I was born in Los Angeles. Yucky city, I must say. My original mom and my dad always fought. They fought over me, over money, over anything and everything. So that's how I was raised. My mom usually didn't bother taking care of me and pushed me off on my dad. After a couple years, she just up and left finally. Said she couldn't take it anymore. Now I know it may sound kinda funny, but she was the main moneymaker of the family. My dad always was the one taking care of me. So when my mom left, we were devistated. We lost the house and had to move into a ratty apartment. I was still really young so it really didn't bother me much. Except the fact my mom just left me.

Five more years passed on by and I guess things were rather normal for the most part. I went to school, though didn't do very well. I got teased a lot by the other kids and I was really quiet. I also didn't really pay much attention in class. I dunno why. I guess I was still kind of depressed that my mom had left, even after all those years. Well when I was seven, I don't know why he did it, but I went home and my dad wasn't there either. All his stuff was gone too, so I knew he had just left. I didn't know what to do. I stayed in the apartment for a couple days, but I knew that I couldn't just stay there. Someone would come and take me away. I didn't want to do that, I had always hoped that someday my mom or dad would come back, so I had to stay where I was. I got some of my stuff and my piggy bank and I took to the streets. I never strayed more than 10 blocks from the apartment building, and I was always watching for either of my parents. Other than that, though, I scrounged best I could. Dumpsters were always nice for food.. and right outside lots of fast food joints. People were always throwing out leftover food. So I got all the food I needed really. Just pulled water out of water fountains in the parks in the area. I grew up like that. Every now and then I met another street person... most of them helped to take care of me a little bit, but they always went on their way eventually and never bothered to take me with them.

The great life changing event was when I met Marcia, my new mom. She found me when I was 18. I was still hanging around that apartment building, hoping my parents would show up. She found me in a nearby abandoned building. I don't know what she was doing there, but I guess she just looked in and there I was. She took me in under her care and helped me out. So I looked at her as a new mom. I was a bit happier. She didn't just abandon me like everyone else and that got me really close to her. I've always wanted people to cling to. I don't know why. I know most guys my age just don't want to cling like I do anymore, they want other things. But I just want people to be close to. Anyway, Marcia made me a vampire to help me so I'd never lose her and she'd never lose me. We got really close and she helped me along. She took me out of Los Angeles and along with her. We travelled around a bit and she was always there for me. I guess that's what I love most about her. She's always been there for me ever since she found me.

We ended up in New Orleans after a bit and there we stayed until we were approached. I wasn't s sure about it, but Marcia liked it, so I went with her cause there's no way I'm leaving her. That's when we joined up with Eternity's side. Since then I've been with others in making a few like me. Well I like finding people to cling to and I only make them if I like them and I want them to stay around. It's not nice when you end up losing someone and I always love the motherly types. Then there came the werewolves. I haven't changed any of them yet and I'm not going to. They're too scary and well one of them is really cool. That's Heavy Metal. I was going to turn her, but turning them changes them into monsters that they don't want to be cause they're werewolves. So I'm not going to change werewolves. I like Heavy Metal and I stay with her now since Marcia's not around. I hope I get Marcia back soon. I miss her. She's my mom you know. And I love her very very much.