I've already picked an answer for the following question but I'd like to know what other people think.
What supernatural creature could you most picture Amy Cahill as?
A.) Vampire
B.) Werewolf
C.) Witch
D.) Shape-shifter
Leave your answer in a review and after a while I'll post the results.
Anyway, the following is an excerpt from a long-term story I'm thinking of starting. The idea of the story sounds and looks great in my head, but I'll let you decide if I should start it or not. Leave your opinion in a review.
Finally. The transformation was over. Well, technically, there was one last step in the process. The blood. To complete the transition from human to vampire, the person has to consume human blood in twenty-four hours or they die. Again. Amy Cahill, Ian Kabra, and Natalie Kabra were all in transition. They made the decision and now they have to go through with it. Now, as they stand in an extension room of the Cahill Manor basement surrounded by their relatives, in front of them is a giant, titanium tub filled almost to the brim with blood. Thick, red blood. "So," Vikram said, standing a few feet behind the tub, directly across from Amy, Ian, and Natalie, "how are the three of you feeling?" "Achey," Ian said. "Dead," Natalie answered. Before Amy answered, she looked up to see the tub of blood. Then she finally said something. "Hungry." "Hm," Vikram hummed. "I see. Well, here's the blood. You have to finish the transformation. Drink." The three of them, now all aware and mesmerized by the blood in front of them, slowly etched closer to the tub. But, somehow, Amy was craving for blood more than Ian and Natalie combined. So, literally, without thinking, she shoved Ian and Natalie out of the way, ran to the tub, dropped to her knees, and dived in. Well, she dunked her entire head in, but she didn't literally dive in. Everyone was shocked at her. They either stood with their mouths open or their hands covering their faces. 'Oh my God,' thought Sinead. 'Is that really Amy?' Jonah thought. 'This can't be happening,' Reagan thought. Getting her fill, Amy jerked her head out of the tub, taking a deep sigh of relief and plastering a smile on her face. Then, her face began to change. Veins started to become visible as they spread out from the outer corners of her eyes. They area around them started to darken like she hadn't slept in days. Also, the whites of her eyes turned black as night. Then, a piercing pain started in her gums. She began to massage her mouth. She ran to a mirror hanging over a sink on the wall. As she did, Natalie and Ian drank the blood in the tub too. When Amy reached the sink, she turned the faucet on, washed her face and hands, and started to gargle water to stop the pain in her mouth. But, it still wouldn't stop. "Aaah!" she screamed as she looked in the mirror and saw fangs pertruding from her gums. Finally, the pain stopped. "Amy?" Vikram asked, looking unaffected by everything that just happened. "Are you okay?" "No," she said, her voice a little shakey. "Is there a problem?" "Yeah." She turned around. "I'm starving." Using her newly aquired super-speed, she fled the room.