By Immortal Gangrel
Ever wonder if there was a higher race? Some one that feeds from mankind. A race that hides from us not letting us know what they are or how theve come to this world. You walk through the night seeing hobos warming around the warm barrel of fire holding their hands out in front of them. Suddenly you are alone walking through the streets sensing movement in the dark around you never knowing what's behind the darkness that your eyes hide from you. You heart beats fast as you get frightened and feel chill run down your body. You begin to run down the street through the black darkness as you reach your house and let out a big sigh of relief for when walking the streets, you never know what can be roaming around the streets, stalkers, thugs, druggies, rapist, or even those who walk the night. You walk into your house hanging the coat thinking you're safe. You go to take a shower from a day's hard work. When you get out you notice the glass doors are open with a cool breeze blowing in making the curtains wave smoothly.
You tie your towel around your body and slowly looking around outside close the two doors. You here a glass clank in the kitchen. Your heart begins beating rapidly again as you walk toward the kitchen. All that is found is a glass rolling around on the floor. You lean to pick up the fallen glass but cold hands latch onto your shoulders and you feel its cold lips press into your neck. Your vision slowly goes black as the drum of your heart beat gets louder and louder. As you lay there scared and frightened you hear a soft voice from behind your ears." You are now one off us. You will be of are kind and live like we do." The mans voice slowly echoed through my mined as I lay looking into darkness." You have the choice to be one of us, or lay and die like a mere mortal. What will be your choice? Life or death?" I had no clue what this man was, but all I could hear was his voice behind me and I made a choice which would change my life forever. I chose life.
"Good choice my dear. You soon will change into what you will become. I then will come for you." The mans voice whispered again.
I then was alone on the cold ground not knowing what was to happen to me, but later when I woke I felt cold and could feel the teeth marks on the side of my neck. In the days I began to change. I could see the nightly shadows which I could not see before. My hearing became better. The changing of my body made me sick for days. Now I walk the night with my clan. I walk with those who walk the night………………..
The End