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We're just cattle for them. They mark us, assign us a place to stay and use us for our blood. It's fucking disgusting, I hate them. Vampires have been in control for a century and everyone who is human now only have stories passed down from our ancestors' to remember by. There are hundreds of cities and towns across the world that has turned from human control to vampire control. Cities like New York city and Las Vegas are turned into empires where only the lucky and strongest get to live and survive. While town like Cheyenne or Fort Collins are the bottom feeders.
I hate the vampires with every fiber of my being, they killed my whole family in front of me and I would do anything to get revenge. I will never turn into one of those horrid monsters, that is until I was given no choice.
I ran, escaped the walls of the city, but they followed me and found me. First they tortured me, broke everything in my body, and then they feasted, all of them at once. They were going to kill me but something stopped them. I vaguely remember a man crouch down near me, and asking me if I wanted to die. In truth I did, I wanted all this pain to leave me, but I also wanted to live and fight these monsters that have ruined my life. So I said I wanted to live and the next thing I knew my body went cold with a burning pain. The kind of pain you feel when you keep your hand in the snow for too long. I screamed for help but nothing came and I felt this cold thick taste run down my throat. I knew I was changing.
When I awoke my throat was burning painfully and my body felt weak and sore. The only thing I learned about vampires before I became one is that one; they have to feed to live. Two, sunlight slowly kills us, that it makes you weak as if you were a human with the flu and soon you'll be nothing but a corpse and nothing can save you. Three, water burns and not just some stupid holy water that's supposedly blessed, but regular water; it burns and eats away at your skin and the sad thing is it doesn't kill you but just leaves you in a unstoppable torturous pain. And finally, that the only way the efficiently kill us is to burn us in fire.
The vampire that saved me left me, lying in the middle of nowhere, in the sun. I couldn't move and I felt the sun killing me. Another thing I learned is that we cry blood, which makes sense I guess since that's all we are made of and nothing else. I cried and tried to crawl to the shade in the forest that was only a few feet away, but my body refused.
I cried for what seemed like hours as the sun slowly baked my body until I heard footsteps coming towards me. I stopped and closed my eyes shut waiting to be burned, but there was a small sweet voice that spoke to me, not a dead cold one.
"Are you okay?" it asked me, slowly I opened my eyes and turned as much as I could and saw a blonde beauty looking down worriedly at me. But that worried expression changed to fear as soon as she realized what I was. She stumbled backwards away from me. I shook my head as to tell her not to run from me.
"Please," I croaked out, she cocked her head confused, but the fear was still there.
"What's up Brittany?" a man with a mohawk came up next to her. His face turned angry when he saw me and came up to me and club ready in his hand. I shut my eyes again; will him to end my torment.
"Wait Puck, don't," Brittany said quietly.
"What? It's a vampire we have to kill it," Puck argued. I opened my eyes slightly and saw her crawl towards me.
"Just hold on, please what?" her question was directed towards me.
"Please kill me, I don't want to be a vampire," I rasped out, I could see the deep confusion in her eyes.
"What do you mean? When did you become a vampire?" she asked.
"Last night," I said, I could feel my body starting to shut down.
"Last night? You were forced?" her voice was angry.
"I said I wanted to live, but I didn't know he was going to do this," I whispered out, my eyes felt heavy.
"Mind if I take a look?" Brittany asked softly, I just shook my head. I felt her hands on my cold skin. Warm electricity rolled from her touch through my body. I heard small gasps as she found each and everyone one of my bite marks.
"Britt come on let's go," Puck whispered.
"We can't just leave her, she's dying" Brittany whispered back.
"So? Good riddance another one of them gone," Puck argued.
"No, we're not leaving her help me pick her up and take her back to the camp sight," Brittany said.
"What if she goes on a killing spree?" Puck growled.
"Then we'll tie her up, she's weak she won't be able to break the chains," Brittany said. She felt her arm wrap around my waist and lift me. I felt my feet drag across the dirt and murmuring words as black took over.