A/N: I've had this story idea stuck in my head for months. I'm currently writing another story which i'm planning on focusing on more than this story. I'm also writing the sequeal to another story but it has not been posted. This'll be updated when I think of something new but I won't be focusing on it until the other stories are finished. Thank you and enjoy!
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CH.1- Clan
Deep down Louisiana close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods among the evergreens
There stood a log cabin made of earth and wood
Where lived a country boy named Johnny B. Goode
Who never ever learned to read or write so well
But he could play the guitar just like a ringing a bell
My red and black vintage Gibson ES-335 was in my hands as I strummed and sang an old song. This song always gets me dancing.
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go
Go Johnny go
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Go Johnny go
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Go Johnny go
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Johnny B. Goode
My name is Ashley Davies. I was born a very long time ago. By a very long time ago, I mean 171 years ago, in the year of 1843.
He used to carry his guitar in a gunny sack
Go sit beneath the tree by the railroad track
Oh, the engineers would see him sitting in the shade
Strumming with the rhythm that the drivers made
People passing y they would stop and say
Oh my that little country boy could play
The American Civil War broke out in 1861. I had just turned 18. My family was living in New York at the time. We were totally against slavery. We thought everyone is equal and we still do.
Go go
Go Johnny go
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Go Johnny go
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Go Johnny go
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Go Johnny go
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Johnny B. Goode
It's the year 2014, and I'm still 18 years old. My looks haven't changed and neither has my age. Want to know why? It's because, my family is the leader of one of the biggest clans out there. What type of clan may you ask? A vampire clan.
His mother told him someday you will be a man,
And you will be the leader of a big old band
Many people coming from miles around
To hear you play the music when the sun go down
Maybe someday your name will be in lights
Saying Johnny B. Goode tonight.
The area of New York was attacked one night, but not by soldiers. It was by a vicious clan of vampires. They didn't care who would've found all the mortal humans bodies. They thought they could've passed it as if the area we lived in was attacked by confederates. My family heard screaming coming from outside, my dad grabbed his musket rifle and ran outside. My family heard more screaming then heard my dad's.
My dad was being attacked by a vampire, it bit him and it was close to killing him. That was until I got my sister Kyla and my mom to stay in the house as I ran out and did my best to fight off the vampire. I shot the immortal human in the thigh, causing him to back down and limp away. I dropped to my knees and tried everything to save my dad. But I was too late, I watched as he changed into a vampire.
Go go
Go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
Go go go Johnny go
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Johnny B. Goode
After my father changed he was on a rampage for human blood. He bit my mom, sister and I. For some reason, something came upon him and he stopped before he killed us. I don't think he even wanted to. I think he wanted to turn us. So he wouldn't be alone. Since then we expanded our clan, we were constantly on the move. Going place to place, state to state, city to city. Finally, we settled here in sunny California, in the city of LA. We've been here the past 10 years.
We've experienced everything from the Civil war to World War 1 then 2, the bombing of Pearl Harbor, Vietnam War. You name it. We were always there. We always moved when something was going to happen. We got these senses telling us to go there and they were uneasy ones. We fought different clans, some surrendered and became trust worthy members in our clan.
Life has been crazy, but it's also been an amazing adventure. When do you ever get the chance to say you lived 171 years?
I was out in the garage playing my guitar. My dad Raife is at his record label, my mom Christine is at the law firm, and my little sister Kyla is out with some friends. As vampires we live a normal life, just different morals.
If you were to ask me what my favorite time period was to live in would definitely be the 1920s to the 1960s. Mostly the 1940s to 1960s. The style, the music, the way people were. It was amazing besides how some other people were.
"Hey super star." I laugh and stop playing my guitar.
"I thought you were out with some friends?" I ask my little sister. Kyla is the same age as me, only a few hours younger. We're fraternal twins.
"Catch." Without looking I caught the cold packet in my hand.
"Thanks sis." I pushed out my fangs and punctured two holes into the bag. I closed my eyes and moaned as I sucked the cold thick liquid down my throat. "It's fresh, where'd you get it?" I ask.
"Stopped by to get a quick pick up from your best friend." Kyla chuckles.
"Ugh, the jock is still donating his blood to his vampire girlfriend?" I spat. "Can't believe I drank it." I wipe my lips as I finished sucking the rest of Aiden's blood, not leaving a single drop in the blood bag.
"Yes. He's my boyfriend Ashley. You two used to be best friends when we first moved here."
"He hurt you Kyla! He cheated on you for a year and you're still with him!" I yelled.
"Chill out Ash. He's been giving his blood to repay us so we don't have to kill."
"Yeah, I know. It means a lot. It's just going to take a while to trust him again Ky." I sighed out.
"I know, I know." I open my arms for my little sister.
"Come here." I smiled once I got to hug my little sis. "Stay safe alright? Tell Aiden I trust him. You're going to kill him if he keeps donating his blood to us. I'll go on a nightly hunt for now on."
"I'll go call him and tell him." Kyla says excitedly.
"Good. From now on you're going through the day eating regular food, no blood. I know you're still trying to contain the human blood urges but that's what the regular food is for. You got to take yourself away from Aiden's blood and any other human for that matter. At night I'll go hunting for animals so that you can drink animal blood." I order.
"You're so over protective." Kyla laughs.
"Hey! It'll be on your ass when bodies drop because you want to feast. We all go through it Ky. You just got to get used to it. I don't know why but you're taking a bit longer than normal. Tell mom and dad about this plan. I'll go hunting when the sun goes down so we can be ready for the next couple of days."
"Got it. Oh, school starts tomorrow." Kyla reminds me.
"Ugh, nice way to bring it up. I'm tired of going through high school."
"It wouldn't even matter if you graduated or not! You graduated 171 times. We both did. The only reason we keep doing high school is because dad wants us to meet new people to expand the clan."
"I know. I hate it, but we need to keep expanding. We're going to find those twats who changed dad. I remember their faces perfectly. I know they know we're looking for them" I clench my jaw and grip my guitar tighter.
"Yeah, yeah. At least we're the good guys." I nod in agreement.
"When are you turning Aiden?"
"I don't know. Maybe graduation day. I mean it is senior year. I know he wants to be turned. He wants to turn his family as well. We've talked about it." I hug my sister then stand up.
"Make sure he's worth it." I look down at my sister as she nods.
"He is. I feel it."
"Good." I kiss my sister on the head then walk out to the garage, I pushed my red 1953 Chrysler Windsor convertible out into the driveway and grabbed all my tools. I grabbed the back of my shirt and pulled it up and over my head, using my plain black shirt as a rag.
As I was working on my car I played some 50's music to get me dancing. I couldn't help but sing along as I worked on restoring my car. All I needed was to fix up the engine and I was good to go.
Hours flew by as the sky was getting darker and darker. The biggest smile ever was plaster onto my face as I wiped off my hands and got into the driver seat of my car. I prayed to God for my car to start, I put the key in the ignition and tried to turn on the car. Stutter, stutter, vroom! I cheered and hollered as my car started.
"Hey kid you got it!" My dad clapped and leaned against the window.
"Ain't you proud daddyo?" I laugh.
"Definitely sweetie. Ready to go hunting?" I nodded quickly.
"Am I ever? Are Ky and mom coming?" I ask
"They were going to get dinner ready for when we come back."
"Sweet, get in and I'll drive us to the forest." I turned my head to the right as my dad ended up in the front seat.
I turned up the radio as I drove off with the convertible top down and the scent of animal blood in mind.
R&R Please! The song used is: Chuck Berry- Johnny B. Goode