How we became Cursed

Chapter 12- Infection

This is a story of love and betrayal, of loyalty until death, or things that are even worse. This is the tale of a family torn apart, bringing them even closer than before. This is the tale of how I died, and lived again, and again, and again...

Ginger wouldn't tell me it all. She only told me about the prophecy, and how her father was the werewolf, and her mother the vampire. It was all very confusing. She also showed me my cool birthmark, which I didn't even know I had. Practically, I think she just wanted me to forget it all, and for us to continue on our normal course.

It was now March 17, 1894, over two months since the 'incident.' Kye and me had to go to the doctor every two week because the infection was spreading even more. Dr. Mitchell said that we would only know how bad it was when it hit our hearts and brains. Now I aint very smart (I mostly get good grades because I cheat), but I do know that those parts of you are very important.

It was about seven thirty, and I was just waking up. I let go with my feet of the roof and flapped down onto the floor. Yawning, I proceeded to take off my cloths and wrap a blue cotton robe around me. I walked out my door and down to my bathroom. When I got inside I inspected it. There was blonde hair on the floor. "Kyeee…" I mumbled angrily. I hated it when she used my bathroom to brush her hair.

I locked the door and dropped my robe, yawning again. I then turned on the water and started my shower. It has always been very cold in London, so hot showers are very relaxing. When I was done I decided to just take a warm bath, Ginger wouldn't be up for at least another half hour to make breakfast, so what did it matter.

I was staring at the ceiling as I took my bath when I noticed the moonlight coming in from the small window about the shower. It was a full moon tonight, and it was incredibly bright. I watched the light flicker as clouds passed by the moon. It was very relaxing. I got more and more tired, and my head got more and more heavy. It seemed like the moonlight was dancing on the roof, trying to seduce me. I was so tired…

PLOP! Suddenly water invaded my lungs, and I jerked up in shock. "Ackkkkk! Ughhhh! Ackhuhhuh!" I choked on the water. I had fallen asleep and slipped into the water, and breathed it in. I heard a loud knock on the door. "Fidget! Are you alright?" Ginger called out.

"Yah! Ackk! I'm, kuhhh! Alright ackkk!" I managed to cough out. "Alright, breakfast is in ten minutes. Be ready or die." She always said that. Be ready or die. You'd think she was threatening me. Eventually I stopped coughing and got out of the tub. I dried myself off and got dressed.

I was eating my roaches when Kye walked into the kitchen. She had a bruise on her forehead. "Kye baby, what the heck happened?" Ginger asked. "I was standing in my room getting dressed when I fainted. I fell forward and hit my head." I looked at her curiously. "Me to! Well, actually I was in the tub and fell asleep. I nearly drowned" I exaggerated.

Ginger looked at the both of us. "Ok, you two are acting to weird. I'm taking you to Dr. Mitchell right now."

When we got to the hospital we had to wait about an hour to see the doc. In front of us were a lot of other patients who looked suspicious. There were thugs, junkies, and prostitutes inside of the waiting room. It was obvious to me why the doc never told the authorities about where we lived. He was one of those free clinic doctors who helped those who had no one else. They're good people.

"Harper! Fidget Harper!" Called out the nurse. "Come on," Ginger dragged us in. The doctor was standing inside a white room, inspecting a piece of paper. When he noticed us he put the paper down and said "why Ginger, Kye, Fidget, how are we all doing?" He was nice. "Not good. The kids are sick." Ginger replied. "What'd be the problem?" He asked. "We fainted." Kye answered simply. "Oh… Ginger, I need to be alone with the kids for a few tests, could you go out for a minute and sign some papers?" "Well I guess." Ginger replied, and then left.

"Now I know no cat did this to you kids. Fidget, I want you to tell me the truth right now." He looked at me sternly. I sighed. "You wont believe me." I replied. "Try me." "We were bit by the living dead. I was bit by a vampire, Kye a werewolf." He laughed, and then said, "No, really, what happened?" "I just told you," was all I could say. "Hallucinations, the first symptom," he mumbled. "Ok, I need to take some blood from each of you, then you can go."

I walked out of the white room back into the waiting room where Ginger was waiting (duh). "What did he say?" She asked. "All he did was take blood. He says come back in a week for the results." She looked suspicious. "Did you tell him anything?" She asked. Her eyes pierced into me like silver stakes. "Yes, but he didn't believe me!" I said. "Damn it Fidget, I told you to be quite! You don't want him thinking your going mental on us now do you?" She asked. "No." "Then keep your mouth shut!"

As we walked outside into the moon, I felt my heart beating faster. Yes, I actually felt it. I felt my gums getting tighter, my teeth growing larger, my lips bleeding. "Aaaaaaaaaaah!" I screeched out in pain. My front teeth had grown so large they had punctured the skin under them. My blood dripped into my mouth, making something inside me snap. It was delicious. I heard Kye cry out to. Her nails had burst through her fingers, and she was bleeding. Blood. So rich and beautiful. I then grabbed Kye's hand, and began to lick the blood from her fingers.

I felt something bash me on the back of my head. "Owww!" I squeaked in pain. "What the hell were you doing to your sister!" Ginger cried out. She had hit me on the back of my head with her purse. "I… I don't know…the blood…so good…" I was so confused. I had always been taught that blood was sacred, that you were never to eat it, but here I was, doing the unthinkable. What's worse, I liked it.

"You will never! NEVER! Do anything like that again! Do you hear me!" Ginger yelled at me. "Yes…sorry." I said. Then, Kye did something unthinkable. She bit Ginger. "Aaaaah!" She cried out as she slapped Kye in the face. Kye fell to the ground. "Ginger are you all right?" I asked. She just looked at me. Me and my fangs. Then at Kye. Kye and her claws. "Get away." She said calmly. "What?" I asked. "I SAID GET AWAY FROM ME!" She screamed out, then ran down the street, not looking back.

I didn't know what to do, who to go to. Ginger had left us. We were all alone. Kye and me. I looked at her and helped her up. She was crying. "I…I…I didn't mean to…I'm so sorry!" She cried out. "I know Kye, I know. We need to go get help, ok? We need to go to Gypsies." That was all I could think off. "Gypsie will help us."