0. . .oO•.o. A Child is Born .o.•Oo. . .0
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A/N: Thank you for the response for this story. I wasn't expecting much; here's Chapter Two.
Rewritten - 12/09/2013 (UK format)
Beta Read by TheGirlWhoReadFiction - thank you!
0. . .oO•.o. A Child is Born .o.•Oo. . .0
CHAPTER 2 - Lost, Hopeful and Determined
I'm feeling, for all intents and purposes, conflicted at this mark in time. A sense of feeling lost has now settled within me since I've been on the road in my Audi R8 for several long months, searching far and wide across most of Europe and the East Continent and most of the United States of America for my father. But I've had no such luck in finding him yet.
You see, nine months ago I only just discovered that my father is alive somewhere on the globe from a guy named Raphael Blaque - a fully fledged vampire - that I became friends with. He told me that he could somehow sense any present family connections from around the world on a person; the only drawback being that it takes a while for him to sense the ties on someone. But this has given me hope.
I met Raphael while I was travelling through Matrei in Osttirol, Austria, after I became...different. His hair is a short and messy brown and he has blood-red eyes. He told me that his eyes used to be ice blue before he was turned - just like mine. His cheeks are chiseled like a finely carved Michelangelo statue. His nose is perfectly symmetrical. He stands at 6ft 4inches, with a slightly muscular and firmly built frame.
Physically, Raphael is twenty-two years old, but in actuality he has been alive for two hundred and thirty years. He's just like a protective older brother to me, whom I get to see regularly.
He has insisted in covering for my search financially for me, hence the reason I have a reliable and flashy car – he blackmailed me into buying it when I refused his offer at first. He makes sure that I have enough blood in stock for me to have access to when I need it, but I don't always need blood, especially not as often as he drinks it. He also insisted on paying for my fuel, which I'm still not happy about - I have my own money, and plenty of it.
Now I'm on route towards a state in the far north west corner in the USA with a sudden, but exceptional, boost of determination from within. I will find my father no matter how long and relentlessly I seek him out.
It is strange in spite of the situation though.
Being on the high road to Washington State is feeling really promising.
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