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Chapter 1
The next time she woke up, all her senses where heightened. She groaned, as different types of smells hit her. It was like she was new born with way to much heightened sense of smell and hearing. When she opened her eyes for the first time, she cringed a little, bringing her arms up to shield the light from her eyes.
"Oh you're finally awake." someone said beside her. She looked around the the oddly white room, knowing she didn't need anyone to tell her before she knew that she was in the hospital. She turned to look at where the voice of was coming from, and found out that it was a nurse. She wondered how she got where she was now, but the only memories she got where in bits and flashes. she knew that she left work late, but right after she left that building, the rest of her memories where hazy.
She had remembered walking, blood, a car and maybe a man. But it all didn't make sense to her at all; nor why she was outside in the middle of the night. She was about to ask the lady what had happened to her, but trying to speak only reminded her of her thirst for liquid and how her throat seemed to burn for water, or anything liquid; she just needed to drink something and she needed it fast. Since she couldn't speak but only groan, she looked up at the lady and when she got the attention she wanted, she slowly pointed at her throat to tell the nurse that she is was extremely thirty.
"Are you thirsty?" the lady asked and she simply nodded her head, while the lady got the hint and picked up the bottle of water from the side table. She proceeded to open it up and fed it to the half latina to drink. She drank and gulped down the liquid greedily to quench her thirst, in fact she drank it all; but the thirst did not go away. Instead this time it intensified with every swallow she had "should I get another?" the lady politely asked her again when she noticed the half latina wasn't satisfied. And she is nodded thinking another bottle might help. "I'll go get the doctor and another bottle of water. Just give me a minute." She said, jotting something down in the pad on her hand before leaving.
After the nurse left, she carefully sat up, trying to ignore the burning in her throat, the ache all over her body, the loud noise and smell around her. It was like someone decided to surround her with big stereos in its highest volume, and she was going crazy just hearing every footstep in the building, every groan and moan, every machine sounds in its deafening sounds.
She groaned; one of pain than of irritation. She wanted it all to stop, but instead it was coupled with the stupid hospital smell. All the drugs and whatever they could find in a hospital. She managed to tune everything down and was about to lie down again, but briefly caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. She stood up from the bed and carefully walked to the mirror, like she was counting every step, while praying for her legs not to give up on her as it was wobbly, like a kid trying to take her first steps.
She came to a stop at the front of the mirror taking a good look at her skin. It had turned pale, her hair was now longer than it was before, her whole body and bone structure was more defined and structured and her eyes; they looked more sharper. Few inches where added to her height and her lips where thicker with a tint of red. She continued to look at herself, as her eyes seemed to have traces of red in them; which began to cover large areas within seconds. She stared at herself in horror, her mouth slightly agape. Immediately her mouth was open, she saw her canines begin to elongate right in front of her. It grew longer and sharper because the minute it came in contact with her lips, it slashed right through. She groaned a little, using her pointer finger to clean the blood of her lips and surprisingly licked it up right after, and it was by far the sweetest thing she'd ever tasted. Just the thought of what she did got her horrified and afraid.
"What is happening?" she asked herself, backing away from the mirror.
"Why did you get up, you should be resting." she heard the familiar voice of the lady she met earlier on. She quickly turned around to face her as the thirst was back again. She stared at the lady; she watched every wave of emotions the nurse had, she heard every heart beat and every blood that pumped into her veins and how it flowed right inside her. Her heart beat seemed to increase at a not so normal pace as she said something about 'eyes', but it didn't matter to the latina what she said, because she was hungry. She was sick, crazy and she knew it; because somehow the woman looked appetizing to her, she was like an oasis in the middle of a desert, that was found by someone who had nothing to drink for weeks. And she just had to have a taste of that sinfully appetizing meal, no matter the cost. She unconsciously swiped her tongue over her dried lips and then over her razor sharp teeth.
She didn't know what happened, or how it happened, but she is felt something go limp in her arms. She noticed that the thirst was reduced, but not gone and she felt much stronger than she was when she woke up. This time a small boost of strength, agility and something else was bursting through her vein. By the time she opened her eyes to see what she was holding, she was shocked and scared to the bone. She quickly detached her mouth from where it was situated in the lady's neck and looked at the face of the nurse who was helping her earlier on.
"No no no, miss? Are you okay?" she asked panicky, dropping the body on the floor, as she knelt down next to her. "Please, wake up." she said again, this time placing her ear on the lady's chest to search for a heartbeat, or pulse or anything, but nothing came up. Then she realized that she was truly sick; she sucked the woman dry, she killed someone for the first time in her life and the feeling wasn't nice, it was horrible.
She spent several minutes, trying to get the nurse to wake up, but she never did. "I'm crazy." she finally admitted to herself. Because only a crazy person would kill another by sucking their blood. "I just killed a person." she said again as she moved further from the body until she was cuddled up to the far end wall of the room. She moved her knees up in a bent position and wrapped her arms around it, drawing it closer to her body as she continued to cry with her face buried in between her legs. She wondered if the woman had family; a husband or children? How would she live, knowing that the children had no mother, or the husband had no wife? She continued to cry, her body giving off a slight vibration at each tears that rolled out of her eyes.
Then suddenly, she stopped crying and took a sniff of the air, scenting something that made her thirsty once more. And she knew that she just had to have a taste "no, no." she mumbled, trying to disagree with her mind and make the feeling go away, as she battled with her mind for control.
Her mind was telling her to drink until she was full and she was telling herself to ignore and control her urge, but the urge to feed was starting to over power her senses. She tried to block the smell and the blood she could hear flowing through the unknown persons body, but she couldn't stop it like she wanted to. She raised her head up to look at who her next victim was and saw that it was another woman, but this one was a doctor. She stared at the woman who looked at her a few seconds before moving her gaze to the body on the floor.
"I swear I didn't mean to kill her, I don't know what came over me." she pleaded, while the doctor closed the door and walked over to where the lifeless body laid. She bent down, looking at the holes on the neck of the nurse, examining it before looking back at the latina, still not saying a word.
"I understand if you want to turn me in to security." the latina said once more as she stood up. The pain in her throat grew intense; her throat was on fire and it needed to be quenched. Her canines began to grow and her eyes began to turn red once more, as she groaned a little, to show that she was hungry. "Something is wrong with me, that is why you need to run." she told the doctor who stood up, but made no interest to run. Instead she folded her arms around her chest.
"Try to control yourself." the lady finally said as the half latina continued to to walk towards her in a predatory manner. She could hear the heart beat of the doctor and it was perfectly fine; beating at a normal and calm pace.
She didn't like that, the crazy side of her wanted the doctor to be scared, afraid and restless– because that was the only way she would enjoy her meal. The closer she got to the lady, the closer she lost herself to the hunger, the closer she lost her sanity, and surprisingly the more the lady's heartbeat continued to remain steady.
"Why aren't you afraid?" she asked coming to a stop in front of the lady.
"Who told you that I'm not afraid?" the doctor asked.
"Your heartbeat..." she trailed off as she began to loose all the control she had left and her eyes where finally in its red color. She quickly attacked the doctor but she didn't succeed. The doctor quickly and skillfully moved to the side, sending the raging latina to the ground with a hit on the neck. With and inhuman speed, the latina stood up once more and grabbed the doctor by the neck, squeezing as hard as she could.
"I told you to run, you refused and now I'm hungry..." she whispered, basking in the sweet smell of blood and perfume, while the doctor continued to struggle. She was about to feed, but this time the lady didn't let her. This time, she felt weak and fell on the floor when a the lady stabbed a syringe in her neck and released some type of liquid into her system. She fell to her back on the floor as her eyes turned to its normal brown color and her eye lids began to feel heavy. Then She noticed the blue-green of the doctor, which caused a brief flash of pictures in her head. She knew those eyes, she knew she had seen them somewhere but where?
"I like your eyes." she said and the lady just looked at her awkwardly before giving a curt nod and smile in appreciation.
"Did she have a family?" she asked the doctor about the nurse.
"No, she doesn't." the doctor replied. And it helped her a little. If she was going to die, it'll be peaceful because, she didn't make someone an orphan or widowed anyone. She smiled a little bit looking at the doctor asking her final question.
"What am I?" she asked again but this time she fell unconscious before she could get her answer.
"You're just someone who's life was changed." the doctor replied even though the half latina couldn't hear her. She removed her phone from her pocket, dialing a number which was picked up at the first ring.
"We have a problem."
"What problem?" the male voice from the other end of the line asked.
"A new born." she simply stated.
"Wait for me." the voice quickly replied before hanging up.
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I'm so glad that people liked the story and from all the response I got. There where so many followers, thanks guys. And also thank you for all the reviews.
So you all asked for more and here it is, I hope you liked this chapter like the first. The next one would be up soon. But before then let me know what you all think, it makes me happy :D