Amanda Alison Riley (WIP)

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HELLO? IS IT ME YOU'RE LOOKING FOR?
Amanda Alison Riley
<sup>"“It is utterly false and cruelly arbitrary to put all the play and learning into childhood, all the work into middle age, and all the regrets into old age.”

~Margaret Mead</sup>



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001. Hello, I love you, can you tell me your name? Age? Any nicknames?

"Um, my name is Amanda Alison Riley, and I'm 382 years old, though I look 10.."

002. Too forward? Sorry! Tell us about your family and home life then..

"Too forward? Sorry! Tell us about your family and home life then...

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"Oh wow, where do I begin? 1682 was when I turned 10. We lived in Vlad's kingdom, though; we feared everyday would be out last every waking moment. My Father's name was Alexander Riley, and my Mother’s name was Ann Riley. Due to Vlad's sadistic ways, my Father was impaled, along with my Mother.

He made me watch them suffer together, they died slowly, and he threw them away like garbage, into a hole. I sobbed at his feet, crying out why he would do such a thing to my Mother and Father. He just smirked, and left me there. I was escorted to a cell, along with other children that had been orphaned.

There was an odd character in there though, called himself Slade Sox. An odd name, I know, but I accepted this at the time. There where around 12 to a cell, though children were treated a bit nicer than Turkish prisoners. The fed us stale bread, and, spoiled milk. To this day, the mere sight of those products makes me want to gag.

Slade never ate his meals, which he normally gave to the others, who were of course, very thankful for the nourishment. Many of the others died from food poisoning, within a few weeks their corps where dragged away, and joined their parents in the forest of rotting men.

After the weak had been weeded out, Slade told us of a way to avoid Vlad, how to outlive him, and not be poisoned in the next meal that was surely coming. At the time, I, and many others hadn't a clue how he knew this. Then, he bent the metal bars that kept us caged, and he released us all, but our freedom came at a price. Anything was worth our freedom, we just wanted out. He took a small girl by the head, lifting her up, and bit hard into her neck.

She screamed, and we just stood in horror. One by one, he took us into his arms, and drained us. He killed the first 12 that he took into his mouth, the rest he turned. There were 5 left that had survived. There were 3 boys and two girls me, of course being one of the girls.

The other girl that was with me was named Sherry Bolster. She had red hair that was a pixie cut, but it was left to be a little longer since it has a lot of curl to it. She was 14, the oldest of us all, and so Slade took her as his bride, to in force the thought of us being a family. Slade made us refer to him as Father, and Sherry as our Mother. The 3 boy’s names where Ban, Harry, and Cyrus.

Ban was 12 with shallow cheeks, and brown hair that hid his eyes, and he wasn’t much for conversation, he didn’t enjoy our company much, and he tried to avoid it at all costs. As soon as we escaped, we retreated out of the kingdom and made our way to too Bulgaria where we lived in Ruse in a small little cottage.

Harry was a bit younger than the rest of us, he was 6. His hair was rather short, but he did have rather cute eyes, and they came in use when he was pouting. Cyrus was 9 with blonde hair that looked practically white. His face was long with slim lips. He was a lanky boy, long limbs that he would never grow into.

I looked rather common, brown hair with a baby face. I was a bit short, but, it made me a bit cuter I suppose. Slade was a bit harsh on us; one defragment of his rules was met with server punishment.

He once made Ban drink bless wine; a whole glass that is. Ban had cursed at him, and to say the least, Slade hadn’t found it rather appealing for his undead son to do such a thing. Ban lost his voice for a few weeks, and was bed ridden for a month more than that.

Harry never got in much trouble, he got a few beatings, though, I call them that because it takes a lot to hurt a vampire, Slade had to technically beat him to get enough pain to reinforce the good and that bad.

Cyrus once had silver placed on his back for trying to run away. Slade had held him down while he screamed, and cried bloody tears. I remember I only got lectured, since, being a girl I couldn’t really misbehave, and when I did, it was very minor.

My worst offense probably was breaking a few dishes. Slade often enjoyed me a bit more than he did the boys; as he liked to get me up out of bed to give me a good cuddle in front of the fire with Sherry.

And yes, I know we didn’t sleep but Slade had the boys at least just go in their rooms and play quietly for the night. We where a happy little family of 6, and for the most part, we enjoyed it.

One night there was a horrible raid at our home, men with silver pointed steaks and pitch forks Sherry and Slade told us to run, to get away and never look back.

If they survive they would find us. We ran in the forest, but Harry had to hitch a ride on Cyrus’s back, as the little tyke got tired out a bit faster than the rest of us.

Ban soon took me on his back as well, as he thought of himself as my big brother, and he swore to be my eternal protector. Sade and Sherry never did come for us, but, we had no time to mourn the loss of our undead Mother and Father. Ban was a very good big brother, and he soon took the role of our Father.


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Soon, I was the only one left. Ban had died by burning at the steak, Cyrus and Harry when stabbed through the heart with a silver pointed steak like our undead Mother and Father. After that, in the year 2005 I came to the United States. I was put into the Foster care system since I had a goal. My goal was to be normal, an undead 10 year old. I had acting like a common 10 year old down to the perfect sounding squeal, and babyish giggle.

The family that adopted me in the year 2009 just thought I was a slow grower, they never knew I was `a vampire. Up until 2011 they had no clue, but then the doctors took my blood sample, and they took my DNA, and well….. To say the least, my adoptive parents where horrified, and they uprooted and sent me hear… To the Havens. So, now you know, happy?!"

003. How would you describe your personality? Be honest! Or I'll kick you.

"I'm very sweet, and I'm pretty much like any other girl you'd see."

004. What about your interests? Are you involved in any extracurricular activities here at The Havens ?

"I enjoy sitting in tree's, or looking at the carpet and trying to find images in it."

005. I know you probably answered this in the last question somewhere, but what would you label yourself as? Jock? Nerd? Teacher? Normal student? You know, what stereotype do you fall into?

"Probably a Normal Student."

006. What irks you? What would you be glad to live without? Inquiring minds would like to know.

"History. The thought of it period makes my skin crawl, well, if it could that is."

007. Do you have any fears? Come on, spill! We wont tell, promise!

"I fear being hunted down, and killed."

008. How about secrets? Have any?

"I drank animal blood, like, animals, not humans."

009. Got any powers? How about an animal Guardian?

"I am a vampire, and I have the power to do what they do, and telekinesis."

010. Lastly, what is your relationship status? Have your eye on anybody in particular? Do tell us the juicy details..

"I'm currently single, and will be for ever...."

COOL BEANS! Your Questionnaire will be reviewed promptly and will be sorted as soon as possible!

[Cynder]

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