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+ 1	Black Blood part Seven
+ 2	Black Blood part six
+ 4	Black Blood Part Five.
+ 5	Black Blood-part 4
+ 6	Black Blood-Part 3
+ 6	Black blood- part one
+ 9	Black Blood-part one

     Rosalie wanted blood, and one way or another, she was going to get it.

     Rosalie no longer knew who she was. All she was aware of was her sudden desire for blood, and all of it that surrounded her. She saw her mother, and went into a catlike crouch.

     "What are you doing, Rosie? You look like a cat ready to spring!" her mother giggled.

     In answer, Rosalie gave a low, menacing growl. Her mom suddenly realized that something wasn't right. The poor woman didn't even have time to scream.

     Rosalie drank her mother's blood like a toddler dying of thirst. Her mom squirmed feebly, and as her last breath whispered into nothing, Rosalie realeased her and licked the last of the crimson blood from her lips. The thirst still ripped through her. She heard footsteps on the second floor of the house, she hissed, and began tiptoeing up the stairs. Her younger sister stood in the hallway staring at her, and her dad was in his office typing up a report for his job as a collage professer. Rosalie growled at her sister, still with a little blood outlining her lips, and all over her shirt, and lunged as the seven year old screamed. Blood spurted all over the wall and her sister sobbed loudly.

     Her father ran anxiously into the hallway yelling, "Kaylin, what's wrong?"

     Her sister, Kaylin, stared pitifully up at him, and a tear, bloodstained ran down her cheeck. Her skin took on the pallor of death, and the light left her eyes.

     "Rosalie, what the hell are you doing?! What's going on!?" he yelled.

      Rosalie's contiousness stirred weakly, but the monster raging within her beat her back down, and she ended her father's life as she had her sister's and mother's.

Then, she lot control of everything....

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