Chapter 15: A Vampire's Story!
LATER THAT DAY...
Dave carefully knocks on the basement door before he enters.
"H-Hello?" He calls out into the dark cold basement. "Um, Miss? A-Are you down here?"
Slowly Dave makes his way downstairs, shaking with every step he made. The idea of having a Vampire staying in his basement made him rather nervous. If it weren't the fact that she saved his son from dying last weekend, he would never allow her to stay here for the day.
He began to look around the room as soon as he reaches the bottom step, but there is no sign of the female Vampire.
'Where could she be?' He thought.
"Miss?" Dave called out again.
"What is it you want, Mr. Seville?" Came the woman's voice from the shadows behind Dave.
"Arrg!" Dave nearly jumped out of his skin. He quickly turned to see the woman standing right behind him.
"Please don't do that!" Dave shouts as he clasped his shirt on the left side of his chest.
"You come down here knowing all too well what I am, and you did not expect me to sneak behind you? Do you have death wish, Mr. Seville?" The woman asked sternly.
"I-I-I just want to ask you something, that is all." Dave replied as he held his hands up in a defensive pose.
"What makes you think I would talk to you?" The woman stood crossing her arms over her chest.
"P-Please, um, this won't take long, just a few questions, I promise."
"Very well. What is it you wish to ask?" The Vampire relaxed her arms and rested them along her side.
"Well, for starters, why did you decide to save my son last week after accidentally hitting him with your car?"
The question stunned the Vampire somewhat. She didn't know how to respond to this question.
"I'm not too sure why I did it, Mr. Seville. I just...felt responsible. No child deserves to leave this world before his time."
Her tone held a sense of guilt and resentment in it. Dave felt there could be a past to this Vampire. He had to know what it was. Feeling a tad bit braver, he takes a step forward and begins asking his next question.
"Something tells me that there is more to you then meets the eye."
"What do you mean?" The woman became taken with Dave's comment.
"Why is it that you would rather save a child's life then take it? Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm positive that Vampires don't care which victim they choose? Whether it be a man, woman, or child."
"I...I just make it a habit not to feed on children."
"How come...? Ah, not that there's anything wrong with that, heh." Dave said nervously.
"Do you truly wish to know my story, Mr. Seville?" The woman, questionably, raised her eyebrow at him.
"Yes, I would..."
"Well, if you must know...the last time I was a mortal was in 1904ad. My name was Sibylla at the time. I originated from the outskirts of Germany. You could say I lived a peasant's life. I had a husband and together we worked on our farm. A year after we had married, I gave birth to a son. His name was Alexander."
Sibylla, smiled warmly without realizing it as she spoke about her son.
"Alexander was a beautiful child. So smart, creative and full of hope. He would look up at me, and smiled as bright as the sun."
The Vampire's smile faded as she remembered what happened next.
"Six months after my husband left to join the army, Alexander fell terribly ill. There wasn't anything I could do. Less then a week later, my son had passed away. He was only eight years old at the time."
"I'm so sorry." Dave said, as his heart went out to her.
"What for? I don't feel any more pain. Dracula took care of that."
"How?"
"When I lost my son, the pain was too much to handle. I no longer wished to live. My husband was out preparing for war, and I was alone. That was, until I met Him. Dracula took me back to his home in Transylvania. There he turned me into a Vampire. Now, the all the pain is gone."
Dave still couldn't help but to feel pity for this woman. Even though she is considered a 'monster', he swears that there is still some humanity left in her.
"I'm just wondering... Is it because you still remember your son, that you choose not to harm children?" He finally asked her.
"I don't understand what you mean?" She asked back.
"Call me crazy, but I think you still hold some emotion for you son...and that could be why you do not want to harm children."
Sibylla's face grew cold as she looked at Dave with annoyance. She no longer wished to answer anymore of his questions.
"You know Mr. Seville, the sun will set soon. Are you sure you want to stay down here?" Sibylla warns as she exposes her fangs.
Dave caught on quickly of what she meant. "Ah, you're right. I've taken up much of your time...I should be getting back upstairs to prepare dinner for the boys." He said while stumbling backwards as he heads back up the stairs.
As soon as Dave closed the door again Sibylla's face softened. Could he be right? Is it possible that her son's spirit still lives strongly in her un- beating heart? She wondered if that is what prevents her from harming children.
LATER THAT DAY...
Dave carefully knocks on the basement door before he enters.
"H-Hello?" He calls out into the dark cold basement. "Um, Miss? A-Are you down here?"
Slowly Dave makes his way downstairs, shaking with every step he made. The idea of having a Vampire staying in his basement made him rather nervous. If it weren't the fact that she saved his son from dying last weekend, he would never allow her to stay here for the day.
He began to look around the room as soon as he reaches the bottom step, but there is no sign of the female Vampire.
'Where could she be?' He thought.
"Miss?" Dave called out again.
"What is it you want, Mr. Seville?" Came the woman's voice from the shadows behind Dave.
"Arrg!" Dave nearly jumped out of his skin. He quickly turned to see the woman standing right behind him.
"Please don't do that!" Dave shouts as he clasped his shirt on the left side of his chest.
"You come down here knowing all too well what I am, and you did not expect me to sneak behind you? Do you have death wish, Mr. Seville?" The woman asked sternly.
"I-I-I just want to ask you something, that is all." Dave replied as he held his hands up in a defensive pose.
"What makes you think I would talk to you?" The woman stood crossing her arms over her chest.
"P-Please, um, this won't take long, just a few questions, I promise."
"Very well. What is it you wish to ask?" The Vampire relaxed her arms and rested them along her side.
"Well, for starters, why did you decide to save my son last week after accidentally hitting him with your car?"
The question stunned the Vampire somewhat. She didn't know how to respond to this question.
"I'm not too sure why I did it, Mr. Seville. I just...felt responsible. No child deserves to leave this world before his time."
Her tone held a sense of guilt and resentment in it. Dave felt there could be a past to this Vampire. He had to know what it was. Feeling a tad bit braver, he takes a step forward and begins asking his next question.
"Something tells me that there is more to you then meets the eye."
"What do you mean?" The woman became taken with Dave's comment.
"Why is it that you would rather save a child's life then take it? Correct me if I'm wrong, but I'm positive that Vampires don't care which victim they choose? Whether it be a man, woman, or child."
"I...I just make it a habit not to feed on children."
"How come...? Ah, not that there's anything wrong with that, heh." Dave said nervously.
"Do you truly wish to know my story, Mr. Seville?" The woman, questionably, raised her eyebrow at him.
"Yes, I would..."
"Well, if you must know...the last time I was a mortal was in 1904ad. My name was Sibylla at the time. I originated from the outskirts of Germany. You could say I lived a peasant's life. I had a husband and together we worked on our farm. A year after we had married, I gave birth to a son. His name was Alexander."
Sibylla, smiled warmly without realizing it as she spoke about her son.
"Alexander was a beautiful child. So smart, creative and full of hope. He would look up at me, and smiled as bright as the sun."
The Vampire's smile faded as she remembered what happened next.
"Six months after my husband left to join the army, Alexander fell terribly ill. There wasn't anything I could do. Less then a week later, my son had passed away. He was only eight years old at the time."
"I'm so sorry." Dave said, as his heart went out to her.
"What for? I don't feel any more pain. Dracula took care of that."
"How?"
"When I lost my son, the pain was too much to handle. I no longer wished to live. My husband was out preparing for war, and I was alone. That was, until I met Him. Dracula took me back to his home in Transylvania. There he turned me into a Vampire. Now, the all the pain is gone."
Dave still couldn't help but to feel pity for this woman. Even though she is considered a 'monster', he swears that there is still some humanity left in her.
"I'm just wondering... Is it because you still remember your son, that you choose not to harm children?" He finally asked her.
"I don't understand what you mean?" She asked back.
"Call me crazy, but I think you still hold some emotion for you son...and that could be why you do not want to harm children."
Sibylla's face grew cold as she looked at Dave with annoyance. She no longer wished to answer anymore of his questions.
"You know Mr. Seville, the sun will set soon. Are you sure you want to stay down here?" Sibylla warns as she exposes her fangs.
Dave caught on quickly of what she meant. "Ah, you're right. I've taken up much of your time...I should be getting back upstairs to prepare dinner for the boys." He said while stumbling backwards as he heads back up the stairs.
As soon as Dave closed the door again Sibylla's face softened. Could he be right? Is it possible that her son's spirit still lives strongly in her un- beating heart? She wondered if that is what prevents her from harming children.
