Dear Diary,
It's been two-three years since I was blooded. I'm in human years 16 now, but otherwise only a few months old. Cher and I speak only about twice or thrice a day. I've adjusted to hunting now, and am a budding predator myself. I can very well fight with swords, plunge daggers, swing knives as easily as blowing and lifting feathers. I could fight even better than the best martial arts expert in the world (not tried out yet). If I went to apply as a curator for a museum, they would be taking me in delightfully, such was my knowledge about artifacts and history. I could sit silent, blank, upright for 12 hours constantly. In short, I am a highly trained apprentice/assistant now.
Cher helped me all through. He's an excellent predator himself - smooth, cunning, adept. My fighting skills were very vastly honed by him. Plus, he took it upon himself to question me my lessons (which I'd forgotten to be patient to since probably 5 years) and to help me on how to stay living even when no activity was around you. Vampirism isn't bad, but it isn't great either. I guard Cher throughout the day, and do the chores like cleaning, washing, cooking etc. and often I go about exploring the city we live in. Sometimes, I play games with kids my age, even though Cher gets mad about it and starts saying-
"You might hurt them... they're weaker than you... you're not one of them." Blah-Blah-Blah. Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it allows me to tease him more, but always I put off the matter.
Cher is a very strong vampire. He's till date one of the best the entire vampire world all over the Earth has seen. He's a Vampire General, and tours the world very frequently, and so is able to keep record of what all the vampire covens in the world are doing and what each vampaneze coven is also planning. He's a quite renowned personality in the vampire world and also the most diplomatic and probably the youngest to be so able. We frequently meet many vampires on our travels. Sometimes we talk, rarely travel together for sometime, other times a simple nod and greeting suffices. We saw the vampaneze also, but none were the ones whom I think could've killed my family.
Cher says I could become eventually far more stronger than him or any other vampire in the world. My powers, my speed, senses... everything. They're abnormally sharp even for a vampire, let alone half-vampire. Cher says that once when I become a full vampire, I might be something of an invincible one. Really, I sometimes laugh and sometimes am dead solemn about this. I could easily out do Cher in almost everything, and yet he could also out do me easily for he had the favour of vast experience. Everything around which my life revolves around now is what Cher says. Most of my sentences begin with "Cher says...". Anyway, Cher says that I'm a very typical vampire in many ways. When I'm angry or am experiencing a strong emotion, my look, my eyes - they change and resemble the looks of the vampires often mentioned in books, like the dangerous, more historic, I mean.
Also, he thinks he can imagine fangs when I'm in that mood. I laugh really badly then. But once during such a time, I looked in the mirror: Cher was right... I was inexplicably very happy then, and he turned out to be right.
Cher thinks he knows the vampire pair whom Saiansh spotted are, but refuses to tell the names. I'm sick of arguing with him and willing him to tell me.
Besides, being with Cher for so long a time, it confuses me, bewilders me. I... well, I think I'm falling in love with him. Of course I know he's my cousin, and I will never violate our relationship status, but this is a love not like the one a lover would profess; it is the one which anyone will have for their greater friend... not best friend, but a greater friend. It's like being friend and then becoming friendlier... and of course, this love isn't the same you might have for your friend, best friend or family or relatives.
This is getting tedious and boring now and I'm going to stop.
AFadela