【VII. Destiny】

  Logan walked over to the nearest mirror, which was in his bath. Sienna sat cross-legged on his bed , so she could watch him .

- What you are seeing ?

- My hair is a different color , my eyes are darker , I 'm paler than normal .

- That's it?

- It was meant to be anything else?

  He stared at her through the mirror.

- Open your mouth .

- What?

- Are you deaf ? Open your mouth .

  The boy turned to look at her reflection and opened his mouth . His teeth were aligned and extremely white as milk . There was nothing strange to him analyze the canines .

- My canines .

- Yes ?

- They are larger .

  Sienna got up and went to him . As she approached , touched his shoulder and he turned to face her.

- You. .. We are vampires ?

- Not exactly . Our lineage is special. We are a mix of vampires and demons , which makes us stronger than an ordinary vampire, however , slightly weaker than a legitimate demon. Therefore , we are called Bloody Moon .

- Nocturnal beings who live under the moon , but also the vital force of blood .

- You learn fast. Welcome to your new life .

  Sienna left him alone . now he understood perfectly why this without having to maintain silence. However , he thought that everything was just a bunch of lies to make children behave .

  But now he was one of them for the rest of eternity . However , there was something he never heard . The Real Poison . What indeed would it ? As much as Sienna ended up providing important information so that he could know which path to follow , it still was not enough . Way. Yes , he remembered the dream he had . So that was a signal for him to choose between continuing human and turn into a Bloody Moon , and your choice in becoming involved in a non- human being forever.

  However , the problem was not just that . After all , it was not even a problem . The question was what to do for his mother and Phillip did not realize that there was something wrong with him , and would always have something really wrong . Logan not age or more and provide traces of time acting on it . All he knew were going to die one day, except him. Could he have a normal life at least for ten or twenty years? Maybe. Or maybe not. Who could know ?