The Embrace of a Malkavian
It was 1880 I walked the cold damp streets of London frightened because I have never been alone on the streets with out an escort. So I quickened my pace as I walked I heard foot steps behind me I walked faster but the sounds of shoes on stone was getting closer. So I made a turn down the ally way until I was stopped by a tall pale man he was so pale he didn't even seem real. He has two different colored eyes on as blue as the sea and the other as green as the grass. He let out a dark evil chuckle and started speaking in strange twisted riddles that made no sense to me.
"I want to show you something" he whispered in an icy voice. He stepped closer to me I could not move I was frozen as if my feet were nailed to the cold stone ground. He pushed my long curly golden hair away from my neck and my vision went blurry from the salty tears spilling from my eyes. Then a sharp agonizing pain in my neck made me let out a blood curdling scream. I felt my body go cold as if I had frost bite from head to toe and everything went black.
When I awoke my throat started to burn as if some one set off a wile fire inside of me. I tried to stand but whispers started to echo threw my head the words they were saying confused me have I gone insane I thought. I was completely terrified then the man showed his face and his expression seemed softer and kinder than before and he introduced himself as Dr. Grout. He sat me down on a blood chair and told me what I was…..a vampire. I sat there in shock and confusion this was it I am a vampire I will not see the light of day again nor would I feel the warm sun on my skin I was exiled to the darkness. I will no longer get divine taste of the delicately spiced foods I would only get the taste of iron and the warm moistness of the blood from innocent humans I would be devouring here I am forever a soulless monster of the night.