What had I done? Why had I said that I would meet my family? I wasn't ready
and I knew that. Just before I entered Yugi and his Grandfather's game
shop, I tried to step outside of where I was at that moment. I looked at
myself, standing there. It was pathetic. A fourteen-year-old girl-no not
even a girl at that point- a demon trying to find love within family. I
wanted to vomit. But it was too late. I couldn't do a thing.
"Well, here we are. I think you'll like Grandpa," Yugi said confidently as he turned back to face me before he opened the door. "I'm sure that I will. If he's as nice as you, that is." I couldn't decide what was worse. An all- powerful demon being kind to mortals or a girl being without those to love for the rest of her life. I didn't have time to decide. Yugi had already opened the door. I had entered into what was a new kind of life.
"Gramps, I have someone I think you'll want to meet," Yugi said. I saw no one there at first but then a very short old man emerged from behind the counter of the shop. His back was facing us but he spoke. "So I take it your meeting went well with her? Does she want to get to know us?"
"Why don't you ask her yourself?" Yugi stated cheerfully. I saw him turn around and look at me for the first time. At first, his mouth opened in awe that he was meeting me. Quickly, he changed it to a smile, tears climbing into and then out of his eyes. "Yugi, is this her?"
Yugi, who had also been on the verge of crying started to as well. "That's her all right. Kat, this is our grandpa," he said while looking at me. He then diverted his gaze over to what I guess I would call my grandfather. "Gramps, this is Kat. She's the one we've been looking for."
I only stood there emotionless. I didn't know what to say for that moment. Then again, I didn't know what to say for the entire situation. It was then I realized what I had been wearing. A black denim mini skirt with long zip up boots and a black tank top with white lace in the middle. I suppose that I didn't look very nice, seeing as how I had just gotten back from work. Well, I had just finished arguing after getting back from work so I hadn't had time to change.
"It's a great pleasure to meet you." I mentally shook my head at myself. 'Why are you lying? Why are you here?' I didn't have to turn to my demonic half to ask me these questions. They were already programmed into my head.
"I'm so happy to finally meet you. You don't know how much I've missed you." He walked up to me while saying this. But what happened next surprised me the most. He hugged me. No one had ever hugged me before. Ever. Not even my father had hugged me. I slowly put my arms around him, as if it were some sort of instinct. I felt something cling to my back and I realized that it was Yugi. "We're so sorry. Please don't leave us."
There he said it. Just like that. I couldn't believe it. He was speaking to me as if I had lived with him and had been his sister forever. I felt good inside. No matter what I was telling myself about being a demon at that point, I wanted to be a part of this family.
"Thank you." After our long embrace, my grandfather spoke. "Yugi, we should invite her into our home. Come upstairs with us and we can all talk." I nodded my head, as Yugi guided me up the stairs into his house. It was small, yet had adequate furniture (more than I had) and about four bedrooms. "Please, sit down." Directing me towards a chair, Yugi asked me, "Would you like anything to eat or drink?" I nearly fell off of my chair. I wanted to laugh but kept it inside. "No, thanks. I'm fine," I said, almost smirking. There was a difference, at least to me, when it came to eating and feeding.
"This arrangement isn't turning out as bad as I thought. I still remember what I need to do in order to survive. I suppose that it will all gradually come back to me as I live this life." I was now completely fused with that of my demonic side. It had only been a few hours before I emerged from my old home for the first time in years. I breathed deep. The spring air was intoxicating. But I felt something that I had never felt before in my life. My throat burned with some kind of intense desire. I felt a bit faint. I tried to access my new archive of memories I had just acquired. I now knew why I never ate anything. It was because that wasn't what I ate. I now knew that I had to feed.
I wasn't a vampire. I could tell that. Although I drink blood from victims, I had to do it in a ceremonial way almost. Two items had to be specifically used in order for the blood to take effect. A special kind of knife called an athame, and a chalice to drink from. I left my home to hunt in the city for an unsuspecting sinner to feed off of, for they were the best tasting (I also remember that as well).
It wasn't long before I had found the perfect man for my first feeding. He was drunk and had been making eyes at me all the time I was in his presence. I chose to go to one of the nightclubs to find a victim. Where better? People let go and enjoy their time here. I had lured him into the back alley behind the club after standing in the same spot for hours.
"Hey, baby. You need a hook up?" he slurred at me while staggering over to where I was.
"No, actually. But I do need something else. Close your eyes now," I cooed while getting very close to him. Before I knew it though, he had passed out. All the better of course. I didn't want to traumatize him for the rest of his life.
I materialized the athame and chalice, a power I had just realized I had. I carefully made cuts all along his arm so that he would not die. I only did this to one arm because by the time I was done, the chalice was full. The man's arm was still bleeding but at that point, nothing existed to me except for this beautiful liquid in front of me. I held it, then raised it to my mouth, drinking deep. I could feel the blood slowly making its way down my throat and into my body. It felt so gratifying, I thought I would die in that very moment. That was why I never touched human food.
This all flashed before me in my mind as I waited for Grandfather to come up the stairs. I finally saw him stumble up and into the small but warm home. "Sorry to keep you waiting but I had to close down the shop for a bit." He sat down and looked at me with a nice smile. I wondered if I was smiling back. Somehow I doubted that I did because I couldn't feel it. My whole body felt numb. Maybe I did.
"Now Kat, I know that you must be angry with us. Please know that we really do care about you." I scoffed at this. I didn't mean to but I just did. I could tell that they were hurt by it.
"Sorry. This is still such a shock to me. I don't know what to say to that. I know that you are sorry and that I can't really blame you. But then again, I can't really forgive you either." I looked at Yugi who was still crying. Only now, they were tears of hurt and sadness rather than joy. I quickly added on, "But I am willing to look aside the past and try to make a better future."
This was true. I didn't want to be by myself, demon form aside, for the rest of eternity. But then again, there was a myth that I had read in the archive I had.
"This book that I have now, it's nearly all blank." I stared at it. So full of writing and knowledge about the past before, it had a scarce few pages. I read the page that spoke of me, what I was.
"Because of our merging together, I can't remember much about the past. For that, I will apologize." I felt what she was saying in the back of her mind. 'Don't get used to me apologizing for anything more. I have no regrets about my past, whatever it may be.' I smiled at that.
One thing that caught my eye though, was the very end of the page. It read, "Demons cannot be killed by any means, not even by themselves. Only once a demon has completed their destiny may they be free to roam in the bowels of the unknown land of the dead."
That statement made me wonder. What was my destiny? And how did I get in this predicament in the first place? I never quite got over these questions. I wish that she would have bothered to explain to me the finer pints of my exist points of my existence.
Now the one thing that irked in my mind was if meeting my family was part of the destiny I needed to uphold. This was the one thing I wanted to know more than anything in that moment.
"I'm very glad to hear that." Grandpa smiled, along with an emotional Yugi. "How has your life been going up until now?" Yugi inquired.
"Well, up until a year ago I lived with my adoptive father. He died from lung cancer. He left me money to live off of and I have been ever since. Before, I was living in an orphanage where I went to school every day like most children but when I was adopted, I quit. But now I have decided to go back to school." I said this all very quickly, as if wanting to get it over with.
"Hey, I have an idea. I know it may be a bit out there but Kat how would you like to come and live with us?" I could tell that Yugi was very serious. He didn't seem like the person to go and spout off. Unsure of what to do, I did what I always did. I told the person what they wanted to hear. "Okay. I think that would be nice." I was shocked at myself. Why had I just done that? Why?
"Well, here we are. I think you'll like Grandpa," Yugi said confidently as he turned back to face me before he opened the door. "I'm sure that I will. If he's as nice as you, that is." I couldn't decide what was worse. An all- powerful demon being kind to mortals or a girl being without those to love for the rest of her life. I didn't have time to decide. Yugi had already opened the door. I had entered into what was a new kind of life.
"Gramps, I have someone I think you'll want to meet," Yugi said. I saw no one there at first but then a very short old man emerged from behind the counter of the shop. His back was facing us but he spoke. "So I take it your meeting went well with her? Does she want to get to know us?"
"Why don't you ask her yourself?" Yugi stated cheerfully. I saw him turn around and look at me for the first time. At first, his mouth opened in awe that he was meeting me. Quickly, he changed it to a smile, tears climbing into and then out of his eyes. "Yugi, is this her?"
Yugi, who had also been on the verge of crying started to as well. "That's her all right. Kat, this is our grandpa," he said while looking at me. He then diverted his gaze over to what I guess I would call my grandfather. "Gramps, this is Kat. She's the one we've been looking for."
I only stood there emotionless. I didn't know what to say for that moment. Then again, I didn't know what to say for the entire situation. It was then I realized what I had been wearing. A black denim mini skirt with long zip up boots and a black tank top with white lace in the middle. I suppose that I didn't look very nice, seeing as how I had just gotten back from work. Well, I had just finished arguing after getting back from work so I hadn't had time to change.
"It's a great pleasure to meet you." I mentally shook my head at myself. 'Why are you lying? Why are you here?' I didn't have to turn to my demonic half to ask me these questions. They were already programmed into my head.
"I'm so happy to finally meet you. You don't know how much I've missed you." He walked up to me while saying this. But what happened next surprised me the most. He hugged me. No one had ever hugged me before. Ever. Not even my father had hugged me. I slowly put my arms around him, as if it were some sort of instinct. I felt something cling to my back and I realized that it was Yugi. "We're so sorry. Please don't leave us."
There he said it. Just like that. I couldn't believe it. He was speaking to me as if I had lived with him and had been his sister forever. I felt good inside. No matter what I was telling myself about being a demon at that point, I wanted to be a part of this family.
"Thank you." After our long embrace, my grandfather spoke. "Yugi, we should invite her into our home. Come upstairs with us and we can all talk." I nodded my head, as Yugi guided me up the stairs into his house. It was small, yet had adequate furniture (more than I had) and about four bedrooms. "Please, sit down." Directing me towards a chair, Yugi asked me, "Would you like anything to eat or drink?" I nearly fell off of my chair. I wanted to laugh but kept it inside. "No, thanks. I'm fine," I said, almost smirking. There was a difference, at least to me, when it came to eating and feeding.
"This arrangement isn't turning out as bad as I thought. I still remember what I need to do in order to survive. I suppose that it will all gradually come back to me as I live this life." I was now completely fused with that of my demonic side. It had only been a few hours before I emerged from my old home for the first time in years. I breathed deep. The spring air was intoxicating. But I felt something that I had never felt before in my life. My throat burned with some kind of intense desire. I felt a bit faint. I tried to access my new archive of memories I had just acquired. I now knew why I never ate anything. It was because that wasn't what I ate. I now knew that I had to feed.
I wasn't a vampire. I could tell that. Although I drink blood from victims, I had to do it in a ceremonial way almost. Two items had to be specifically used in order for the blood to take effect. A special kind of knife called an athame, and a chalice to drink from. I left my home to hunt in the city for an unsuspecting sinner to feed off of, for they were the best tasting (I also remember that as well).
It wasn't long before I had found the perfect man for my first feeding. He was drunk and had been making eyes at me all the time I was in his presence. I chose to go to one of the nightclubs to find a victim. Where better? People let go and enjoy their time here. I had lured him into the back alley behind the club after standing in the same spot for hours.
"Hey, baby. You need a hook up?" he slurred at me while staggering over to where I was.
"No, actually. But I do need something else. Close your eyes now," I cooed while getting very close to him. Before I knew it though, he had passed out. All the better of course. I didn't want to traumatize him for the rest of his life.
I materialized the athame and chalice, a power I had just realized I had. I carefully made cuts all along his arm so that he would not die. I only did this to one arm because by the time I was done, the chalice was full. The man's arm was still bleeding but at that point, nothing existed to me except for this beautiful liquid in front of me. I held it, then raised it to my mouth, drinking deep. I could feel the blood slowly making its way down my throat and into my body. It felt so gratifying, I thought I would die in that very moment. That was why I never touched human food.
This all flashed before me in my mind as I waited for Grandfather to come up the stairs. I finally saw him stumble up and into the small but warm home. "Sorry to keep you waiting but I had to close down the shop for a bit." He sat down and looked at me with a nice smile. I wondered if I was smiling back. Somehow I doubted that I did because I couldn't feel it. My whole body felt numb. Maybe I did.
"Now Kat, I know that you must be angry with us. Please know that we really do care about you." I scoffed at this. I didn't mean to but I just did. I could tell that they were hurt by it.
"Sorry. This is still such a shock to me. I don't know what to say to that. I know that you are sorry and that I can't really blame you. But then again, I can't really forgive you either." I looked at Yugi who was still crying. Only now, they were tears of hurt and sadness rather than joy. I quickly added on, "But I am willing to look aside the past and try to make a better future."
This was true. I didn't want to be by myself, demon form aside, for the rest of eternity. But then again, there was a myth that I had read in the archive I had.
"This book that I have now, it's nearly all blank." I stared at it. So full of writing and knowledge about the past before, it had a scarce few pages. I read the page that spoke of me, what I was.
"Because of our merging together, I can't remember much about the past. For that, I will apologize." I felt what she was saying in the back of her mind. 'Don't get used to me apologizing for anything more. I have no regrets about my past, whatever it may be.' I smiled at that.
One thing that caught my eye though, was the very end of the page. It read, "Demons cannot be killed by any means, not even by themselves. Only once a demon has completed their destiny may they be free to roam in the bowels of the unknown land of the dead."
That statement made me wonder. What was my destiny? And how did I get in this predicament in the first place? I never quite got over these questions. I wish that she would have bothered to explain to me the finer pints of my exist points of my existence.
Now the one thing that irked in my mind was if meeting my family was part of the destiny I needed to uphold. This was the one thing I wanted to know more than anything in that moment.
"I'm very glad to hear that." Grandpa smiled, along with an emotional Yugi. "How has your life been going up until now?" Yugi inquired.
"Well, up until a year ago I lived with my adoptive father. He died from lung cancer. He left me money to live off of and I have been ever since. Before, I was living in an orphanage where I went to school every day like most children but when I was adopted, I quit. But now I have decided to go back to school." I said this all very quickly, as if wanting to get it over with.
"Hey, I have an idea. I know it may be a bit out there but Kat how would you like to come and live with us?" I could tell that Yugi was very serious. He didn't seem like the person to go and spout off. Unsure of what to do, I did what I always did. I told the person what they wanted to hear. "Okay. I think that would be nice." I was shocked at myself. Why had I just done that? Why?