Don't Run. Scream.
This is for AllieP03
"Don't Run. Scream." The tale, pale being told me. He had large fangs, and blood red eyes. I had never seen anything like it in my life. It terrified me. But the thing was, I wanted to run. I wanted to run as far away from this strange being as my little five year old legs would take me. I wanted to run home to my mum. But I couldn't. it was like I was . . . Hypnotised, I guess.
Realisation then dawned on me. I knew what this strange being with blood red eyes, long, sharp fans and pale skin was. It was a strigoi.
The worst type of vampire.
You see, there are three types. Well, two and a half really.
First there are Strigoi. They are your typical vampires. They can't go in the sun without being burnt to a crisp, need blood to survive and will kill when feeding. Sometimes they turn you though. That's worse. Strigoi also kill for fun.
The second type is the Moroi. They can go in the sun without being burnt to a crisp. The sun only annoys them. Moroi don't kill when feeding. They have feeders who willingly give their blood because vampire endorphins give them what you would call a 'high', but on vampire endorphins instead of drugs. There are also twelve royal Moroi families.
Then there are dhampirs. They are the Morois protectors. Dhampirs are also only able to reproduce with Humans or Moroi. Dhampirs cannot make other Dhampirs pregnant. Dhampirs are able to survive off of normal food. They don't need blood to survive. Dhampirs are not as fast or as strong as the Strigoi, and don't have magic like the Moroi, but they do have the best traits from the Moroi and Humans. They have no weaknesses. Only strengths. Their strengths are their regenerative healing factor, their enhanced metabolism, their enhanced senses, their night vision, their enhanced memory, their enhanced strength, their enhanced resilience, their enhanced agility, their danger intuition, their species detection, their daytime walking and their enhanced beauty.
I know that is a lot of knowledge for a five year old, but it is important knowledge.
The strigoi was going to either kill me, hold me prisoner, or turn me.
He then bared his long fangs and forced me to tilt my head to reveal my neck. As his fangs sunk into my skin, I started screaming my head off in pain, hoping that someone would hear my screams before it was too late and help me. All it did though was attract more strigoi. I started screaming louder as more of the strigoi sunk their fangs into my small limbs.
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