The Dhampir That Drinks Blood
Since the day I was born I was underweight. My mother didn't know what to do. I was really tiny and weak. Nothing could get my weight up. She tried just about everything- from taking me to human hospitals to contacting my moroi father. Nothing seemed to work. She was sure I was going to die.
Until one day, when I was two months old, I got so hungry that I bit my dhampir cousin. I didn't have any teeth obviously, but the force of my gums split his skin. I started to suck on the wound, and by the time our mothers heard his screams and came to see what happened, the poor kid needed a doctor's attention. Needless to say, he never visited since.
My mother was freaked out by my craving for blood, but she felt a little relieved too, because she found out what was wrong with me.
Soon, rumors started to spread about the woman with the monster baby, so we had to move. My saliva doesn't contain the chemicals that moroi's saliva does, so I couldn't feed on live people without them suffering quite a lot, so my mother had to steal blood bags from hospitals and blood-donation centers. She couldn't take a lot of blood bags do I was still underweight. Because of the stealing, we could never stay in one place and always had to move.
For me, it was never weird to drink blood. I was used to it. I knew that it's unheard of for dhampirs to drink blood, but I was born this way. I got stared at a lot. Not because people knew my secret, but because my mother and I were very antisocial and there were many rumors about us, especially when we lived around humans. I was used to that too.
When I got older, going to school was out of the question because I couldn't control my hunger. The only person I could be around was my mother because somehow her blood didn't appeal to me. My guess is that it's because we're famliy and somehow my body sees her blood like it's part of mine.
The only good thing about moving around is that I got to see the world. I lived in dhampir communities, in human cities and even next to moroi.
As I got even older I learned to control my hunger to the point that I could be around lots of people for longer periods of time. I started going to school, but we stil had to move a lot.
In my teenage years I went through a phase of wanting to fit in. I tried to go on an animal diet, but the taste was bad and I got sick a lot.
My mother wanted me to have a normal life too, so she started contacting schools for both dhampirs and moroi. She thought that since those schools have feeders who are always high, I could drink from them and the wouldn't feel the pain. I wanted to study there, but none of those schools was willing to accept me.
It took me some time to accept who I am and to stop feeling bad for it.
My mother and I continued to travel until one day we got to a place that was filled with unusual vampires and humans who knew about their existance. There were all kinds of vampires there, even stregoi, though they had an agreement to never kill or harm people from the city.
In the city of the unusals I was able to feed on feeders with unusaul qualities like the feeder with endless amount of blood. I had made friends with all kinds of people that were special each in his (or her) own way. I finally had a place where I belonged.
Hi:)I came up with this idea a while ago. This story is going to be made of lots of one-shots about unusual characters living in the Vampire Academy world.English is not my native language so feel free to corect my mistakes.You are welcome to share your opinion on the story and if you have any ideas on characters- I would love to hear them:)