~*~*Epilogue~*~*
It has been a year since I had killed Anne Allodola. Jessica had come after me for revenge and had stated it, but for some reason the next day she seemed sympathetic towards me. No doubt Siete had heard of the death, knew who I was, and Jessica had dreamt of me. It does not really matter why she did not kill me, which she certainly could have done. All that matters to me personally is that I do not have her on my bad side.
As for my humanity, I still have a thread of it. I still live in New Mayhem, because I cannot part with my two best friends, whether they are human, blood bonded, or not. Rayne had tried to convince me to move out and get a house of my own so I could host a bash, but I 'persuaded' her. Yes, you saw the word bash. One of the many things Rayne got me to do was go to bashes. And although I hated bashes when I was young, they are now rather enjoyable.
Yes, I kill. But animals need to kill to survive. It is one of the animal laws: Kill or be killed. Nikolas had actually sat down with me and explained to me why we as vampires have a natural right to kill our food. Humans do it to chickens and cows. Horses kill the plants they eat. And vampires kill humans. It had taken awhile to get me to finally think like a vampire and not a human, but Nikolas and Rayne had convinced me.
Do I miss being human? Of course. I haven't lived long enough to not go to my homeland and not see my home, my school. Vampires such as Rayne and Risika can no longer see where they had grown up. Their homes have decayed.
Reluctantly I admit that I still mingle with the human world a bit too much. I go to my old school and paint, but when it is presented I change my name to Kairbre. I laugh each time I sign. It was Nikolas's suggestion that I think of myself different. That also meant my name.
I no longer change my eyes so often to their original color. And it turns out that my reflection is becoming a bit mistier each time I kill. Turns out that I have become almost five times stronger than I had.
And Alexander and SingleEarth. I haven't seen the Triste witch since that day in the graveyard, but no doubt he had realized what I have done and gave up on me. SingleEarth? I haven't stepped inside one since the day I killed Jessica's mother.
It is odd how my life can change so quickly. My life was changed by a vampire 38 years ago, but I only became a true vampire myself a year ago, with the thanks of Rabe. I still love her like a sister, and she has not changed her attitude towards me. We still have our talks over water and cyanide. Yes, I still drink cyanide.
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"Kairbre!" I set down my pen and look over my shoulder. There is Rayne, looking rather sexy. I smirk. This is the first time I ever felt this way about someone. Love is one of the only human emotions I let myself have these days.
"Ready?" I ask slyly as I smooth out my crimson red shirt, which showed off my subtle muscles. I have aquirred several of these shirts from Rayne. We smile before she nods. In an instant we are gone. To where? A bash. What I did not know was that this was the night when the daughter of a rather infamous Vida would enter my life that night.
You want to know what happened that night? You're just going to have to wait until I am ready to spill the next chapter in my life story. Or my unlife. Sorry, bad joke.
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Alright, Reluctant to Kill is over!!! I want to thank all of you deeply for reviewing this. It's really touching. Now onto odder business. I was planning on doing a sequel to this, and I would appreciate it if you gave me your opinion. Thank you!
*does 'first story ever to finish' dance*
Krikoris
It has been a year since I had killed Anne Allodola. Jessica had come after me for revenge and had stated it, but for some reason the next day she seemed sympathetic towards me. No doubt Siete had heard of the death, knew who I was, and Jessica had dreamt of me. It does not really matter why she did not kill me, which she certainly could have done. All that matters to me personally is that I do not have her on my bad side.
As for my humanity, I still have a thread of it. I still live in New Mayhem, because I cannot part with my two best friends, whether they are human, blood bonded, or not. Rayne had tried to convince me to move out and get a house of my own so I could host a bash, but I 'persuaded' her. Yes, you saw the word bash. One of the many things Rayne got me to do was go to bashes. And although I hated bashes when I was young, they are now rather enjoyable.
Yes, I kill. But animals need to kill to survive. It is one of the animal laws: Kill or be killed. Nikolas had actually sat down with me and explained to me why we as vampires have a natural right to kill our food. Humans do it to chickens and cows. Horses kill the plants they eat. And vampires kill humans. It had taken awhile to get me to finally think like a vampire and not a human, but Nikolas and Rayne had convinced me.
Do I miss being human? Of course. I haven't lived long enough to not go to my homeland and not see my home, my school. Vampires such as Rayne and Risika can no longer see where they had grown up. Their homes have decayed.
Reluctantly I admit that I still mingle with the human world a bit too much. I go to my old school and paint, but when it is presented I change my name to Kairbre. I laugh each time I sign. It was Nikolas's suggestion that I think of myself different. That also meant my name.
I no longer change my eyes so often to their original color. And it turns out that my reflection is becoming a bit mistier each time I kill. Turns out that I have become almost five times stronger than I had.
And Alexander and SingleEarth. I haven't seen the Triste witch since that day in the graveyard, but no doubt he had realized what I have done and gave up on me. SingleEarth? I haven't stepped inside one since the day I killed Jessica's mother.
It is odd how my life can change so quickly. My life was changed by a vampire 38 years ago, but I only became a true vampire myself a year ago, with the thanks of Rabe. I still love her like a sister, and she has not changed her attitude towards me. We still have our talks over water and cyanide. Yes, I still drink cyanide.
**************************************
"Kairbre!" I set down my pen and look over my shoulder. There is Rayne, looking rather sexy. I smirk. This is the first time I ever felt this way about someone. Love is one of the only human emotions I let myself have these days.
"Ready?" I ask slyly as I smooth out my crimson red shirt, which showed off my subtle muscles. I have aquirred several of these shirts from Rayne. We smile before she nods. In an instant we are gone. To where? A bash. What I did not know was that this was the night when the daughter of a rather infamous Vida would enter my life that night.
You want to know what happened that night? You're just going to have to wait until I am ready to spill the next chapter in my life story. Or my unlife. Sorry, bad joke.
*****************
Alright, Reluctant to Kill is over!!! I want to thank all of you deeply for reviewing this. It's really touching. Now onto odder business. I was planning on doing a sequel to this, and I would appreciate it if you gave me your opinion. Thank you!
*does 'first story ever to finish' dance*
Krikoris