St Leonards - Ayden

Ayden - 15 Years Old

“Ayden, Ana! Hurry up or we will be late!” My mother calls from the foyer. I gave myself another once over in the mirror and nodded. Dressed in the average school uniform for a private school, except this uniform was Gucci made. My father only wanted the best for his school.

I ran my fingers through my thick dark hair and breathed out a sigh. Today would be my first day at St Leonard's and I was extremely giddy. I walk out of my room and spot my sister as she walks down the winding staircase, her blonde curls bobbing up and down as she hums. We were twins, but could not look different from one another.

Where Anastasiya had my father’s fair blonde hair, I had my mother’s thick brunette mane. However, the both of us had my father’s blue eyes. Anastasiya was kind like my mother, whereas I inherited my father’s bloodthirsty Russian blood.

I killed my first man over the summer, and my fa