I assumed I was human. I assumed wrong.I dream of death and warm blood on my hands. I dream of the day I burn the world to the ground. I dream of the day I will finally die.Running is something my mother taught me to do very well. I never knew why until the night I cause an earthquake and meet Isaiah. My shadow. My protector. My other half. I need him. I need his blood. He is the only one who can keep me hidden from the man who created me. The man...