I originally did not plan on putting this section in, but I thought it felt a little strange jumping straight into Ethan's story without some sort of initial introduction of the two of them together. It's rather short and I wrote it rather quickly so I didn't put a whole lot of thought into it. Sorry! I hope it's satisfactory. I might change it later after I finish the section I was in the middle of writing.
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Disbelief
She could not believe what she was hearing. This man was trying to tell her she was a what?
There were a few legends of those that drank blood, rumors floating around on occasion, mostly dealing with small towns where the inhabitants just disappeared, leaving the survivors to speculate as to the reason. Mostly it was just explained away as a curse on the town for some supposed wrongdoing on the part of its residents. Sometimes travelers would claim to have seen the attackers, saying they came at night, swiftly and silently, leaving no trace of their existence behind except for a bloodless corpse. These stories were discounted as just that, stories, told by mothers to frighten children into obedience and nothing more.
How could this be true? How could she have become one of them?
The sadness in the man's eyes, if man he was, seemed to say that he was not lying. And he kept apologizing over and over, for the pain she went through, for the confusion she was going through, and for the pain he seemed to think she would go through in the future. None of what he said made any sense to her.
After he had told her his name, and apologized profusely, he had proceeded with the most bewildering of statements. "You are no longer human." What was that supposed to mean?
And yet…
She certainly did not feel as she had before. Her mind felt as if it had expanded and she was very aware that her body did not feel the same at all. She moved to sit up and was shocked to find she was already up. But hadn't she just been lying on her back? She looked warily at her new companion.
"I truly am sorry." He must have said that at least five hundred times at this point and it was getting old.
"I do not understand," I said cautiously, not entirely sure I wanted to know the answer.
"Let me explain. From the beginning."
