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Blade of Darius

Darius

I could smell them. Or at least I told myself I could smell their worthless waist of cold flesh. I had been tracking this group of walking dead for a week. They stayed in the same type of run down abodes that I was entering now. I could hear their shift as they heard my heart beat. It was a good thing they didn't know who I was or they would exit before I had a chance to get close enough.

A crash of a breaking window sends me running up the stairs. I use my hearing to the best of my ability to determine that two out of the four night walkers were still in the room in front of me. They would have to do. I opened the door like so many before and went to work.

Mason

We had been traveling up and down the coast looking for the legends of our people. Supposedly they all had powers and one was completely invulnerable. I heard one could even hear people's thoughts, but that wasn't new to us. There was more to this legend. The story went that they didn't feed on humans. They instead curbed the thirst by feeding on animals, which caused their eyes to change colors. We asked our acquaintance who owned the tale if that was what gave them their powers, but he didn't know.

That was the reason we began this journey. After hearing the unbelievable story of this clan of humane vampires, we decided to test the theory. The first taste of animal blood made my tongue suck up to the back of my mouth. It was nothing like the cooling comfort of human blood.

Somehow the four of us endured. We checked ourselves with every drink, until the red lustrous eyes started turning burgundy and then amber. At that point we knew the legends were true and we had to find these creatures, these... Cullens.

Warren had been on edge for the past couple of weeks. He had this feeling something was following us. We knew we weren't the only race of magical beings. Like the Cullens, we also knew of the legends regarding our eternal enemy the Werewolf. It turns out our battle probably wouldn't be eternal since the werewolf population had been decimated to the point of a near extinction. If there was a werewolf following us, he would be a fool. A single werewolf wouldn't have a chance against a group of vampires.

I was the leader, even though I held no distinct power over them. The title was more of a realization that most of the decisions fell upon my ideas on more occasions then the rest of their ideas. William, my actual human brother was turned with me in Port Arthur, TX in 1965. We were trained to fight more of our kinds but decided to flee instead. After years of wandering we returned to the place of our death birth, but the clans of vampires had long been exterminated. It was considered the second southern inquisition. The European vampires, well versed in the art of vampire slaughter, came and repeated their deeds in taking out the Covens that attempted to make huge amounts of newborns.

During the first week after we escaped the south to the north like runaway slaves, we came across two men in a wooden raft. I half expected to see Huck Finn or Tom Sawyer riding down the river. The two men lay asleep on the vessel without even a blanket to keep them warm. Instinctively I jumped on board and William followed suit. We stood over them for a few seconds unable to figure out what the drive was that brought us to them. I noticed that my eyes kept focusing on the blue vein that seemed to protrude from one of their necks. Without any command my body dropped to its knees and my face nestled into his neck, opening up a wound with my teeth that I started to suck on. I heard William on the man besides me slurping as he joined me in this uncontrolled feast. Then something came over me, something that other vampires place as plainly impossible. I stopped sucking and looked into the man's eyes that were now bewildered and staring up at me. I saw in those eyes the humanity that was taken away from me. My brother was still feeding when I tugged on his shoulder to stop. He turned his face and shot his teeth out of his lips as a hissing noise came bellowing at me.

"What do you think this is?" I asked him picking him up over my head. "I've been beating you up all your life. You think that's going to change now?" I threw him into the water. I looked down at the two men who were now trying to crawl away from me. Suddenly the one that I had started to feed on began to shake wildly. His brother looked over at him and started begging me to spare them. I felt like a monster. I was a monster. The brother joined with his siblings torment yelling. I looked back as I heard my brother's approach, flapping through the water at impossible speed. I grabbed the two and jumped onto land. I kept running without ever intending on stopping. I was stopped only by snow. I had never seen it before. My journey north had taken me into Canada. It had been almost 12 hours of straight running.

I found an abandoned house pretty easily. I could smell the abandonment. There hadn't been life larger than a mouse in the house for several years. We stumbled into the house and I tried to keep them as comfortable as possible. After a couple of days their pain seized as did their hearts. I was certain they were dead until I saw them sit up and approach. I had done something worst then kill them. I had made two more monsters like me. Their names were Warren and Elliott. They had stolen the raft we found them on and they were running from the law for a crime they didn't commit. They didn't mind changing their life as much as I minded being the one that changed it. We travelled together and decided that our life depended on taking life. We had to survive because everything has an instinct of survival. We agreed to keep a little of our humanity by limiting who we fed on to evil men. We moved to crime populated areas and cleaned house, never staying in the same place for too long. We ran into William a couple of years after we started our posse. He had found himself a similar path after running into a rouge vampire named Edward. He had similar ideas as we did but the benefit of being able to read what was in someone's mind and to know if they were actually good or bad left this Edward with no doubt when he killed he was doing the world a favor. We had to fulfill lengthy investigations in order to keep our conscience while ending someone.

So, the four of us travelled together. We continued our reign of terror on mob men and gangsters the world over until we heard about the Cullens. We tested the animal blood and our eyes changed colors. So we headed up the pacific coast, since that was where all of the rumors said they called their home. We ran into a couple of nomads and they told us about a place called "Emmett's" that was owned and operated by golden eyed vampires. We knew we were on the right trail. Daylight was coming soon. We had found a house and were getting ready for the day. I hated being trapped in houses all day long.

"Do you hear that?" Warren asks looking down through the wall and the stairs. I knew he was looking at the door and I could hear the heart beat as well. "One human, alone."

I could hear the human heart bouncing at its usual human pace. Elliot came running up to the two of us. "I thought you guys checked this place out. I haven't hunted in nearly two weeks."

"Maybe we'll have to feed on this guy." William nonchalantly threw in. Warren looked over at Elliott.

"We are not going to mess this all up a day before we meet them. I'm sorry, but we are going." They didn't wait for any ideas out of me. I guess I wasn't the leader. They blasted through the window and headed north.

I could hear the heart beat immediately start to pump harder and I heard the slow human ascent up the stairs. Who did this human think he was. The door flew open and I could feel the smile riding William's lips.

"Excuse me sir, is this your property." I asked the man that stood in front of us. He was dressed in all black and I could see a smile that I imagined matched William's. "We will leave." I started.

"No. You won't." He warned barely opening his teeth.

"Hey Mason, what are the chances this guy would come in here being an obvious bad guy? I can't wait to taste that sweet succulent..."

"Shut up William." I cut him off. "Listen, you've chewed off a little more than you can swallow so please just leave us be and we will all go our separate ways. No harm no foul."

"Aww, how mighty human of you…" He started walking forward and I noticed his approach increasing in speed. Was he a human? William was not ready to find out and lunged for him. The man was like lightning. Even with my vampiric eyes I could not trace his movements. One by one William's appendages started falling to the ground. "No!" I yelled as his head fell from his body. It all happened too fast. "What are you?" I looked from my brothers scattered body to his slayer. He smiled revealing completely human teeth.

"I'm a human." He said. I felt the sting against my skin as he dug into my shoulder. Another sharp shot to my other arm sent me lurching. I couldn't see what he was using. He didn't have the teeth for cutting into us like this. My thought was destroyed when the heat of pain scorched my legs one after the other. I felt them loosely fall in front of me and then the mass of me that was left attached to my head was now falling. Before I could feel getting to the floor I felt the crash on my neck and a flash of light. The room started spinning around and soaring up until the thud of my head hitting the floor broke what seemed like an endless drop.

"Ok. Who feels like existing a little longer?" He asked. I wanted more information about this man and I tried to voice my interest but found myself unable to talk without lungs to inhale and exhale. He seemed to be deciding for us with some juvenile decision game.

"Eeny meany miny moe." He said until he finally landed on my pile of parts. He walked over and grabbed my head. Looking into my defenseless eyes with a quizzical stare he frowned. "Well, you are special aren't you?" He placed my head where it was supposed to be above my shoulder pushing it into the remains of my neck. "How do you hide your eyes?"

I was confused by his question. My eyes were totally visible. My mind seemed to be in five different places. I could feel my hand and I knew my fingers were twitching. I saw his vision leave my face for a second and I knew he was looking at my hands movement.

"Find your lungs and start yapping or you burn and I give your friend this opportunity." I do as he said and cough out a few audible sounds. Finally I can feel my lungs and throat and get them working together.

"Why are you doing this?" I barked out.

"Why not, blood fiend?" He turned away from me and paced. "Rhetorical. But I ask the questions. You got it? Rhetorical. Why aren't your eyes blood red?" I took a second to figure out how to explain our lifestyle. "That wasn't rhetorical." He snapped at me.

"I'm sorry it's just hard to think when I'm in a bunch of pieces." I tried to spit out the venom that was building up in my mouth. "We're different. We don't feed off of humans." His eyes grew with interest but he turned to look at William.

"Your friend seemed to want to feed on me." He walked over and kicked my brother's torso.

"He was ready to protect us."

"Silly him." He grinned. I saw his teeth again. He was human. How did he hurt us, and how was he so fast? "You four have been traveling up the coast. Where are the other two headed?" He asked softly, bending his knees to be close to level with me. I felt my neck connecting to my body, the flesh molding to each other. It was becoming easier to talk and I started to have hope that he would put us back together after we were done here.

I told him everything. I informed him about our death birth as we called it and our attempts at doing the right thing. He seemed interested, nodding and smiling. When I got to the portion about the Cullens I saw his eyes grow again.

"He said they owned a bar called 'Emmett's' in Washington, a small town named Forks." He stood back up.

"Well thank you for being so honest." He said with that same peaceful smile. "My name is Darius." He was standing over my brother now and I tried to pull my neck up. He started kicking his pieces together in a pile.

"Darius, please just let us go. I swear we are not your enemies." He laughed as he pulled a cylinder out of his coat pocket. He poured the contents of the vial onto my brother's pile of parts. He took a cigarette out of his pocket and a book of matches. I could smell the lighter fluid and knew he wasn't planning on letting us go. He flipped a match against the matchbook, lit his cigarette and tossed the burning match into the pile.

"No! William!" I yelled at the pile of burning flesh. Venom shot out of my mouth like spittle. I pushed my chin up and down trying to get to him. "You know we're different and you still pile us up and set us on fire!" He walks over to where I lay and puts his hand behind his head. That was when I saw it, well at least the hilt. His sword was slung over his back.

"A sword? I don't care how fast you are, there isn't a sword in the world that could cut through vampire flesh like you just did." He laughed at this comment like it was the funniest joke he had ever heard.

"Do you think you're the first vampire to say such a thing?" He leaned down again so his face was inches away from mine. I knew his next line before it was spoken. "Rhetorical."

He slowly pulled the blade out of the sheath and my eyes couldn't believe what they saw. The Blade of Darius was a 4 foot sword with a decorated handle. The blade was comprised of an arched piece of metal, welded with vampire teeth that made a serrated edge.

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