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The pain subsided. I felt cold breathing on my face. I snapped my eyes open. Above me was Gwen, her face remorseful and anxious. She grinned as I studied her face. My throat burned , my eyes would have been watering if I felt this before maybe, because I feel oddly different. I could hear the river that I passed hours ago. I sat up, and odd enough, growled.
Gwen stood and backed away slowly, her eyes on me. I crouched, tensed. Then she took a step closer. I hissed. For some reason, this was something that made me uneasy, cautious more like it.
"Are you ok Nicholas?", she said slowly. I was listening to her voice.
"Yes, but what was that?", I asked, shocked to hear my voice, so clear and music- like. I still wanted to hear her answer, I need to know how , or why I feel this way.
She looked nervous as she replied. " In this world Nicholas, humans aren't the most powerful species", she seemed to have trouble saying species. I felt confused.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, there are other people in this world"
"And who would they be?"
"Vampires"
She was lying, I know it. Really do I look ignorant to you? Vampires. Really!
" Er?"
" Yes, vampires. Do you see the blood on my lips, my pale skin, my voice? I'm a vampire", she said proudly.
"I don't believe you"
"Ok, watch me", she said. She disappeared into the trees .
I stayed in my crouched position, waiting for her. I panicked when I couldn't hear my heart beat. My hands were pale, as pale as Gwen's. Could I be a vampire? Is Gwen? Out of all the things on Earth, all those miracles, changes , prayers, preaching, never involved vampires.
Vampires drink blood.
In a split second I smelled Gwen's aroma. Her body stepped out of the trees.
She was holding a body.
"Part of being vampire is to drink blood", she said quietly. She adjusted the dead body, and sank her pointy teeth in. I tensed.
What I did was uncalled for.
I sprang and seized the body from her. I could smell the warm pulse, the delicious smell filling my nose. I pushed my teeth into the person's jugular . I drank, I felt as if I could never have enough. I felt uncontrolled, in a way I was disgusted. Really, blood? It was better than my first cake I ever had a year ago, way better.
I am a vampire.
I threw the body to the floor. I took deep breaths. Gwen looked shocked, her perfect face was surprised. I smiled weakly and then grimaced. With two strides she walked over to me. Her arms wrapped around me. I wanted to throw her off, I even put my hand son the top of her arms, but I never did it.
"Sorry, I know it's painful, I can't explain why I did it", she muttered.
"Did what?"
"I turned you into a vampire, sorry", she said, her voice muffled by my shirt. I sighed, I held her at arms length and said," I really don't mind". She smiled and took two steps away from me.
"I have to take you hunting"
"What's that?"
"Blood, blood and more blood.", she replied curtly. I was eager for more of that liquid, I was unable to think blood, but then I wasn't. I felt almost like a monster. I couldn't help it though, it was warm and sweet, delicious , and so tantalizing.
"OK", I said. She smiled , and grabbed my hand. I growled instinctively, and she dropped it.
This was gonna be a long day
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"What do you mean we don't sleep?", I asked, quite surprised. I had questioned her about where we were to sleep, since I'm not ever heading back to there.
"Well, we don't sleep, ever. It get's truly boring, I'm lucky I have some one else with me.", she said, sighing.
"So no sleep?"
"Absolutely no sleep"
I didn't really mind. I didn't like to sleep that much, it was just a period of times for nightmares.
For those were the only dreams I had.
Gwen must have had a happier life. I just know it. Those who get scarred show it. Those who don't, just don't. Gwen is bubbly and just happy. For my 17 years of life, none of those school girls resemble her."How old are you , Gwen?"
"I turned 16 about a year ago"
"So your 17 in a bit?"
"Vampires don't age"
" Oh"
That set me off into thoughts, complicated thoughts. She laughed nervously at my expression. I grinned back goofily.
"What day is it?", I asked.
"I changed you about a week ago, you were a tough one, so it should be Sunday"
"Sunday?"
"Yes"
"How long does it take for a person to get changed?"
"At the most, about four days"
"Wha- never mind", I mumbled. She giggled. My anger boiled a bit. I felt like breaking something, anything. Silently I got up and kicked a tree, pleased that I broke it neatly into half. I turned around. Gwen was staring at me, open mouthed. I hate the fact I had no knowledge of this. That she was too slow to tell me all of this. I grimaced again, and sat down on the crinkly leaves. She sighed, she walked slowly to my side.
"I know it's really confusing, but you'll get used to it, right?", she asked, almost pleadingly.
" I don't know"
"You have to know!"
" No I don't, I didn't ask to be changed"
" You'll understand in time!"
"No!"
And a that I ran. I crashed into all the tree's manageable, not caring what the world will do to me.
I just needed escape.
I could hear her footsteps, light and steady. I growled, putting as much acid as possible.
I could have ran away to another place. Heck, I would have ran in front of the neighbors house if I knew what I was going to be turned to.
I don't despise the idea of being a vampire. It's just that Gwen never told me why I was chosen, why vampires exist, why couldn't she tell me anything! I punched a maple.
I always hated the idea that people his things from me because I was young, I always hated as soon as I turned 15, I turned into a real man, so I was told lot's of things such as politics,when I go to town for father's errands. In 1921, we men are pretty important. I'm not trying to sound sexist ,but men are told everything, I felt angry when she didn't tell me squat.
I turned and a bomb hit my nose. Scents of the most amazing aromas came to me. I heard more rustlingbehind me. Gwen was there with her hands up.
But I saw the humans
I jolted from the spot and found a shopping center for whites only. Three men were walking past.
The most delicious scent
My father.
I couldn't resist. I swiftly came to his side and bit into his neck. The other two kept walking as I dragged him in the tree's. My eyes burned as I thought as myself as a murderer.
And that's true, because I am.