Alex smiled, "Not quite what I was looking for... but oh well. As for me you already know the worst of it, I'm the vampire, one of the very few that have atleast tried not to drink human blood. I am the vampire that bit Arnold too. And now it seems that the one that changed me and his group are fixed on torturing me into their ways... I can't tell you much about my human life though... because I don't remember any of it."
Axe laughed and looked down to the amulet. "Its from my family, from centuries ago, some say from even before Riddle's time. It was passed down in my family to each generation, and now it ends up in my hands. It has a snake, and a lion on it, from what I beleive is Gryffindor and Slytherin house. I think that they made a pact of some sort, before Slazar went all ego-crazy. But my family doesnt talk about it, as if its cursed or something." He looked back to her and held the amulet out for her to see.
((u kno that the shrieking shack isnt the best place to be when im a werepire))
Instinctively, Arnold went to his "den", the Shrieking Shack. After losing a kill, he decided to rest for a while. His usual entrance, the womping willow, was forgotten because of the distance from him. He ran up to the front door and tried to bash it down, but it was sealed. His temper rose after a few more tries and decided to smash through a window, and a loud crash was heard as he got back up and sprinted up the stairs, the all too familiar smell of vampire coming to his nostrils.