: 15 years later :
"Disgusting!" A vampire snarled at the young boy.
"What a waste of great vampire blood flowing through his veins!" Hissed another vampire.
Liam walked the cold streets of the Alley of Sins alone. His black messy hair covered his violet eyes as he walked. His arms and legs had many scars from brutal beatings from when he was younger. His black T-shirt slightly stained from falling in dirt. His jeans had holes and his red converses were scraped and torn. He looked up to the night sky and hoped that he'd be able to leave this hell for somewhere else. The streets of the alley were mostly deserted besides the famished vampires snarling at him.
"Get out of our sight you filthy Halfling!" A female vampire snapped. Liam sighed and ignored the insults. He was use to them. He was birthed from a human mother and a vampire father. It wasn't his fault that he wasn't accepted anywhere. Finally, Liam made it home to the abandon building him and his human friends lived. When Liam's mother dies, he was sent to the Alley of Sins alone. He was beaten many times and was disrespected so much. Until, three men found him on the side of the road. Cold and hungry. The three men were vampire hunters. However, they were dear friends of Adriel.
Liam walked for hours. He patrolled the city at night to make sure no vampires leave or no humans enter the Alley of Sins. This specific part of town is where the vampires live. A long time ago, a treaty was signed saying no one could pass into each others territory, but not many humans and vampires listen to that.
"Hey, Liam! How was patrol?" A skinny man in his thirties asked cleaning a run down kitchen. Liam sighed.
Why did he do this every night? He didn't know. I guess knowing that he was keeping humans safe was an excuse enough. Liam plopped on the torn, scratched couch. He kicked his legs up and yawned, his messy hair hides his mysterious, violet eyes.
"Usual, nothing new," Liam spoke blankly in his mature, deep voice. Having vampire blood flowing through his veins made him gain a deep voice like his father.
"I see, but we still need to be on watch. I don't know how much longer these vampires can go without feeding," the man spoke continuing to clean the kitchen. "Speaking of which, Liam, you need to eat." Liam groaned. He hated this.
No one knew much about halflings such as Liam. The men weren't quite sure what would happen to Liam so they made him a drink made to suppress his vampire urges. Liam got up and went to the fridge. He grimaced at the sight of the blended herbs, onions, and holy water. Liam slurped it up. It was slightly painfully to drink. It tasted horrible and the holy water slightly burned down his throat. Even though he strongly disliked the drink, he would rather die than be a full-fledge vampire and feed on humans. The feeling of humanity came from his mother.
After feeding on the beverage, Liam went to his room. The door had a hole in it. The walls had cracks and were tearing. His bed was an old, stained mattress. He laid down, looking out the star-filled window.
"I just want to get the hell out of here," he mumbles to himself falling asleep.
Author's Note:
Hey everyone, sorry! I haven't updated this story in ages! However, this story is sucking to me. I might delete it, but I will only save it if my fans like it. I don't know, I feel like its going down hill:
Well, thanx fro reading anyway!
Pure Lust