sonadow: chapter 2
Shadow's POV
To my surprise i woke up. I felt cold and i felt pain. but other then that nothing. I sat up a bit sore. I laid a hand on the side of my throath and felt two bite holes. They hurt, but i didn't feel the usuall pulsating feeling that was very common in wounds. I didn't feel or see any blood. My eyes widened in fear and shock as realization hit me. I wonder to myself. Did i turn into a vampire. "oh my goodness." I said and got up. I felt scared. I didn't know what to do now. I hoped that my father would still allow me inside of our house and would still accept me as his son. I wrapped my arms around my body feeling vulnerable and walked home.
I arrived at home and saw something that made me worry. There was no light in the house. I know that i was still night, but the sun was going to come up soon. He should be up by now. I walked inside and looked everywhere and i called silently for him, but there was answer from him and no sight from him. I felt more worried and i ran back towards the woods.
Back into the woods i searched everywhere for him and called as loud as i could for him. I tried to maybe use the senses that a vampire had, but it was obviouse that i couldn't use them yet. So i instead kept searching for him.
Time passed by and i was losing hope on finding him. I did find him, but unfortunatly, i was to late. "father?" I asked and carefully walked towards him. I kneeled next to him and laid my cold hands on his face but he was completely cold and pale. "father...please...Wake up." I said and tried to wake him up. Nothing worked and that made tears gather in the corners of my eyes as i realized that he had passed away some time ago. I started to cry and held his body close in my arms to mine.
I don't know for how long i had been there, but i knew that the sun had risen because i felt an agonizing burning sensation overcoming my whole body. I gasped as the burning sensation became harsher and i started to whine in pain. I didn't care that i was probably gonna die because of the sun like the vampires in legends do. I didn't have any family left. But i didn't want to just leave his body there. I wanted to stay with his body till the next night so i could bury him next to mother and my older brother. I gathered all the strenght left in me and dragged him towards a cave. I hid in the shadow's of the cave and curled up because of the burning pain. I fell asleep out of exhaustion not noticing the two figures walking into the cave.
I awoke the next night to find myself in a large bed. I felt a presence with me in the room and i soon found my senses to be correct as i heard a voice calling my name. "told you he was cute." The female voice, who i recognized as the woman who got me in this mess, said and walked out of the shadows towards me. "he's not bad, but when you told me that you found a young man i thought that you actually found one instead of a womanized male peasant." The other vampire, a hedgehog who looked strangely like me only with diffirent collor eyes and streaks, said and looked dissapointed at me. "oh come on! don't judge him on his look. i see a potentional of a real vicious vampire in him." The female vampire said and grinned at me.
I remembered that time really well. They did everything and i mean everything to make me one of the most vicious vampires around. And wouldn't you know. They succeeded. What it took was that mephiles, the male vampire, used disturbing images and my memories of my father, mother and my older brother's death to corrupt my mind. During that time they had also trained my vampire senses to it's peak. But i had gotten easily tired of the tw of them and left them. They tried to force me to stay, but i had actually succeeded in fighting both of them off. I was exhausted at the end and had to run, but i had escaped and that is all that matters.
I sighed at the memories. I thought that being a vampire meant that i would've been heartless. But actually i still had all the feelings that every living being had. I still had those feelings and i missed my family very much. I had made a few friends but they had all passed away by now. And it hurt, but there was nothing i could do to change that reality. I had been 'living' through difficult and easy periods in time. I was forced to fight in wars as a secret weapon because of my sharp vision, my sharp hearing and my strenght. After the wars were over they got rid of all the documents and all other proof of my excistence. I didn't mind at all that i had been fighting in these wars, i had gotten used to killing so i didn't care. Militairy veterans were the only ones who remembered me now. And if i happened to meet one of those veterans then he would be visibly avoiding me in fear. Centuries ago i would lower my ears and walk away in shame, but now i would just smirk and instead walk away confident.