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I never thought it would be so painful to die. I mean, I always believed it would be painless, you know, peaceful. Ha, yeah right. I thought Changing was bad... but this, this is just down right... agonizing. There's honestly no words to describe what I'm going through right now.
I felt... cold. Freezing, actually. Like someone poured liquid nitrogen on me and crushed me to pieces. But I knew I was still whole. Physically, at least. I don't think my mind can take much more of this... this torture.
I'm paralyzed though. I think. Can't you open your eyes when you're paralyzed? No matter how many times I try, I can't force them open. I want to scream, too. But I can't. What's wrong with me? It's like my mind is resting in the empty shell of my body while I die, for some reason, keeping me here to feel the pain of it. But, I don't want to. This is unbearable. Isn't my soul suppose to go into the afterlife or something? I'm dead for Christ's sake!
Aren't I?
That's when it hit me. My memory came flooding back. And I knew what was happening to me. I was turning into a vampire. A mythical creature that isn't supposed to exist at all... and I'm becoming one. This is not happening. I wanted to groan as much as I wanted to scream.
The ice flooded through my veins, branching out throughout my body and practically bursting them, stopping my blood cold... literally. My heart hurt the worst though. It didn't feel like it was even there anymore, just a solid, frozen organ, not pumping anymore. But it tried, desperately, to keep my blood moving. I could feel the stutters and flips it was doing, trying to break away from its icy prison.
I started to cry, something I could actually do, somehow, still. My luck, the only functioning part of my body left are the tear ducts. I was glad though, that there was still some way while I was in this state that I could express my pain. I felt the salty liquid well over and glide down the side of my face, and I realized I must me laying on my back.
The ice stopped, done spreading. It hurt less now, but the pain was still not fully gone. I suddenly felt my muscles tighten, my bones harden, teeth sharpen. I felt the bones in my face shift slightly, too. I was quickly turning into a deadly predator.
Suddenly I was able to move. I balled my hands into fists, arched my back, forced my new eyes open, and released the scream I had built up for the last 24 hours.
Derrick
Exactly 5 seconds after the words left Luke's lips, the most bloodcurdling, agonizing scream I've ever heard sounded throughout the room. No, throughout the house. I whirled around to face Holly. She was in a painful looking position, back arched high in the hair, her fists clenched tightly against the bed. She stopped abruptly and fell back onto the bed. She's probably very weak, they always are after the Change.
Holly was breathing hard, her eyes were closed. I turned quickly to my brother, I could see the wheels turning in his twisted head. A deadly look was in his eyes, but also a trace of fear. Fear of failure.
Nick had backed up against the far wall, pale and shocked. My eyes flicked to Holly, who was still in the same position, eye closed, fists clenched. Suddenly, a feral growl came from behind me, and I turned in time to see Luke launching himself at Holly.
Before my mind could even process the movement, I had run to grab the back of Luke's collar and fling him across the room. Shocked, he jumped up and glared at me, eyes full of betrayal. I felt almost guilty.
"Traitor," he hissed venomously. I flinched.
His eyes alternated between me and Holly, gaze decisive. Before I could react, Luke lunged at me, knocking me against the floor roughly. He had made his decision. I tried to kick him off, but he pinned my legs down with hand, the other around my throat. I clawed at his hand. I may not need air, but I couldn't move with my head pinned to the floor.
Unfortunately, Luke is much, much older and stronger than me. I have no chance against him. But I have to try. It's not my safety I'm worried about. Not Nick's. But Holly's. If I can't get rid of Luke, she's in danger, and that is not tolerable.
Lucian slammed my head against the floor, shaking the walls of the room, "See what you've done, D?" He asked, mockingly using his nickname for me and forcing me to look at the still body of Holly, "You let her Change. If we don't kill her now..." Luke trailed off.
I snarled. "You're not going to kill her, Luke."
He grinned wickedly... disturbingly, "You're right, I'm not." For a brief moment, I thought he'd side with me, and go against... him. "You are." It was only wishful thinking, of course.
Holly
I lay still, breathing hard, eyes shut tightly, weak. I was trying to get over what I just went through... the pain... I winced. I shouldn't think about it. Suddenly, I realized... I heard voices. One voice I didn't recognize, another voice I did. It was Derrick, and another male, a vampire. It hit me that I didn't get that information by sight, but by smell. I smelt that he was a male and not female, smelt that he was a vampire. And then there was another smell, an alluring smell. Familiar somehow. It was human. Male. Blood type A negative. Okay, that was a little creepy.
I decided to ignore the warm smell of blood pumping through a human body and focused on the voices.
"Get up, Brother," There was a shuffling sound and then a snarl, "Do it." The low voice I didn't know was full of authority.
"No," answered Derrick.
"Kill her." Oh no.
"Never," he snarled.
There was a loud thud and a 'oomph'. Then, I felt a cold hand lock around my throat. Though I barely noticed the freezing temperature of it against my equally cold skin. I was held, upright, hovering a few feet above the floor. A low growling came from the vampire holding me up.
I could sense him, almost envision him moving to break my spine. I knew it was gonna happen, so I forced my heavy eye lids open, to make a futile attempt to save myself. But the vampire still hadn't moved yet. Though, I still had the feeling. It was odd.
A burst of energy coursed through me, and I grabbed the hand locked around my neck and peeled it off. I expected to fall into a heep onto the floor, but somehow, I was able to land on the balls of my feet. Studying the male vampire in front of me, I realized he looked a lot like Derrick. And I remembered... "Get up, Brother,"...
Derrick has a brother?
My thoughts were cut off when the vampire growled, he looked angry, and shocked. Unintentionally I let out a threatening snarl, coming from deep in my throat. An image of Derrick's brother pouncing on me and knocking me to the floor burst into my mind. I rolled away instantly, right when he actually did. This is so weird.
Derrick
I watched, incredulously, as Holly fought Luke. She was... good. Better than good. It was like she's been doing this for years, but she only woke up 10 minutes ago! And how does she have so much energy? She shouldn't be able to move! Much less fight my 2 century old brother! And be winning!
I had gotten up finally, from being thrown, impossibly hard against the wall, and I studied Holly more carefully. She looked... different. Of course, her face was changed some, from turning into a vampire. She was much, much paler. There was something wrong with her eyes. But my mind wouldn't register exactly what it was that was odd about them.
I heard a gasp. My head whipped around to see Nick, pressed firmly against the wall, watching Holly, horrified. I ran over to him, something suddenly dawning on me.
"Nick," I hissed, "Run. Go home, now."
He looked over at me, mouth still hanging open, "But Holly-"
"-Is probably very hungry," I said, emphasizing the word, so he'd catch my drift.
"Oh," He said, voice cracking.
"Run." I urged.
And he did. Ran out of the room, ran out of the house, leaving the door open. I looked back at Holly and Luke. And I was shocked. She had him pinned against the wall, forearm across his neck, and her other hand holding is wrists together. She looked a little freaked.
She looked back at me for a second before turning to my brother again. And then I realized what was wrong with her eyes. They weren't the yellowish gold like all newborn vampire's eyes were... they were still green. Still the beautiful emerald green they've always been.
Holly
How am I doing this? I had the vampire pinned against the wall, after a helpful vision of him trying to do it to me. I fought him, and I won. I don't know how... well yes, I do. The images, visions, the kept flashing in my mind, showing me what he was going to do before he actually did it. I guess all vampires can do it.
Another pale hand appeared in front of my face, removing my arm from the vampire's neck. I glanced behind me again to see Derrick. His eyes flicked to me, and he almost smiled.
I turned back to the vampire quickly, afraid he might attack again. He didn't. He was staring at me, with complete hatred. What did I ever to do to him?
"Leave," came Derrick's voice from beside me now, "Now, Lucian."
Lucian let out a loud, frustrated growl before jumping out the window yelling, "He isn't going to like hearing about this, Derrick!" His voice faded as he ran away.
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