Thedark101
Chapter 1
"Sweetheart, it's not that bad! Just jump in. I'll catch you! I promise."
"There you go! Yeah! You're doing it! Just keep pedaling!"
"Happy birthday!"
"Maybe we'll get an A the prodject today hunh?"
Isn't life great? Perfect little people, perfect little lives, perfect.
Not perfect for me. I'm not someone you want to meet, i'm mean, i'm angry, i'm in costody, i'm hurtful, i've even killed my own kind. My own kind? We are creatures, yes. We feel, yes. We even live, yes. But yet, we dont live, in a way. The one thing that differs from you humans. We aren't truly live, but yet we are alive.
My name? Bonny, Roy, Walt, Steven, Parker, Jake, Colton, Marco, Russel, Brady, but you can call me whatever you'd like. Being we don't age, people notice that. So we move. It's hard. Plus there is always hunters and other creatures out to get us. Somehow we seem to slip away.
Right now, my life as 'Sam' hadn't been going so well. My clan of eight is currently traveling in a black and silver mobile home RV camper. Thing. It suits us though. We have to change our names on fake passports today. This time we get to choose our names. I'm not going to go with anything like I had in the past. I'm going for modern and casual, just like my two older brothers, two younger brothers, and my one and only older sister.
My generation goes in order like this, from eldest to youngest. Mark, Emily, Nico, (Me) Justin, Shawn, and Preston. Then you have our parents. Jason and Cathy. Meet the Jeffersons guys. Now, we don't exactly look like eachother. Mark almost always had a straight unruly face. his black spiky hair and white longsleeved shirts with long dark jeans. Em usually wears sweaters and white jeggings that matches her long, straight, blonde sandy hair. Then there is Nico with his thin orange downed hair and colored longsleeved shirts, normal jeans and his clenched fists that matches his sad long face. I on the other hand have curly dark brown hair that never leaves my favorite black and grey beanie. I usually get to wear my favorite black shirts, again with long sleeves and tight jeans. The last two of us are the youngest and were born as identical twins. Shawn and Preston like their blue shirts and jeans with matching golden blonde hair to boot. We were kind of adopted into the family. Morphed more like it. Changed. Bitten to save our lives. Yeah, Vamps.
Thanks, there will be more to come.