I would like to pursue a career in writing (and have done since I was 6), but I fear Im getting worse. Please review the opening to this story I am writing. Be as harsh or as kind as you need to be. Thanks. PROLOGUE All’s fair in love and war. At least, that was what Cora had been told. It was, of course, completely untrue. If all was fair, her baby wouldn’t be in hiding with her mother. If all was fair, she would still be able to see Atreyu, the love of her life. If all was fair, there would be no love and no war. ONE The violet hues of dawn illuminated the blanket of snow which had fallen on Cyprien Forrest. By the time they found the body, it would be nothing but a pile of bones. The forest was Hero’s favourite place to hunt. It snowed all year round, Snow made the animals and slow and weak; they were easier to catch like that. So were the humans. Hero had been lucky that morning. A traveller had wandered off the trail and gotten lost. He was dying of hypothermia when she found him. She put him out of his misery almost instantly. After making and incision on the neck with her razor sharp tongue, she proceeded to drain the corpse. She supposed drinking blood made her a cannibal. Or a half-cannibal. After all, she was only half-human. She removed his wallet from his inner coat pocket and took a look. It was filled with pictures of children – his children. Hero waited for her emotions to kick in. She was expecting to feel guilty, but she didn’t. She never did. ------------------------------------- It was 8 o’clock by the time Hero arrived home. Cross was already awake. “You’re late, Cora,” Cross said, reaching for her pills. Cora was Hero's middle name. Cross always used it and Hero never objected. Hero passed them to her. “Sorry. I lost track of time.” “That’s okay. You home safe is all that matters.” Cross swallowed her pills with a glass of water and put them back on the coffee table. “Do you want some breakfast?” Hero offered. “I’m capable of making my own breakfast, dear. Just because I can’t see, doesn’t mean I’m blind, not incapable.” She rose from her chair, pushed the dark glasses up her nose, and then made her way to the kitchen with the aid of her walking stick. “You should get ready for school.” “Are you sure you’re okay.” “I can manage just fine, thank you,” Hero walked slowly to the bathroom. She was in no hurry; it took her just minutes to get to school. Superhuman speed was one of the very few advantages of being a monster She took her time, brushing her through her silky golden locks carefully. She stared into the mirror, looking for any traces of blood around her face. As usually, she was spotless. Her eyes were burning crimson as they always were after a meal, but she knew that the silvery-grey would return before she got to school. Nobody would know any different.. Nobody would ever see these eyes. The eyes of a killer. Just incase you are unclear about what's going on, the girl Cora in the prologue is the mother of Hero and the daughter of Cross. Cora and Atreyu died in said war, so Hero being taken care of by Cross. Please don't say this is like Twilight, because it isn't. Trust me. Hero is not a vampire or a half-vampire. She is half-human, and half-Cruentus, Cruenti being a race of parasites evolved from humans. Honestly, not all stories about vampires, or vampire like creatures are a rip off of Twilight. There were plenty of vampire books before Twilight. Nobody ever says "Oh, Twilight is a rip off of Interview with the Vampire." or any other vampire story. I have spent weeks creating this race of creatures, and although they have similarities to vampires, they are nothing like the Cullens. I can assure you of that. The half-cruentus thing does get explained later on in the story. Cyprien Forest is a forest. Like Epping Forest in England. Its just the name of a place. Cyprien Forest is a forest. Like Epping Forest in England. Its just the name of a place. Cyprien Forest is a forest. Like Epping Forest in England. Its just the name of a place.