I woke up to the sound of my alarm going off again, meaning that it was sunset and it was time to get up. I got up of my bed and throw open the curtains cautiously just in case the sun hadn't fully gone down. No use getting fried by the sun before I'd even had breakfast. I put on my read summer dress and ran a hairbrush through my glossy black hair. My eyes were a sky blue with flecks of green through them, my teeth were perfectly straight and a brilliant white and my skin was pale like snow with perfectly proportioned blood red lips. I looked like a vampire and sounded like a vampire, walked and talked like one so what was the point in hiding it. I was never any good at hiding the fact that I was a hunter by nature, my parents and siblings somehow did but I never could then the day that a human vampire hunter killed my gentle kind dad who had never killed a human being in his life but they still stuck a stake through his heart and killed him, I just couldn't handle it so the hatred of humans took over and I began to hunt them for revenge and then I couldn't stop. It was like a drug, once I began I couldn't give it up so I continued to feed on humans and that became who I was, a killer, that's how my family and friends feel about me. That's how they see me, who they see me as and I am not going to change who I am now, my way of life just to make them happy.
Once I was dressed I thought that it was probably time I faced my family and went to see my sister. No matter how much I hated my family, I loved my sister. She wasn't like the others, she accepted me for who I was, she didn't try to change me or didn't look down on me because of what I did and I loved her for it. And something was obviously wrong so I had to talk to her but I wasn't going to let my mother know that I went there.
When I arrived at my mother's house I parked my car further up the street and walked back to the house. I saw that my sister's window was open; she obviously knew I was coming. See my sister was sort of physic, she knew things were going to happen before they happened. So I walked up to her window and climbed silently in the window. The room was dark but using my vampire vision I could see the furniture in the dark. The room was almost exactly like I remembered it, the mirrored dresser on one side of the room and the antique sofa on the other and the bed on the back wall. I could see the shape of my sisters sleeping body in the bed under the covers, so I walked over and pulled the doona down.
"What are you doing?" I heard a voice from behind me saw, at first I thought it was my mother and I was sprung but when I turned around I saw my younger sister looking at me. I was startled if she was there who was in the bed, so I looked down and saw that it was just a pile of pillows.
"I could ask you the same thing?" I said gesturing to the pillows. My sister laughed.
"Well I couldn't let mum know I wasn't sleeping, she is worried enough as it is. I suppose she came and asked you to talk to me. I am so sorry Anna, I didn't know that she would pester you about it but I am fine, I swear."
"Yeah? I am not so sure, Laura, look at you, you look awful. And where were you going anyway?" I asked looking at my poor younger sister. I could tell that she wasn't herself; her hair had gone from the beautiful dark, shiny auburn to a dull, wispy red. Her eyes had also changed from the usual brilliant green to a dull green, and they had a far-away, hurting look.
"What's the matter?" I asked.
"Fine I will tell you but you have to come with me first." She said as she turned around and began to climb out of the window I had just climbed in.
"Where are we going?" I said as I started to follow her. Once I was out of the window I turned around and couldn't see Laura anywhere. "Hey, where are you?" I called out hoping to hear an answer.
"Over here. Come on slow poke" a voice called from the footpath. Then I saw my sister in the moonlight. She looked like the old version of herself, she looked like a hunter. I gasped with shock as the truth dawned on me. My sister was like me. That's why when she wasn't in the moon she looked sick, just like I did when I first began to hunt humans. I ran over to Laura and grabbed hold of her arm. "Why? Why?" I kept repeating.
"Because. I saw you before and after you began to kill and you looked so miserable before but after dad died and you turned into a hunter you looked almost happy. You became so strong and graceful that I just wanted to be like that. I didn't want to have to hide my true identity anymore. I am sick to death of mum telling me what to do, having Vlad put so much pressure on me to be like the rest of them that I just cant do it anymore." She answered with a glint in her eye that just made her look almost scary.
"Is that why mum came to me, to help you?" my sister nodded "She realised that she cant control who we are anymore?" once again my sister nodded. Then I heard the smallest sigh from someone behind me. I turned and at the doorstep was my mother dressed in a silky white nightgown. "I was afraid of this." She said to herself before floating (there is no other way to describe the way my mother walks) other to us. She bent down and kissed my sister on the head "My dear daughter, I suppose this means that you will be leaving us now." She said.
"Yes mother, I am very sorry for everything I put you through" Laura replied.
Then my mother turned to me, "Look after her, Annabelle. She needs your guidance. You will both help each other through this dark age that is coming" and with that she kissed me too on the top of the head and turned back towards the house and went in the door. I was sure I saw a small tear slide down her perfect emotionless face.
"Where to now?" Laura said with so much excitement in her voice that she was almost squealing. I smiled at my sister "First we have to get you some different clothes; you look like you are a homeless man. Mum cannot have dressed you in that; even she has better taste than that." I said once again looking my younger sister up and down. A blush rose on her face before she answered, "Well actually I picked these out myself."
"I thought so" I chuckled. "Come on, we will call into my place before we go anywhere, get you some clothes that don't make you look like a bag-lady."