Chapter 1. Wonder
It was a warm summer night as I watch people walk down the bustling New York sidewalk;
I wonder 'How many? How many are there? How many have been touched by the Dark Curse?'
'How many shall wake and never sleep again? How many will be eternally damned?'
I myself am one of the eternally damned. The humans notice we are different, but most are to afraid to do or say anything.
If you haven't already guessed, I am a vampire.
I had forgotten where I was or what I was doing, until I heard a voice of a young boy.
"Hello madam." he said. I blinked. I had become completely unobservant since IT happened.
"Madam?" he asked. It was painfully obvious that he was human. It was also obvious that he lived on the streets.
He had no shoes and his golden hair---that would look very good combed---was sticking up in places.
The only clothes he had on were what looked like very itchy brown, sack like nightgown.
And just one sock. The sock was faded and very dirty.
He gazed at me with a look that only a lion would give its prey.
It was hilarious because if I were a normal vampire then I would be the one stalking him.
I couldn't help but let a little giggle escape my lips.
Even to me, it sounded hysterical. I knew I was right because he looked at me as if he thought that I had lost my mind.
Maybe I had, one could never be sure about things like that.
"Madam, may I escort you somewhere?" he asks kind of nervously.
The boy was starting to look as if he wished he picked someone else to scam.
I saw him sneaking glances at my purse every so often throughout the conversation. I barley held my giggle in.
"You don't have to rob me, little boy." I said chuckling a little.
He started to stammer apologies and he turned bright pink.
"No need to worry, here." I say as I hand him enough money to feed a family of five for two weeks.
It was chump change to an immortal.
He looked at the money then back at me. Back and forth, like he was daring me to snatch it back and say 'Just Kidding'
Poor kid, I thought as he gave up and stole down Time Square like a rocket. He looked no older than nine.
As I turned my gaze back to people watching, a bunch of colors catch my eye.
I hadn't noticed before that the storefronts had become decorated with Christmas trees and snowflakes.
It wasn't that way last week, I thought. It must be Christmas. In two weeks will be the anniversary of IT.
I shook my head and turned around.
As I turned, the wind blew and the most enticing aroma I had ever smelled wafted though my nose.
Not food of course, there was plenty of that around, but a human so delicious smelling that I followed at once.
A/N Hope you like it. I wanted to stop here to give you a taste. I have more written up but I would like some reviews. You don't have to, but it would be nice.