hungry she was till that sweet scent hit her. Yet, it never occurred to her to wonder why one person would be in the cemetery and not a whole group of people. In this town it was unheard of to visit the dead, so usually there werenâ€™t many people in the cemetery unless a funeral was taking place.<br/><br/>She decided to head towards the scent of blood. Walking along the black cement road that led to the center of the cemetery. Which she knew had a large statue of an angel with her wings spread out. The cemetery was large. But the scent of blood was strongest at the statue. "Helloâ€¦." She decided to use her instincts of asking if anyone was around. She hadnâ€™t brought her weapons , but that didnâ€™t mean she wasnâ€™t prepared for an attack. Although she did plan on taking the blood from whomever was there.