The Coven: The tales of the three vampires.
It took me awhile to realise where I was. And it was not without absolute horror and terror clutching at my heart, along with faint sounds of water drops that I knew at once I was in danger.
It was some sort of a cave – very dark, I could make out bare silhouettes of objects around me, and I realised I was very cold, every bit of ice chilling through every cell of my bones. It took forever for my eyes to adjust to the dark – and to another shock, there were three others with me inside the cave.
The cave was smaller than I imagined, and the dim amount of sunlight far away made it clearer to see these people and the puddles of water around them.
There were two men – one of them was tall and slim, with very defined jaw structure with an incredibly young handsome face with light brown hair. He seemed around early twenties. He was wearing clothes – too nice for a person who seemed to dwell or spend his time in a cave. The odd thing about him was that he was unbelievably pale, and had two bright red pupils for his eyes.
The other man was a lot bigger, more manly and rugged, a little older, with another extremely handsome face that you would find in high fashion magazines with tons of airbrushing. Yet, he too, had very pale skin and shocking red pupils for his eyes.
The woman – she seemed very youthful around the age of early twenties, however that was not the point. She was the most beautiful woman I have seen in my life, period. If an angel were real and lacked wings, it would be her. If a Greek Goddess were to roam around the earth, this would be she. Her face was devastatingly gorgeous, I found myself completely entranced by it. It was like a face carved out by an angel. She looked very exotic, with long dark ebony hair spread about her like the midnight water and high cheekbones with rosy lips. Her almond eyes were really something – long and dazzling, though they were too, bright piercing scarlet along with her snow white skin.
I should have been quite scared by now, for all three of these inhumanely beautiful beings were all staring, their eyes completely fixed, at my face. Their eyes were no doubt unusual, for I had never seen humans with eyes so bright red.
And one of them spoke.
"Do you know why you are here?" the bigger of the men asked.
I numbly shook my head.
"You're lucky we're fed." The other young man said.
Fed? I wondered wildly. I wondered if they were cannibals.
I could have run right there, out of that cave, but didn't. Because that was when she spoke.
"You're not safe here." She said, her voice like tinkling of bells. As she spoke, she seemed to generate the most sweet smelling scent from her lips.
I couldn't help but smile. "Why do you say such a thing?"
She did not smile back, her expression was rigid as rock. The others did not take their eyes off of me.
There was a silence, and I used it to think of all wild possibilities of their existence in such a dark, lonely cave. I have done major researchings in my life, and I named all types of diseases and health conditions but none of them seemed to fit.
Then it hit me.
Cold ones.
I racked my brain furiously to think more in depth. Cold ones sounded so familiar…yet everything about here was extremely cold. Their bodies seemed to generate the right amount of temperature a giant iceberg would.
Pale skin…scarlet eyes….beauty…
They were vampires. If they ever existed, that was. But I was always a strong believer in the supernatural – and it didn't seem so supernatural now that I was here, face to face with them.
"He's figured it out." The younger man spoke.
I jerked my head. "I'm sorry?"
"Don't be embarrassed. We do exist." He spoke again, his voice sweet and gentle.
Was he reading my mind?
"Yes." He said once more, or I should say, 'replied'.
I stared at him in shock. I was not horrified, though I would have been if he were not the most perfect young man I have seen.
"..You..you're a vampire?" I blurted out.
Three of them merely nodded.
Foolish me, this was another chance for me to run.
But I didn't.
"Aren't you scared?" The girl asked.
I didn't say anything.
"You could have run away hours ago." She said.
"We can't let him leave now. He discovered us." The bigger vampire hissed.
The girl looked at him painfully.
"You pity this thing?" the man asked, sounding angry.
I felt cold sweat running down my back, and it wasn't much of a help that I was literally frozen in my spot, all my limbs out of my control.
"Please," I managed to choke out. "I won't tell anyone."
The man threw his head back in malicious laughter.
"Roger." The girl said sweetly, yet pleading. "He's hurt. He can't move."
Then I realised that the nerve wasn't what was controlling my inability to move my limbs. It was actually broken. I now remembered what had happened – I rolled down into this cave at least hundred feet high away and had passed out for hours.
If I were to die, I'd die knowing the truth of supernatural. This was what I had dreamed of my entire life, to discover something beyond mankind.
"Creative one, aren't you?" The young man hissed, reading my mind.
"Would you like to hear our stories?" he spoke again.
The vampire named Roger growled in response.
"Okay." I replied faintly. It was purely a miracle that I had not fainted then. But I considered myself brave, even if it be in a cave full of vampires.
