give me some blood

My name is Marionette, or Mario, or you can call me Mo.Chinese is a wonderful thing. It was really hard for me to learn it, but it’s amazing that every word has a meaning.Of course, I didn't know that I would become a vampire when I was born, otherwise I would never have crawled out of my mother's womb.But if you don't crawl out and crawl back in, where do you go?

No, I digress, now let me continue to think back to the past.

When I was nine years old, my mother packed me up and went on the road because she was getting married. The 27-year-old bride, the Duke of Dawkins, head of the Dawkins family, is technically childless.

I am her illegitimate child, a child that does not exist in theory. She took me from a young daughter who was kicked out of the house when she was unmarried and pregnant with a big belly, all the way to the highest position I am today, and then I went to pursue my love.

I don't know what I belong to in her eyes.

When we were about to hit the road, she hung a small sterling silver upside-down cross with a butterfly on it as decoration around my neck, and kissed it lightly, and the lipstick was printed on it.

"My lovely child, let me see if you die in a caterpillar state, or will you pupate into a disc." I always remember her surly smile like a wayward child.

That was the last hug from my mother, and the first.

What she gave me was a large box of gold coins, my body and her strange education. Since then, she has never given me a penny.

So I came alone to the Alhambra Earl's house in the Alhambra Fort, which was actually, and later theoretically, my father's house.I was taken to Alhambra Castle as the long-lost third son of the Duke of Alhambra.

The one who raised me was Mary, the nanny. Mary was a woman worthy of the title of nanny regardless of the number of children she had or the size of her breasts.She had a bunch of kids, I never figured out if he had two a year or three a year, but that was a lot, and her husband was the janitor.

Whenever I study imperialism in the main building of the castle and look out from the tall floor-to-ceiling windows and see Mary's group of children, I must resist the urge to rush out and kill them all.Because they are so happy.Sometimes I laugh at their ignorance, sometimes I laugh at my loneliness, and I try to deny my jealousy.At that time, I was always looking forward to something that I didn't want to lose.

The eldest brother is Sang San, maybe it's spelled this way, maybe it's something like sun, forgive a vampire who hates the sun, the black hair is quite handsome and sticks out on his handsome face.Sang would always smile softly, treat me like a silly child, touch my head and give me some small gifts when I went back to the castle with my father.The second brother, probably named Ji J, had repulsive blond hair, Sangbiji was more than five years older, and Ji was only two years older than me.

When I first arrived, Ji would bully me in front of other children. Yes, the other children were probably the children of my father's courtiers and his companions.I forget the name of Gee's companion, but I remember he had those little curly, oily dark brown hairs that were evenly curled, like what a Scotch sheep should grow.

I am an illegitimate child with no influence of my own.

The spring was strong that day, and it was warm and cold at the same time. Maybe the sound of the wild cat's sex aroused some hidden uneasiness in Ji's heart.

As soon as the professor of imperial studies left, Ji began to pretend to be bullshit in front of a group of school-age children. "Put it under my crotch, sissy."

I don't want to talk to him because there is no reason.Maybe at that time, I foresaw that he would withdraw from the theater of my life early, so I didn't manage the relationship with him at all.I just pack up my books,

"Hey, I said, get through my crotch." That guy was fooled by a group of boys today. They kept saying that Brother Ji, you are the strongest, the best, and the most attractive. Here is another person who refuses to accept you, you should subdue him today.So Ji lightly began to pick a number from me.

I could see the groom kept looking into the French windows outside.

He walked towards the door with the book, ignoring their house wine and games, but Ji didn't allow it, and asked his companion to stop at the door.I stepped back and back, knowing that this French window was approaching, and this was only the second floor, the tower was big enough to see everything.

"I don't know why I have to obey your order to insult my own personality, dear brother." I was too young to think dear brother was a kind of ironic title, but I forgot to estimate Ji's IQ, he couldn't listen from.

"Because I'm your brother." Brain damage is a bad habit that Ji can't change.

"But the elder brother should be kind to the younger brother, the Lord teaches us." The Lord may know whom I believe.

"You are so unreasonable, I hate you as a brother." He is so stupid that he destroys my entire IQ level of this memory.

Ji personally guided his companion to approach me step by step and told him to stretch out his fist.

Ji's accompanying reader approached me step by step and retreated towards the window. He was a year older than Ji and a head and a half taller than me.

I stared at him with my black eyes. I knew how destructive my eyes were, and he really didn't dare to do anything.

At this time, I could feel the coolness and light from the tall French windows behind me, and I could already see everything outside.

"If something really happened to me, Ji will immediately transfer all the responsibility to you. You are just one of his tools." I said to him blankly.My brain was very rusty as a kid thinking it was cool.There are always some childhood memories that make you feel ashamed of yourself.

"That's absolutely not, is it, Boss," said the Scotch Sheep.

"Of course," said Gee, justly. "We trust each other, don't we?"

"Did you hear that? A sissy? Your skin is white and tender, so thin, with thin arms and legs. Are you a sissy?" The Scotch sheep trembled.

"You guys, why are you doing this?" I put on a very innocent voice.

Then there was bickering back and forth, I don't remember the specific content, it was true that it took a long time.

Just as the scotch sheep's dirty hands were about to touch me, there was the sound of footsteps, followed by my father's angry voice.

I gave the coachman a gold coin to remind my father to see me when I was being bullied.And the language disturbed the relationship between Ji and his guards.Ji foolishly betrayed his companion for self-protection, so his personal guard fell apart.They began to have this illegitimate child in their eyes, and I opened my gold coin box again, so rumors arose among them that the illegitimate child whose parents advised them to stay away would treat them better than Ji if he inherited the title.

This matter is not big, but the success of a small conspiracy determines many, many things.

The change happened when Zhang (Zhang is a person's name) accidentally smashed the lady's Chinese vase, and I said I did it.In fact, I wanted to be angry with that old woman, but Zhang was so moved that he wanted to cry.Because Mrs. Alhambra is notoriously cunning and mean, and she especially likes to abuse children in various ways. After abusing children and abusing their parents, as long as he looks unhappy, he can step by step abuse a famous family. common people.Of course she has no right to abuse me.Zhang said that in the future, he will protect me at any time.

They then called me generous.

Since that time, I have become more and more used to saying to those silly boys: "You are my brother..." "We are people who can give each other back..." "We should go out together to create a world and realize it." My own ideal..." Wait, this kind of words.Because I found that the more I said this, the more stupid they became, and then little pink bubbles came out of their eyes.I have said this many, many times, not only to deceive them, but also to convince myself, but I find that no matter how many times I say it, I can't.

We started calling brothers, I was the little brother who needed all of them to take care of, they were my brothers.And Gee still led the personal guards with several children of domestic servants brought by his mother and children of his distant maternal cousins.I don't know why, as a man, my desire to control is so weak, but someone told me that this kind of art of wooing people is even more cruel, and that person is my mother.

My brothers in Alhambra were protective of me, also in their teenage years, and they rebelled against their parents to support me.They discussed all kinds of things with me, and I hunted with arms and legs that weren't that great.They just think I'm good, think, I'm very good.Well, hehe.They chose me.