I slowly edged my way forward. I had always been taught to be cautious. When I was about three steps away I heard a musical voice weave its way through the sewer.
"Subsisto! Humanus!" they spoke in Latin. I knew he said stop! Humans! So whatever was down there was defiantly not human. I had been educated in Latin ever since I was a boy.
"Valde puteus" was the reply, which meant very well.
"Ego mos nutritor" 3 words. I … will…feed. I took a step back and a figure came bursting out of the sewer. He stood with a crazed look in his eyes and they were the same vivid red. He obviously turned against 'feeding' as he called it, because he flew over us and took off running. I was close behind him but then all of a sudden he turned and… and…pounced. I was knocked to the floor and the vampire was on top of me. I couldn't move at all. I felt a slicing pain on my neck. I screamed in agony. Suddenly the weight was off of me and I looked to see bodies on the floor. 2 of them. 2 people were dead because of me! I then heard a piercing scream coming from ahead and what I saw made me feel lifeless. Anthony in the arms of the monster, they turned the corner and he was never seen again.
"Anthony!" I screamed but no one returned. I then felt aware of a burning agony most indescribable. It felt like the strongest poison searing its way through my body. Surly father would come and find me when no one has seen me. Great I cant let my father see me like this. I guessed I was becoming one of them. I would get burned alive if he saw me. No I couldn't let that happen. I crawled until I came to a pile of rotten potatoes. It will have to do. I hid myself in them and tried to not say a word, which believe you me is not the easiest thing to do while your burning alive. I beckoned myself to stay immobile. An unshed tear formed in my eyes for my dear friend who I had known for all of my life. Rest in peace Anthony, you deserve it. I thought and have no fear, I will not be like the beast that took your life. I vowed. I would miss him dearly, he understood me, and he was about the only person who did. I made it through the grueling 3 days like that, making promises to my long lost friend. When it finally passed I shoved myself free from all the potatoes and looked down the alley. No one was around. The sky was covered in a blanket of shadows, so it was night. I didn't know what to expect when I moved to the end of the alley, but I didn't expect the speed in which I moved. Better yet my vision was not impaired at all. I felt a small twinge in my throat which was getting more potent until it became an uncomfortable burn and then I looked down the street I saw a figure. Then my new mind made the connection. Unconsciously I wanted the poor persons blood. I wanted to drain every single ounce of there blood like the monster I was. I took off in the opposite direction and found myself in the woods. What have I become? I'm sorry Anthony; I should have joined you by now. We'll that's what I'll do then. End my so-called immortal life. Well I was going to put that name to the test.