" or you could find someone to prevent you from doing those type of things"

Dawn smiled, sweating and breathing heavily.

Ethan
Ethan snarled at Luna, and growled, "The curse is a part of my soul. I cannot lose it, or I lose who I am!"

Jerry
"Eight!" Jerry whispered to Dawn.

" it doesn't look like you have a curse, but then aging, a gift to one is a curse to another."

Ethan
"Lycanthropy is a curse."

" people who where glasses say that's a curse. It depends on your definition of a curse"

Ethan
"How many people have run from you because the're afraid of you. How many have tried to put you down like you were little more than a rabid dog? How many," Ethan growled, displaying an angry red scar on his right breast, "Have tried to kill you?"

" Yet you can be easily killed. I can be killed, but it is a very difficult task. Not even a stake to the heart does it. But it leaves me with a nasty scar. You get to die easily, and continue on with whatever comes next. I'm stuck in a world that I have to protect, when they either want to kill me, control me, or clone me."
She shows the brutal scar on her neck
" this is one of the nicer ones"

Ethan
"Do you realize how silver burns those like me? Less than a half inch in any direction, and I would be dead," Ethan growled back, "You're lucky, it's extremely difficult to kill you. Everyone knows how o kill me."