Well everyone, this chapter is going to be VERY short, I hate to say, but I wanted to update all of my stories since I have to go back to school tomorrow, and it might be a while before I can update, but, here is the chapter.
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Chapter 8: Vampire
-Anamane's P.O.V-
I didn't know where I was going as I ran down the streets away from Zero. All I knew was I had to get away. I had to think things over now. All along he had been one of them.
A vampire.
And he hadn't told me.
I almost slept with the bastard! I fumed, turning down a dimly-lit street, bursting with speed. I tried to recall what I knew about vampires.
--Vampires are mythological or folkloric revenants who subsist by feeding on the blood of the living. In folkloric tales, the undead vampires often visited loved ones and caused mischief or deaths in the neighbourhoods they inhabited when they were alive. They wore shrouds and were often described as bloated and of ruddy or dark countenance, markedly different from today's gaunt, pale vampire which dates from the early Nineteenth Century.
Although vampiric entities have been recorded in most cultures, the term vampire was not popularised until the early 18th century, after an influx of vampire superstition into Western Europe from areas where vampire legends were frequent, such as the Balkans and Eastern Europe,[1] although local variants were also known by different names, such as vampir (вампир) in Serbia, vrykolakas in Greece and strigoi in Romania. This increased level of vampire superstition in Europe led to mass hysteria and in some cases resulted in corpses actually being staked and people being accused of vampirism.
In modern times, however, the vampire is generally held to be a fictitious entity, although belief in similar vampiric creatures such as the chupacabra still persists in some cultures. Early folkloric belief in vampires has been ascribed to the ignorance of the body's process of decomposition after death and how people in pre-industrial societies tried to rationalise this, creating the figure of the vampire to explain the mysteries of death. Porphyria was also linked with legends of vampirism in 1985 and received much media exposure, but this link has since been largely discredited.—
So, how did all that basically useless information help me?
Not a damn bit, I mused, taking a seat on a bench in a park I had run to. I glanced around at my surrodnings and found that I had absolutely no idea where I was. As I calmed my breathing down to a more slid level, I started thinking hard about vamires.
If they were real, then what else was real that I though was only fiction? Faries, werewolves, shape-shifters, witches-bigfoot? Oh for crying our loud, why hadn't he told me sooner?
That was the question that was bugging me. I sighed heavily and put my head in my hands, wishing I could know more without talking to Zero.
"I could tell you why I didn't tell you sooner, if you could give me the chance to explain," I hread smoothly from behind me, making me fall forward out of the bench. Zero's arms cought me and sat me straight. I looked away from him without answer.
"Would you let me explain?" he asked softly and touched my cheek.
I lenaed into his cold hand, until I was reminded of what he was, and immediately pulled back. I barely refarined myself from hissing. But I nodded that he could explain himself.
"Well, it's like this…"
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