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I woke up alone in the darkness,. I couldn't see where I was, but my body was compacted between wet earth. I tried to make a move but then pain and weariness shot through my body, I was awfully sore, barely able to raise an arm.
Am I going to die like this I thought to myself alone and covered in the worms and manure of cattle herders? I coughed and felt blood spurt up my lips. I never had hope of returning home, but the last thing I want to do is die in these lands.
Then I heard it, the sound of soft shoveling coming from above me, I realized that someone was digging me out, I was being saved!
Oh by the Gods please let it be someone with bandages I thought to myself.
As my rescuer dug a little sliver of light began to shine through the top and I was finally able to see. Instead of shovel appeared to my surprise two white gloved hands, one with a beautiful bright red ring.
The hands were clawing through the dirt at an amazing speed. I wonder who this is I thought, then I tried to remember the last turn of events before waking up here,... I remembered beating the Slave Driver I remembered being whipped for my transgressions
against him, then I remember the stranger, the stranger in the odd clothing that watched me intently, I remember hearing his voice in my head telling me that he could save my life if he wanted, I remember him saying that saving my life came at a price.
As I laid in the earth that night, halfway between life and death nothing else mattered to me except survival, regardless of the cost.
Now, when I look back on it there are some days I regret my choice, to take this path of feeding on the blood of others, taking away their freedom of choice to live.
But was not my freedom snatched from me all those years ago as well? Humans call us monsters, because of our need to feed on humans. If I am a monster aren't not the people who enslaved, what more monstrous act compares to chaining an innocent youth and shipping in a box across the ocean to pick cotton for the rest of his life?
I know not if God is real or Jesus, but I do know if my crimes will be weighed in the judgment of my fate then I hope they consider the crimes of those that inspired my actions.
I tried to lift my hands to the soft soil above me and claw at the dirt also, I succeeded in only knocking a few crumbles off the top but as my hand was raised to the top the a light shining through got bigger and bigger.
One of the hands shot through the dirt and brushed the touch of my own, it clasped my cold fingers with a vice-like grip. Then pulled me out of the earth like a gopher through a hole. fresh breeze brushed my face and suddenly I was hanging in the air looking in the cold smile of a pale skinned handsome with jet black eyes.
"Hello. my friend." He let go of my hand and I dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes, too weak to even stand up. I looked around, I was lying on top of a hill that was clear of trees for about 100 yards before turning into a forest that blurred on the edges. My vision was failing fast from the lack of blood, I looked up to my savior, the coldness of his black eyes was fascinating.
"What... what happened?" I coughed, leaned forward and made an effort to stand up, but I felt my body weaken again I fell back down,
"Why do I hurt so much?" I moaned
"You died." The stranger replied simply.
My heart dropped skipped a beat on whatever rhythm it had left.
"What.. what did you say?"
"Well not all the way just yet, the Slave Drivers took out his pistol and shot you dead blank in the chest."
But that can't be. I placed a hand on my bloody chest, warm liquid spurted from two rock sized-holes. That's why I feel so weak. I thought to myself, I am bleeding to death.
"Luckily because of me the shot was not fatal." He continued, "I used my powers to slow the bullet , only causing trauma and not an immediate death, but the Slave Drivers didn't know well enough to check if your heart was beating. They simply followed the plantation masters orders to bury you in a ditch somewhere on the edge of the plantation lines." The stranger walked around me slowly twirling something circular and bright in his hand as he moved.
"I followed them here, waited till they left and dug you up."
A moment of silence passed between us as my vision flickered and I coughed more blood, I was getting closer to leaving this world.
"What .. what do you want from me?" I asked
"You are bleeding to death my friend, the bullet that hit you was almost fatal, thanks to my abilities you are living. I don't want anything from you I am giving you a offer, the best offer a man be given outside of his freedom."
"What is that ?" I said and the man stopped pacing and looked at me.
"Immortality, everlasting life. I am a vampire, a creature of the night, doubtless the country that you come from speaks of the likes of us, skin changers , nightwalkers."
My memory touched back to the stories my grandmother used to tell me fireside about creatures of the dark that hunted in the night, hell in my days as a storyteller I told many tales of creatures similar to this. I had also told the stories of the slave rebellions of past tribes, it felt odd to play a character in my own myths.
"The choice I am giving you is to walk for ages uncounted rather than die in 30 minutes or less." The man walked up to my face lowered himself to bended knee , his cold gaze meeting my eyes with dark intensity.
"This gift is one that so many fear, so many dream of, but yet so many cannot fully embrace with power, so many lack the strength needed to be one of our kind , when I saw you on that cross I saw so much rage, so much hate, I knew you were destined to walk amongst the mightiest of us. "
The man's words sounded crazy, a world of nonsense, but so did me still being alive after two gunshots to the chest, not to mention the sixteen foot hole that he dug me out of in two minutes, and his eyes those cold black eyes there was something foreboding and otherworldly about them, no humans pupil should be the color of midnight.
"If I accept this gift, this offer of yours, would I be strong?" I said
" I promise you boy, you will be mightier than any man that walks this earth."
"Okay then I'm ready ." I coughed out.
"Really?" He said in a surprised tone, a hint of amusement in his voice. "You need no time to ponder I presume?
"You.. you told me while it was hanging in front of that crowd, beaten, humiliated in agonizing pain that you would give me power to gain my vengeance, is that correct?"
The stranger's eyes twinkled, "True."
I reached out with the last of my strength and sat up on my knees, meeting the intensity of his eyes with the fire of my own. "Then make me one, whatever the cost is needed make me a Vampire !"
The stranger smiled." I knew you would make the right decision."
I coughed up some more blood ,"So what happens now ?"
He raised his arm up to his mouth and pulled back the sleeve. "Now you drink." He opened his mouth to reveal a mouth full of white teeth with two sharpened ivory fangs on the sides and bit his arm. He kneeled down beside my head and removed his wrist from his mouth, two teardrops of blood surfaced where he had bitten. He moved the wrist near my mouth and I drew back instinctively.
"Drink, it is part of the process." He ordered.
He raised the wrist again towards my face , I hesitated momentarily, then opened my mouth and closed it around his cold skin. The blood tasted like sweet honey, I closed my eyes in pleasure as I drunk and grabbed his wrist to steady myself. I had not tasted something that good since I had left the village. But then suddenly fire...my throat, my heart, my soul was alive with fire. My body started to convulse and my vision became even more blurrier. I cast his arm away and roared and rolled on the ground in torment.
"Patience young one, patience." The stranger purred.
" What have you done to me?!" I tried to yell, but what came out of my mouth was a sound far from human it sounded like a mix between a lion's roars and an eagles screech.
" Don't worry. " I heard the stranger say. " It is painful but it is part of the process."
In that moment all the memories in my life flashed before my eyes. In the distance I heard the drums from the eastern nomads in my village, I heard my father's voice summoning me to dinner, I felt the comfort of my grandmothers hug, but I also felt the pain when the chains were locked on to my limbs, I felt the hot sting of piss and sh*t falling on my body as I and other slaves were
chained in the gallows at the bottom of the ship like cargo. The moans of my people, the ache of our agony. For the vengeance of my people ... for myself I had to make this choice.
Ironic I thought to myself even amidst my torment. My flesh was sold to man, now my soul is sold to the devil.
Then suddenly it was over.
I blinked, The sky seemed so much closer now, the stars appeared like ceiling ornaments I could reach up and grab, when I turned my head the green hills around me didn't seem so far.
My grandfather had told me stories of some people who were blessed with the vision of a hawk, I never though it to be possible, until now. I sniffed the air and a roll of aromas I had never smelt entered my nose, the green of the grass, the dried blood on my trousers , the sap of tree bark around me.
"Well when are you going to arise my friend ?" The stranger said.
I pushed up from the ground and too my surprise, came up faster than I expected, I stood at my full height to meet the strangers gaze just a few inches lower than you own. I Put a hand on my still wet chest, the bullet holes were gone along with the pain I felt before was gone.
"How do you feel?" He pressed. I stretched my neck from side to side and cracked my knuckles, my toes dug into the earth like they were grasping for power.
"Hungry." I muttered, I felt more stronger than I ever could have imagined, but now there was a sensation coursing through my veins, something that paralleled to my hunger for food maybe one in the same.
"But of course you are." His eyes gleamed. " You are surviving off of the blood that I have given you. It will last for the first few hours of the transformation but you will need to acquire human blood immediately. "
I frowned." Human blood?"
The stranger nodded. " You will need to drink human blood regularly, it is the life sustenance for our kind."
To his surprise, I threw my head back and laughed. "This is the price for my transformation, to become a human mosquito? the price of immortality is lesser than the poets of my people tell."
The stranger looked at me curiously and smiled." There are few in the world that would hold that same opinion."
I looked at his face for a moment and a thought occurred to me. "What is your name ? This whole time you have neglected to mention it."
" Forgive my manners," He said then removed his hat and bowed low. "at first birth I was named John, but after our second birth I was named Cain. Pleased to make your acquaintance. " He said with a smile. Now that my vision had improved so much I could see his face clear, which with its sculpted cheekbones, high forehead and dark eyes was quite beautiful.
" You said second birth?"
" Yes it is a custom amongst our people once we are turned that we take on new names."
" Interesting so what will mine be?"
" We have yet to find out."
The sensation of hunger in my body pulsed again, this time stronger.
" Okay , now I am REALLY am hungry right now." I groaned
" I am parched as well. " Cain licked his lips. "So where should we start?"
I stared blankly." You're asking me?"
"who else?"
" How would I know where to eat at?"
" You are a vampire now, a creature of the night just use your senses." He pressed.
I looked at him quietly for a minute, then closed my eyes and tilted my head back, instinctively sniffing the air like a bloodhound.
Then I smelled it, the taste of human blood, there were dozens of different human scents clustered together east of the hill we stood on, I opened my eyes turned towards that direction.
My eyes scrolled the woods and green plains surrounding us, there were twenty dozen slave cottages and a few kilometers after that was the giant home of my former master.
"That bastard." I gritted my teeth. The smile on Cain's mouth widened.
" I take it you have decided where are dinner is scheduled ?" He purred. I turned my head and met his gaze with the same wild demonic smile.
