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Author's note: I've been writing Peter's character via roleplay since late 2011, but this is the first time I've written and published a story with him. I consider him one of my babies. He's a cocky little shit but at the same time, he's grown on me and I want to say that we've both been through some changes over the years. This ficlet takes place prior to the events of the third movie.
"I, Alpha"
- a ficlet about Peter -
I have been an alpha for a very long time. I am not some wandering youth who has no idea where his place in the world is. I have witnessed the rise and fall of many civilizations. Herbert Spencer coined the phrase "survival of the fittest" in 1864, but I have lived those words long before he was even considered a mere thought in his family's mind.
Throughout the centuries, I have told each and every one of my fledglings that they would never grow old and that they would never die, but they would have to feed. I have killed just about every single person - human and non-human - who dared to stand in my way. I may look like a boy but I assure you I am anything but a "lost youth" leading a bunch of directionless children. I care not for silly little girls who fantasize about me and who think they can catch my attention beyond the smell of their blood.
We vampires can look like anyone: your mother, your father, your sister, your brother... It is the key to our survival, pretending to be one of you.
As a being over a thousand years old, as one of the oldest vampires in existence, I will continue to survive long after you mortals are nothing more than dust and bones.