Hi folks! So yeah, I'm back. With my OC Aadela Felix. This is a sequel, as I mentioned, so if you're interested in this piece, then I beg you on my knees to read "Past I disbelieved, Now I follow".

Basically, Aadela was a 14 year old girl whose family 3 vampaneze ravaged. She was turned into a half-vampire by her cousin, and taken to the Cirque, where she discovered that it was because of Darren, that somehow her brother - who was an aspiring vampire hunter like her parents - eavesdropped on Darren and Larten, and later eavesdropped on the 3 vampaneze in hope that they could lead him to Darren and Larten.

Darren and Aadela fall in love and all that, and it chronicles Aadela's life as a vampire. Aadela's crafted as to suit the first 6 books in the first story. Here, her life follows the last 6 books.

So read... and REVIEW. Please. Flames accepted.

Dear Diary

The era of war has begun. Its dreary shadow is engulfing everybody. The silence is only a scorching warning for the future, which will be filled by the clangs of swords and cries of pain. They will be lying if they say they're not worried. They as sure as hell are. They're already collapsing. And it's only the beginning. The beginning of the end, perhaps?

My name is Aadela Felix. I am a half-vampiress. I've been dragged into this war, this war between the lesser and the greater evil. Perhaps my wording is not quite correct, but the roles they play in this war, can certainly be a bane for those not in our world. The War of the Scars is as potent as a ticking bomb to destroy the whole world, and enslave the whole human race.

I was a happy girl once. The greater evil came, and destroyed me, and I swore to take revenge. There are many on the side of the greater evil, but I only hunt for two. One down, two more to go. But I am not shy of killing anyone who stops me or in turn, wants to kill me.

I have seen what many young women wouldn't have. I have experienced and lived deaths, hearbreaks, love, injustice, cruelty, savageness, coldness, arguments, curses, battles and infatuations. And I have experienced the one force which reminds me that I was once a happy, innocent, fourteen year old girl: a force which goes by the name of Darren Shan.

Love him, hate him, I can't ignore him. He was there with me at times, and never existed in other moments, but his smile, his wit, his bravery, his stubborness: they all haunted me, always.

Vampires versus vampaneze - who will win? And what will they win? Safety? Dominance? Blood? I don't know. The one person who could've stopped this War was long executed, by falsely recognising him as a traitor - Kurda Smahlt. Not only he, but many are dead. Some I knew, others I didn't. They're as faceless as the ones I'm ready to kill.

I have nothing to gain or to lose in this war. I'm only driven by my own ambitions. And I'm not going to sit still. Those vampires might think that I'm going to help them win the war because I'm keen to defeat and destroy the vampaneze. Let them think what they want - I know the truth. I'm going to be a General, rise up amongst the ranks of the Undead, and accomplish my mission, after which, my purpose of living is over.

My dear Vampaneze Duo... here I come.

AFadela