The Prince's Bride
"The brothers paused, wary, but they eventually decided to go along. After all, what the old man offered meant that no one would die if they agreed. Uman and Omul chose to stay behind. When the old man approved, Hom was free. He set off immediately for the village, not stopping for anything. He got to his home in time and told everyone to leave.
""A man has my brothers," he said. "They gave themselves for all of you. Come with me now; do not let their sacrifices be in vain." The townspeople were skeptical, but not unwilling to abandon their drenched homes. They followed Hom away, and everyone left for a different location. Hom soon was married, and moved to a nearby island. The old village flooded, as prophesized, and everyone was relieved that they were safe.
"While the people lived out their lives, Omul and Uman remained with the small old man. They had been told, after their brother left, that they were not to see him again, and trying to make contact with him would be rewarded with a terrible penalty. But, while the two were under his control, they were given special blood. This enhanced their senses and made them stronger and faster. They were free to use their abilities as they pleased, so long as they did not stray from his rules, and continued to do his bidding.
"But the days multiplied, and eventually turned into years. The two brothers ached to see their sibling again. They missed him dearly. One night, they decided that the old man wasn't going to stop them from seeing their brother. They went to his home, to see him and meet his wife. They had a merry night, with lots of drinks and laughter, and the brothers were happy to be reunited. But at the end of the evening, Omul and Uman told Hom that they could never see each other again.
"When they returned to the old man, he was waiting for them. "I know what you did," he said. "Did you really think you could fool me? This will not go unpunished!" He banished them to darkness, making their skin pale so they could never again see the light of day. He then forced them to drink the blood of humans, and made it so they could not survive without doing so. But the worst punishment they suffered, the most cruel, was what sparked an ancient war between us and them."
"Who's 'them'?" Naliasar interjected.
"You'll find out later," Mikial said, still surprised that his sister was so unaware of the story.
"Oh," she said simply, "Okay, carry on."
"Alright. Anyway, the old man made it so their desire for blood was so strong, they couldn't resist it. However, for their first feed they were not capable of drinking from any other humans but two. Hom and his wife. The two brothers held on for as long as they could. They didn't want to hurt their brother. But the lack of blood soon drove them mad. They couldn't take it anymore, and instinct brought them to their dear brother's doorstep.
"Omul attacked Hom; Uman got his wife. They were both drinking like mad, sucking the blood from their victims, not stopping for anything. Their thirst was too great. Uman drank every last drop of the woman's blood, but Omul began to show restraint. His humanity got a hold of him, and he quit before killing his brother. Shamed by what they had done, the two ran and hid in the woods.
"Hom and his wife were later found by a neighbor who was concerned with their absence. Hom was treated, and he made a full recovery. His wife was cremated, and poured into the very river that had flooded his home so long ago. He did not know that his brothers were weeping as well.
"Over the next few years, Hom sat at his window, always silent, always listening. He never left. More bodies began to pile up. Uman had never learned restraint when drinking, and he always killed his victims, while Omul always held back, and let his victims live. The more people who died, the more Hom's anger and hatred were fueled.
"He eventually founded a place where people would hunt down those who betrayed him. He called it the Hunter's Guild. Everyone who lost somebody because of those subhuman creatures joined and fought. Soon, Omul and Uman couldn't handle it any longer, and they had to flee. They found a large mountain in an isolated location, which they built their home upon. They were creatures not meant for society, and as such, had to avoid the eye of the public.
"Later, the old man appeared before the two brothers, and told them one last thing. "By sharing your blood with humans, you can turn them into one of you. You can teach them your traditions. You can be a race of specimen far greater than humans."
Mikial paused for a moment, and then raised his voice to make the most powerful statement the story contained;
""You will be the Vampires!""
A/N: Vampires! Yay!!! ^_^
