A new life
Prologue
I open my eyes. Bright light unfolds before me. I'm looking up to a blue sky. I take a deep breath and take in my surrounds. I'm lying on my back on wet grass. Trees surround me. As my eyes take everything in, I notice that everything isn't just bright but also very clear. I can see everything. I see even the details of the trees. I don't know what I'm doing on the ground. I don't know what has happened to me. I slowly sit up and I'm overcome by an overwhelming feeling of small noises and smells. How is this possible? How can I see, hear and smell everything?
It is then I see my skin. My skin is as pale as snow. I turn my hand around. I see every detail of my skin. What am I? What have I become. I notice a white line on my wrist. I look at it closer. It has a form of a circle. It looks to be some kind of scar. I look down the rest of my arms. No scarring there. That's weird. I broke my arm a few years ago and I had surgery to fix it. My entire skin is absolutely perfect.
I try to stand and find out that I'm very well balanced on my feet. I easily take some steps. It feels like I'm floating on air. What on earth has happened to me? I suddenly notice a burning in my throat. Thinking I was probably thirsty, I went to find some water. I don't know where I am, but I find a little stream of fresh water. I sit down on my knees and cup my hands to get some water. As the water fills into my mouth, I spit it out immediately. The taste was revolting. How can that be, I've been drinking water my entire life..
Sighing, I bent down to wash my face. As my hands leave my face, I see my reflection. My eyes widen in shock and I stumble back. No, no, no, this can't be true. I can't be, I can't be, I can't be. I keep chanting in my head as I close my eyes shut. How? When? Not possible. They don't exist. Those are stories, myths to scare people. I open my eyes again and slowly look into the water again. Please, please let this be dream.
Red. It's all I see when I look at my reflection. Crimson red eyes. I can't stop staring. Who did this to me? I look down at my wrist. The scar is still there.
Alright, say it Alyssa. What are you?
No I can't say it, not in a million years
Yes you can. You know perfectly what you have become.
No, please I don't want to hear it or say it.
Alyssa, say it. If you don't say it now, you'll never say it. What are you?
My head hurt from the internal debate.
I'm..., I'm a...
Yes, come on. You can say it. There's nothing to be ashamed of.
I'm a..., a..., a vampire.
I gasp as I say it out loud. Birds chirp loudly and fly away. Oh great, even the birds are afraid of me. Everyone will be afraid of me. I don't even know if there are others like me. What if I'm the only one? What if no one can help me?
Alyssa, stop the nonsense. Of course you're not the only one. How can that be? Someone did this to you.
My throat is still burning. A shuttering thought makes my body tremble. Am I supposed to kill innocents now? Hunt them down and drink their blood? No way, never. I'd rather die than kill a human. Oh wait, I'm already dead. Right?
