My name? Raven. Here's my story as a refugee from blackspore.

Both my parents were aquatic vampires. I was their only child. I couldn't imagine them throwing me away- they loved me so much. But in the end they had to since it was the only way to keep me alive. It was another cold, dark morning in Blackspore when my father was with the vampire army, planning a way to attack the werewolves in preparation for the war when... the ground rumbled! ''EARTHQUAKE!!" he commanded his troops to save the citizens but he forgot something at that time...