Look at this, another story, I know that I am writing a main stream Vamp. story but right now I feel kind of sick of them. So I am going to change it up a bit and start a different one. The only times I will update is when I have a lot of extra time, Never Had a Choice is eating up a lot of my time right now. Most of this will be experimenting with different elements of writing and what style I like so, but nothing is perfect, especially not this make-shift story. ;) I have no clue if I am going to change the rating to Rated M either, like I said, this was going to be more experimenting more than anything. By the way, I will try to shave down the swearing as much as possible but sometimes I can't help it, sorry.

For now this is the longer summary/ introduction to it:

"Well why the fuck not, why can't you just let me be me, and deal with the way I am. It's not like I am going to do anything to harm anyone. You're my parents, I thought you thought better of me but apparently I was wrong and there is noting you can do to make me want to to do that! I have free will just like everyone else in this world, so why won't you let me have it." Yes I was yelling. What else was I going to do? I did not want want this, and I will do everything in my power to not get it, even yell at the people I love.

My mom was quiet for the most part, she was never the one to lose her tamper as fast as my dad. He is where it was passed down from, the spoiled, I-get-what-I-want, attitude. But I can't put all the blame on my father, my mom may seem all innocent, at first, but under that immortal beauty, she so carefully puts out, is just as wicked as my father; if not more.

"Honey, there is nothing that can be done! It's a family tradition and it will stay that way as long as I am alive! It was passed down to me and it will go to you, no matter how much you fight." I could tell my dad was bubbling with frustration. Things had to be his way, just like me. He was a determined man, so things wound go his way whether it was liked or not. It was my father that I learned to argue so will, if he wanted something he would get it or waste all his breath trying.

I was the type of person that had to have it my way, this was passed down from both my mom and my dad. They were the King and Queen of well... everything. All the Vampires, every other Vampire that are Kings and Queens for their own land, also the humans and what is to be done with them. If the humans blood, or the human, is well enough to give blood and where they are sent. Their say if final, if someone does something they don't like or disrespect them, you might as will stamp that with a DEAD sticker and move along with you life.

They expected me, at the age of 18, to wed and take it over.

Let me tell you this now, I DON'T WANT THIS. Even if it is the last thing I do, I will not take this... this abomination of a job. Everyone who is not royal would love to have a place like me. The Princess of everything and the daughter of the two most looked up to, or feared, people in the world. That was me, and better yet I am considered 'special' because of what I am able to do. Since I was about 8 my parents demanded I learn how to protect myself, this involves knowing how to kill with every weapon imaginable or with whatever I might have handy at the moment. On top of that in stead of being an ordinary, or as ordinary as a Vamp princess can be, I have the extremely rare ability to control elements of mother nature. Anywhere from a life less rock to the weather on an ordinary day.

That will never change anything though, "But I don't want to, I know how much you guys work and I have seen what it had done to you! I am only 18 and I would like to live a life before it is ruined by something I don't even want. Dad this job or any job that has to do with power, changes. Do you really want to see your little girl grow up this fast." Lowering the tone of my voice, I set my puppy dog eyes on and played little girl. I hoped that my pleading face would work like it does in the past but hoping can only get someone so far, that's why I normally don't do it.

My parents may have quick tempers and horrible personalities but that means nothing when it comes to their little girl, so maybe it will work. " I am sorry Levily," My mother answered. Damn, I didn't work. "but like your father said there is not a thing in the world that will change our minds about this. We already have a selection of men that you are able to choose from. Might I say all of them were hand picked to be great Kings that have great potential."

"What! Your not even going to let me have a fucking chance to find a guy on my own?"I waved my arms in aggravation. This was bothering me, bothering me more than being starved of blood for a week, which sucks more than anyone would ever know. I didn't want to take over the place of my mother, as Queen and, not for a long time anyway, I was not looking to be wed, especially not to one that is chosen for me. Men are pigs, in my book. They will do anything for sex and the one time you actually do something good for them it's like they don't ever care. The only good men and the human slaves, I know they and forced to do what you say but still, that's nice sometimes.

"I would not push your luck, Levily. You should be grateful we are letting you choose and not one of us! We could easily do an arranged marriage and not give you a choice." My father was still not calming down, like I care, we sometimes get in huge fights and because we and both as equally determined to win it I'm over people being angry at me, doesn't bother me anymore. This was one of those fights, him wanting something for me but me not wanting it. We could go on for hours on end fighting over who wins and what should happen.

My mother started talking before I could take a breath. "The Grand Ball will be this Friday, I have every servant working to make this perfect. All the Kings, Queens, and every Prince and Princess will be there. That is your choice of men. Levily, never forget that we do love you and we never wanted to force you into doing this but the time of us ruling is coming to an end. Everything will be yours to rule soon, and you might as well be acquainted with it and the man who will be helping before it's to late. "

"I know that was I to be the one taking the job as Queen I grew up knowing that, which I will still fight over not doing, because I don't want it, but why do I have to wed? Maybe by some chance you could talk me into becoming Queen, which will never happen, but I refuse to wed over something I don't want! It's my life and my be I was planning to do something besides wasting it on something that I don't want."

"Levily," My dad started he was moving closer and closer to his edge in not making me do what he wanted by force, which he will. He forced me to go without blood for a week and is currently forcing me to becoming Queen. "why can't you just accept this and move on. You will wed and you will become Queen!" He finished with his o so scary demanding, I-will-brake-you-voice.

"BECAUSE I DON'T WANT IT!" I started yelling again, they would not lesion to me the first time I said it so I am going to say it again and again until it seeps in.

My mother but a hand on my fathers chest and at my father and he looked back at her searing into her eyes, they were talking to each other without me being able to hear. It's like a mind thing that I never took the time to learn the name to, but the just of it is that if you looking into a different Vamps eyes than you and that other Vamp are able to talk in each other minds without the outside world hearing. This is the only thing I hate about being a Vampire, but it is also the best. I wonder what they are saying though, only few powerful, strong Vamps have the ability to tap into the connection and hear what is being said. Only when I was at my worst and they were not able to crack me, make me do what they want, they did this.

I wish I was stronger so I could hear what they were saying, by the way I don't wish either. In reality wishing will also get you nowhere, I've wished for a lot of things like to not become the Queen but look where that's gotten me, nowhere.

"We can't honey, not to her." My father said out loud, can't do fucking what to me. I wanted to yell but they were 'taking' and would ignore me anyway. Of course now that I pushed my parents over the edge they were going to do something bad, and the scary part was that my dad was scared of what it was.

"We have to," my mother said hissing out each word "she is not cooperating with us. There is nothing left we can do." When my mom was in a bad mood her bad side would come out. If their was anything to fear in this world it was my mothers tamper. My fathers tamper I could handle but even if my mother was not the Queen, I would still treat her like one just to keep her on her good side.

I was frighten fight now, usually I can't and won't show emotion but having no idea what they will do to me and having to deal with the being Queen thing, they could do anything. My dad only shook his head is disappointment, I could tell wherever they were going to do was much worse than anything before. "Sorry Lil, I never wanted it to go this far. Your mothers right this needs to be done." What the fuck were they talking about, what has to be done?

I could tell my face was in shock and fear, even though I still had no idea what they were taking about. My dad was was calming down and taking softly to me and my mom was wickedly smiling, whatever it is that they have in store, its not something I am going to like.

Anyway, I have no clue where this is going, no clue when I will be updating again but thanks for reading! ;) Seeya for now.