Diaries of a Hybrid and Her Mate

**WARNING** Slightly graphic

Fifteen Years ago...

On a beautiful remote island far away from most of mankind, a woman stood in front of a cylindrical glass tank that housed a young girl.

The young girl's head, neck, and back were connected to tubes that were connected to a giant life-supporting electrical machine outside the glass tank. You can hear the buzzing sound from the device, indicating that it is on and functioning.

She looked as if she was merely asleep as she floated suspended in the tank and was no more than seventeen years of age. She had long dark brown hair and pale skin, and her body looked neatly stitched together.

It looked like she was torn into big chunks of pieces, and someone had the painstaking task of stitching her back together.

The young girl looked almost like Frankenstein.

Her right hand was stitched back together right by where her hand bends and by her wrist. Her other hand was stitched together by her shoulder blade, and her left leg was stitched together in five different places.

Her other leg was stitched together in two different places, her stomach was stitched together by her waistline, and a long stitch ran from her neck down the middle of her bust to her stomach.

On her face, three slashes across her eyes, nose, and lips were stitched back.

The woman stood there for a long time, continuously stroking the tank lovingly while silently sobbing.

After what seemed like forever, the air suddenly shifted.

Full of blazing rage and hatred that seized the woman in a warm and comforting embrace, she exhaled, straightened her shoulders and jacket, smoothed her skirt, and dried her tears.

Then just like that, her facial features transformed into a deadly sneer when she whispered venomously before exiting, "I will AVENGE you, pumpkin. They will all pay, MARK my words. I WILL destroy them ALL."