I woke up, the next morning, or the next night.
Making my way downstairs, I passed paintings and paintings of my family. We didn't show up in pictures, so every year, we hired a painter to come paint a portrait of us. There had to be at least two hundred throughout the house. My family had been around for quite some time.
The necklace that I always wear has a green emerald in it. It had a large crack running throught the middle, but to me, it was still beautiful. I was always told by my mother that it was the stone that fell off the crown of Lucifer. Lucifers Bane, she called it.
The stories say that when the young prince tried to overthrow the king, he fell, bringing his entire army down with him. His army was doomed to walk the earth, reincarnated for thousands of years, until the great king believed it time for their redemption.
Lucifer himself had been banished from earth, so that he could not try to overtake that as well.
His followers still walked the earth. Some still believed, while others thought it was a myth that they were doomed to be a part of.
I wasn't sure. I just normally go along with whatever's happening at the time. I kind of find it hard to believe that there is an all mighty being out there, but then again, most people find it hard to believe that there are creatures like me out there.
Vampires.