Big Time Supernatural Issues:
E:It was a cool October evening, and James Diamond was walking back to Palm Woods after staying at the arcade with Carlos all day. Carlos had walked home ahead of James because he had homework to do. James, however, was content with walking alone. He liked to look at L.A. when it was dark. It just added to the mystique. He was approaching Palm Woods when he got the sensation he was being followed. He quickened his pace and looked behind him, but no one was there. Just as he made it to the doors, a tall figure blocked his path.
"Excuse me sir, but I need to get inside," James said while trying to step past the man.
"I don't think so. You're not going anywhere," the man declared with a smirk. James barely even had time to scream as the man lunged at him and bit his neck. James felt a burning sensation in his neck as black edges blurred his vision. The last thing he remembered before blacking out completely was a warm, sticky liquid passing through his lips and down his throat. Then he lost consciousness completely.
When James woke up, he was in a dark room that was not his own. He was tied to a chair and he struggled against his restraint. Suddenly, a bright light was shined in his eyes and he hissed in annoyance.
"Good, you're awake. At first, I thought you died like all the others, but that's why I picked you, James, you're stronger than everyone else," said a voice as a tall man with shaggy hair walked toward him. It was the same man from in front of Palm Woods!
"What are you talking about? What do you mean I'm stronger than the others? Who are you?" James asked as he tried to free himself from his restraints.
"All in due time, my boy. Forgive my rudeness, though. My name is Drake Sommers. Pleased to make your acquaintance." He said, as he extended his hand.
"And how am I supposed to shake your hand?" James wondered.
"Break the ropes." Drake commanded, James tried to break the ropes by flexing his muscles and pushing against them, he was surprised when they broke and fell. He got up and rubbed his wrists.
"Excellent. Now let's see how fast you are," said Drake as he suddenly disappeared.
"What?" James said as he was hit from the side. Blows rained down on him from every direction.
"You've got to get away from me, James, run away." He heard Drake's voice from somewhere. James did as he was told and ran. He easily cleared over 100 feet in two steps. The punches stopped, He listened to the silence and heard footsteps from the right. James ran towards the left. He and Drake played this game of chase for a while before they stopped, both breathing heavily.
"Wow, that's amazing. How am I so fast and strong?" James asked. Drake smiled.
"Because I have gifted you with immortality. You are faster and stronger than you were when you were a human." He explained.
"Wait, what do you mean by immortality? When I was human? What am I?" James questioned, a knot forming in his stomach because he already knew.
"My dear boy, you are now a vampire." Drake said proudly. James shook his head. Was this guy off his rocker?
"And now," Drake said as he brought a small child toward James, "It is time for your first meal."
"Are you crazy? That's a kid. I'm not gonna hurt this kid!" James protested. Drake kept smiling as he drew a slash down the kid's neck. It began to bleed and all at once an overwhelming scent hit James' nose. It smelled so good that James couldn't help but lick his lips. He stepped tentatively toward the child.
"Go ahead, James, take the bite." Drake said as his pushed the kid towards James. Without warning, James bit the child and drank its blood. As he finished and threw the boy to the ground, Drake's smile grew bigger.
"And now the transformation is complete."
Over the next few hours, Drake explained everything about being a vampire to James, such as where to hunt and how to survive during the day. AS he walked James back to Palm Woods, he gave him the most crucial piece of advice: "Do not tell anyone. Don't reveal yourself unless absolutely necessary. Also, you most feed every day, unless you want to experience the bloodlust." James wanted to ask him more, but Drake was gone. He shrugged and ran quickly to his room so that the manager wouldn't see him. As he flopped down on his bed, he began to wonder just how this was all going to play out.
James woke up that day at about 6 PM. When he got up, he surprised to find Logan, Carlos and Kendall in the living room.
"Good morning, Sleeping Beauty," Carlos said jokingly.
"Wow, no more late night arcade sessions for you." Logan admonished with a smile.
"Are you feeling alright, James? You look a little pale," Kendall said, worried. James shook his head. He kept shaking his head until he realized that it was his friends' heartbeats that he was hearing. He felt his teeth become sharper and he almost yelped in surprise. He quickly ran to the bathroom and slammed the door. His friends had bewildered expressions on their faces. James looked in the mirror and was surprised to find he only had a slight reflection. He could just barely make out a pair of fangs. He ran his tongue across them and accidentally cut his tongue. The blood dripped into the sink as the memories of last night filled his head. He grimed and clenched his fists. A sharp rap at the door pulled him out of his thoughts.
"James, what's wrong? Are you okay?" came Kendall's voice, the worry evident.
"I-I'm fine, K-Kendall, just a little sick. I think I'm just a little sick. Ate too much pizza. I'll be f-fine," James said shakily.
"Okay, We'll let you rest some more. If you need us, just call." Logan said. James opened the door and smiled at his friends.
"Thanks guys. I'll be fine." He said weakly. Then they left and James went to his room. The heartbeats had finally stopped ringing in his head and James took in a large breathe.
'You need to feed everyday, James. Don't forget that,' said Drake's voice in his conscience. James ran his hand through his hair. He looked for an exit and spied his window. Deciding on no other option, he opened his window and leapt out. He landed on the pavement and began to run. He knew no one would be able to see him, so he ran until he came to a seedy part of town. There were plenty of people all around him and he could hear their heartbeats. All he needed to do was pick one. He decided on a pretty young girl who was just a little drunk. He took what he needed and went back home. How was he going to keep this up day-in and day-out? He decided he would just try to ignore the heartbeats and get on with life. Little did he know, that was easier said than done. Over the next few days, James tried to maintain an air of normalcy. He blocked out the heartbeats the best he could, and fed only at night. He went on with his life, which included hanging out and recording songs. It seemed like everything was going to work out alright after all. Until the day it all went wrong.