<span style="font-style: italic">"perhaps you have simply expended more energy than you are used to spending. It happens rather often. As to the pain, all beings feel pain. Regardless of what they are. Far as I know you did just meet me. And ageless would be the right word; immortal is more the word youâ€™re thinking of. For none are immortal."</span>Talâ€™Lator spoke. It wasnâ€™t long until she heard her front door squeak open. As a vampire her ears picked up the nearly soundless steps of the intruderâ€¦or intruders possibly. Her head was still pounding, and even worse the feeling of intrusion seemed to seep through her like an unwanted guest. Anger seemed to flash through her mind. The only thing that kept her from moving and killing the intruders was the pain inside her head. Just as she went to speak again a vase shattered. It was the vase that her once human family, now dead,  use to have in their living room. It was a true Elizabethan classic. Now it was shattered , another memory ruined.<br/><br/>A feeling of pure hatred seeped through her. In a matter of seconds Talâ€™Lator flashed through her mind. His hands unsheathing a dagger and holding it to humanâ€™s neck. His words barely an echo inside her head. As pain and anger fought a valiant battle inside her. "<span style="font-style: italic">First human I find since I awaken is spying. Well this is interesting indeed. So human do tell me, when did your kind get so quiet when they move? And why were you spying on us?" </span>She breathed even though in reality she really didnâ€™t need to. Her heart wasnâ€™t beating. The reassurance of the little air that sipped through seemed to only lessen the pain. But ignited the fury inside her. His words echoed through her head again. One of the intruderâ€™s was human!! Her head pounded in hunger as the blood of the human seeped through her nose. It was fresh. Her tongue flickered over her fangs.<span style="font-style: italic"> "That is the heavy footed human I remember. Would you mind too terribly if I go look for the human that entered these halls after this one, Lady Anabella?"</span>Tal seemed to ask as the human dropped most likely in relief to the ground. She could just barely nod her head.<br/><br/>It was then that she watched Tal leave the room. In hunger her eyes glanced upon the human. His heart beat seeming to race twice as fast than normal. The pain and hunger ran through like water. The hate almost seeming to be forgotten. In seconds she moved from the stole all the way to the human. Her feet seeming to flash like lighting. One second she was sitting the next her hands were lifting the human off the ground and slamming him against the wall. "Your bloodâ€¦it smells utterly delicious." Her hands  slipped down the humanâ€™s chest, as her teeth found their way to his jugular vein. In a matter of minutes her shiny white teeth had cut into his flesh, and she began to suckle the drops of blood out from his neck. It tasted warm and inviting. Her mind seemed to leave and all thoughts of leaving the human alive left her head.<br/><br/>Then an image flashed through her head. An image that was so real that it caused her eyes to shut in pain. A figure in black as night robes crouched behind the shrubbery that faced her mansion. Anger again flashed through her. Then she watched a small fox transform into a women. A feeling of familiarity with the female flashed again inside her. Why? Well honestly she wasnâ€™t sure. Then things got uglier. She watched as shadows seemed to tighten around the victimâ€™s throat.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Hello? Madam? Sir?" </span>A unfamiliar yet at the same time an almost familiar voice echoed throughout the mansion. It came from the entrance.<br/><br/>She was violently pulled out of the image by a voice at the entrance of her mansion. It seemed intruders had yet to stop. She heaved a sigh, and checked the humanâ€™s pulse. She sighed in relief as she heard the familiar sound of the humanâ€™s heart, and noticed that his eyes were wide in shock. "Sorry." She muttered. "Bad day to catch me off guard." She then licked the rest of the dry blood around the wound she inflicted and almost flashed away down her hallway.<br/><br/>She almost heaved a sigh of relief as she saw the familiar figure of the shape shifter from the image earlier. Than as if in shock she sped to a stop. Grabbing the shifterâ€™s hand and pulling her inside the house. She slammed the front door and locked it. A feeling of relief again washed over her. What was happening? Did she just see the future? It was hard to doubt it nowâ€¦<br/><br/>Her feet slipped and she seemed to crash to the floor. "Well I guess I could introduce myself shifter. Iâ€™m Anabella Lovelace at your service, and I own this heap of a mansion. Oh if your thirsty I have shit to drink in the kitchenâ€¦donâ€™t mind the shocked humanâ€¦he was spying, and between me and youâ€¦I totally am not seeing the future." Pain gripped her again and she cried out in one loud gasp as her mind almost crumpled. It was hard to stop the images from flashing through her mind. She felt the blood tears drip down her face. Shame seeped through her. So many emotions felt almost instantaneously.