Prologue
A boy with blonde hair walked out of his house, the afternoon wind blew his hair gently. He looked up and immediately shielded his eyes. 'Ah, I forgot how much the sun hurts my eyes and makes me hot'he thought, wiping the sweat off his forehead. He took a deep breath, coughed and sighed, "It's hard to breathe too." he growled under his breath. Suddenly, two children his age stood in front of him. They were five year olds like him. The difference between him and them was that the boy, whose name was Lark, had blonde hair. Unlike the others, he had pure red eyes, pale skin and fangs, and he's also more athletic than the other children, being able to run a little faster than them the children in front of him had blue and green eyes respectively, and the boy was throwing sharp rocks at him again!
For as long as he could remember, he had killed his mother from the inside out. When he was a baby, they called him a monster because of his eyes. As he got older it was because, instead of regular human teeth, he grew fangs like that of a monster's and for unknown reasons his skin turned as pale as a ghost making it even worse. Two months ago when he turned five, his caretakers told him that his mother was married but saw a handsome monster and coupled with him, resulting in him being born. But that was not the worst of it.
Lark could kind of understand it: his mother was married, saw another man "monster", got together, and he was born. But what was said next shattered his short world: It was a one night thing. His father, the "red monster", supposedly abandoned his mother and him that same night. Now lying on the ground with blood running down his small face, he looked up at the boy who had silver hair and blue eyes with a disgusted look on his face, and his twin sister hiding behind him with the same hair but with green eyes. "You monster! How many times do I have to tell you to get out of this village, monsters like you don't belong here so get out!
Lark struggled to get on his feet, "And how many times do I have to tell you, Yoko. I'm not a monster."Yoko laughed, "Not a monster? Look at mine and Yuki's teeth and eyes and look at your red eyes and fangs. Only monsters have those. You're a monster so GET OUT!"
Lark's POV
I felt a bolt of pain hit me when his foot connected with my stomach and I slipped into the warm darkness. When I woke up, the sun was already setting. Looking around, I was much further than I thought I was. "I must get home quick and finish the laundry." I ran home and started hanging the laundry. I could hear my caretakers saying something about give me up to something called an orphanage. I was treated badly here but who knows what I'd be treated like there! No need to think. There was only one answer: run away.
When I was finished with the laundry, it was completely dark outside. I sighed, now knowing that in the dark, my eyes glowed a crimson red. Whenever I looked at anybody with these eyes I would get slapped and they'd run away screaming "Monster!". I shook the memories away wishing light would come, knowing that the glowing would disappear turning to a plain red. I peeked in the room and seeing that they were asleep, I headed to my unsealed hang out spot: a hillside under a cherry blossom tree with a house behind it.
I sat down, wondering what I would do next, when I heard someone approaching me from behind. I whipped around and saw a boy about my age, maybe little older, with black hair. But it was the glowing crimson eyes and fangs that caught my attention. The boy looked just as surprised as I was, the next thing I knew he was grabbing my face and asking if I was a vampire or something. I thought to myself 'He has red eyes and fangs like me. Could this vampire thing be also a monster that the humans call me? So I'm the same' I looked at him and said "I think I am, my name is Lark Alfen. What's yours?" The boy looked at me for a minute. Then, with a smile on his face, he said "My name is..."
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By Vlad Chepesh
