1. The Truth

Dear person, if you want to go on leading a naive life turn away from this script, for it is intended to show you the deepest of darkest truths that exist in this world. What you thought to be myths and legends are derived from truths that are beyond your imagination. These are the very truths you were made to believe lies. At night when you have that feeling that you are being watched, do not disregard it with a shiver and blame it to be your imagination. That is because it is not your imagination; you are actually infact being watched. Now my dear inept mortal you may laugh and disregard this as ridiculous, and you may as well want to put this book down but you do not. Why do you not put this book down, what stops you? What makes you want to know more? Curiosity, is it not? Then again, curiosity did kill the cat. Well, now back to the point, you are still wondering what watches you so ardently, right? My dear friend, the answer is not so simple. It is better not to wonder and forget, for the reason being that the things that are watching you are not a bunch of human stalkers, no; they are the citizens that you thought belonged only to the darkest corner of your imagination. They will not die or fade away from reality, as you would desire, they will always be their just watching and waiting… watching and waiting and sometimes even ambush.

You turn on the news one day and the missing persons list comes up, and for some unfathomable reason you decide to watch it. You watch and tut your head and even occasionally see a familiar face. Hey haven’t you ever wondered where do all those missing, who never turn up, go? Ha the first to things that pop into your mind are murder or a runaway case. Well all right maybe that is true but only for 20%. Well the rest of the 80% are murdered, now you shall think I have gone crazy. Well what’s the difference? The answer to that is what have they been murdered by, for the other 80% have not been murdered by humans no. I shall request you now to note that 50% of the time these murder victims do not stay dead. For have, they been killed body, soul, spirit and mind? My dear friend, the world you believe to be your safe haven has a lot of deeply buried darkness in it. I pray my beloved friend if you do not consider any religion to be your own I suggest you turn to one for you shall need all the fortification you can get.

Remember this advice, just because you cannot see something does not mean it is not there. Oh yes it is there as sure as the night turning into day and to night again, yes it is there forgotten through out the ages. Moving with you as swift as an eagle they will trace your every step.

Well in this story I shall only talk about one kind of terror lurking in your world and the truth about their existence.  Should they really be condemned to the way they have to live? You decide……… A life like mine should never be revealed for it comes from a deeply shrouded myth, but it shall be revealed with the help of a special assistance.

2. Fist Beginning

Christoph

The cold air pricked at my skin my voice a harsh rasp; my vision bleary, my ear in tune with every rustle of the trees and my nose smelt every leaf. My vision started to clear and I saw myself staring up at the pool of dark inky black sky with its stars scattered likes spots of hope in a dark heart. Instinctively I lifted my hand to touch the left side of my neck and it sent searing surge of pain through me. Yet again I lifted my hand and more gingerly touched the spot of pain only to find the sting run down me again but this time it was worse than before, it knocked the wind out of me.    

I grasped to breathe and lay there in the cold night with my arms spread open. Just then I felt my fingers brush against something hard and I looked to my right to find my hand resting on the base of somebody’s gravestone. I leaped to my feet with fright merely to find myself crumble and fall back to knees with an unexplained giddiness.  Lifting my head to find myself incapable to take in the surroundings in front of me.

I felt like I was inside a frozen hell. Unmoving angels loomed over me, their once gray white wings now blackening as they frayed with time. The freshly carved gravestones now blunted and covered with vines and creepers covering all memories of those under them. The snow fell softly and turned to water as it hit the gravestones like heaven it self was crying for the loss.

             Now I realized were I was, I was in Craven’send cemetery. But how the hell did I get here is what I was wondering. The last thing I remembered was that I was with my mates in Pete’s bar drinking beer and laughing over some silly joke that John told. Man I told myself I must stop drinking so much. Well now I was just about to tell me its time to go when I felt the temperature drop.

  My ears pricked in the wind and with lightening fast speed I turned to face whatever was behind me. I turned to see a gigantic figure of a man cloaked in a maroon with a hooded face. He reached out and offered me to take his hand, I knew better than to accept but somehow I felt compelled and overpowered by his aura, I just had to take his hand. I looked down at the gloved hand it was so beautifully structured, his finger long yet slender and his palm in perfect proportion with his fingers.

  I took his hand like he could end every problem in my life. His fingers grasped tightly around mine, he then pulled me closer to his face and whispered into my ear, “welcome little one”. “What do you mean I managed to breathe out?” drawing me away from his body and his lips curved in to a smile. It was then I saw his face for the first in my life. As his hood fell it exposed hair that shone like the stars on a clear midnight sky it was long and rested smoothly on his shoulders. His eyes were like a pool of water, deep and mysterious. His face strong and angelic but at the same time it had darkness to it.

  My eyes were fixated on him, he could see my awe for he flashed the most brilliant smile and beckoned me to follow him. “I really got to stop drinking”, I muttered, “now im seeing things even”. “But…could it be? … Nah … although his canine teeth looked quite pointy”, I thought.

He was taking me into the catacombs, my mind told me to run but my heart told me follow. Plus my body was not even in my control any longer it just stumbled blindly on the various graves.

  The man looked at such ease gliding smoothly along barely touching the ground. Then my senses were alarmed and awake he was gliding and normal people do not glide. I tried to stop, turn and run but I wasn’t in control of my body. He turned around and said, “don’t try to run you wont get very far and your hurt”. Now he looked serious, “listen I am sorry for what I did but if you do not follow me you will die or be killed by those that were trying to kill you when I first saw you ”.

  “ So are you coming?” He asked. All I managed was a nod, my head was pounding I was wondering what he meant. Who was he or what was he? Then I knew, so after all those pointy canines were not my imagination and his beauty that was out of this world was actually out of this world because he was an alien. I started laughing with hysteria while stumbling even more. Without turning he stated, “now you know”. Clutching my face to stop me laughing my fingers brushed against my neck, but this time there was no pain just a little swelling. I really wondered what happened to my neck, it was like I go bitten by some kind of giant insect.

I stopped dead in my tracks and looked up at him, “could it be? No… never … it just can’t be I would have a taste for blood if I were a … a … nah I’m just loosing my head first an alien and now a… oh forget it” I said to my head, “ This has got to be a dream I’m sure of it after all if he really were one of the undead I would by no means be alive at this moment. Keeping in consideration he is a bloodthirsty creature that kills, why would he want to save me form these so called other things? Unless he is going to take me into his home and eat me for a midnight snack, no that cant be the reason for the reason that he could have done me in right here”.

 Looking down I saw the pure snow iridescent from the moons emission and I knew I wasn’t dreaming I was awake wide awake. I was walking to my demise but too shattered to do anything about it. I smiled then for the first time that whole night, for now smile matched the angles in the statues. The smile that can only be smiled by one after the realization of their endless condemnation. A smile both bitter and soulful.  My heart and mind both knew the truth I didn’t want to accept, I was bitten by a …… a …… VAMPIRE.

I looked up him he had now stopped and was looking at me with what might have seemed to be apparent amuse. He was standing in front of the William’s vault. He smiled at that point a very sympathetic and mocking smile. I closed and opened my eyes but he was gone, vanished. “What’s happening”, I thought “Christoph”, I said to myself. “ You drink way to much”, I even allowed myself a stifled smirk.

Shaking my head and positive of hallucinating I turned and there and as silent as a deserted house he stood. His lips curled back into a wry smile bearing his two pointy canines, a moment later he had his cloak around me blocking my view and we were speeding to somewhere. I didn’t know what was happening and everything went by so fast I couldn’t even open my mouth.

As he set me down a strange intoxicating aroma filled the room. I felt it seeping into my soul and calling me, I was suddenly ravenous with hunger. My stomach lurching in all directions I didn’t know what to do. Frenzied I turned to my captor; he was standing there and just watching in amusement. My eyes fixed on his and he as if knowing that this was going to happen was just standing there calmly. “ How very strange”, he said” how very strange indeed”.  He then stepped aside to reveal a tomb and then opened it, almost instantly I was frenzied every muscle in my body tensed. “Feed”, he told me. Without a second thought I pounced and what seemed to be digging my canines into something and sucking. Although I didn’t mind at all for a warm liquid trickled down my throat and filled me with utmost bliss and satisfaction.

Opening my eyes I saw her, a young maiden of probably 16 lying with a blood strewn neck. I jumped back with horror, and then my captor came bent down and snapped her neck like it was a twig. “To prevent further contamination”, he mumbled. I turned dizzily to face him, I felt my whole body swaying and my vision started to blur. “ Wh…?”

Susanna

“Hey Susze… psssst you ok Susze wake up”, “ ms. Arabella are you all right”. …… The darkness swelled around me and I saw his face it was Chris it was always him but somehow he looked different, his eyes were demonic and cloudy and his mouth had blood around it. His face was turned into a mocking coy expression; I put my hand to my throat instinctively and felt the blood and pain. Turning to look at him he came charging towards me once more and then I screamed.

          My eyes flew open I was breathing heavy and I realized I was sobbing like a deranged woman. Someone placed a hand on my shoulder and I instinctively sung back. “OWW Jeeze Susze that hurt”, came a voice of my best friend Ciana. Then I realized that I was in school darn this can’t be happening, I just made a fool out of myself in front of the whole class and to make matters worse my bio teacher Mrs. Feta was patting me on the back. I didn’t even bother to explain I just got up with as much grace as I could said sorry to Ciana and walked towards the lab exit, damn, damn, damn, I could feel everyone staring at me I swear I was turning red. As soon as I closed the lab door I made a run for the girl’s toilet.

          I washed my face and almost instantly pulled my hand to my neck and no there were no bites. “What the hells wrong with me”, I thought.  Ever since Chris has been absent from school for the past one week I’ve been having the same dream about him being a...a... vampire. “ Woman get a hold of yourself it’s nothing Ahh forget who am I kidding I’m going mad”, I turned around to see Ciana staring at me with one of her what’s up looks. “ Well am I getting an answer or why the hell you elbowed me in the face hmmm”, Ciana probed. Sheesh she can be buggin but what the heck she is my best friend. Sigh “ fine your gonna think I’m a complete psycho-idiot”, Ciana laughed, “ Ha temme somefin I don’t know will ya?” “ok I elbowed you coz I thought you were Chris and I’ve been dreaming about him for the past one week as an evil vampire who was mocking me and sucking blood out o’ me.. There happy”, I replied. “Whoa women calm down talk s-l-o-w-l-y... so lemme get this straight you thought I was Chris and you elbowed me? And you’ve been dreaming about him as a vampire whose sucked your blood?” I nodded “yup your completely crazy or in love with Chris”, Ciana stated.

          Once Ciana convinced me to come back to class and not every one thought I was crazy I was feeling better. I took my place next to John who happened to be Chris’s best friend, ok I was curious so I turned to ask him were Chris was but he was already staring at me.

I looked around to see that most people were staring at me. darn I thought. “ Hey what’s up with yah?”  John asked. “Long story”, came my reply “ so any way where’s Chris haven’t seen him for a week”, “probably wasted somewhere we were at Joes drinking and… hey don’ look at me like that we like drinking a lot it’s not like I asked you to join us… So yah and then Chris was like I gotta pee so I went outside and that’s the last I saw of him and he don’t even pick up his phone… by the way sine when have you noticed Chris eheh?” “Damn John what’s that supposed to mean come on any one would notice someone if they were missing for so long and I yeah sorry I don’ like getting wasted”, I replied. “ Ok… Ok woman clam down”, John shrugged.

          “Ok note to my self never ever ask John for help”, I thought. “ I wonder do I really have feelings for Chris?? We’ve barely ever talked, Chris and me never. Chris is the rocker guy who does everything he wants to and nothing stops him. Oh and me Susanna Arabella… I mean what kinda name’s that?! Every one thinks im the delicate one with perfect eyes and dainty body the one who can’t do anything wrong. Ugh a cheerleader with straight A’s, and when I tell people I like rock music or I wear I studded wrist band people think I’m crazy.

I play the violin wow aint that CLASSIC. Ugh how I can hate myself.

Not to mention the shameful fact im 16 and I’ve never kissed a guy and have only ever had 0 boyfriends. I then came to this school and yah sure enough I was a cheerleader, straight A student and never any accepted any date offers, but I met Ciana and most people talked to most people and that was different than the other schools”.

Susanna… Susanna … MS. ARABELLA! “Huh ...Oh yes Mrs. Feta”, I stumbled… Mrs. Feta shook her head and sighed, “Susanna I think you should go home and rest I’ll inform the board”.

          Aww man now my biology teacher thinks I’ve gone mad just great. “Uhh ok Mrs. Feta… umm bye”. “Was I ever happy to get out of there, what’s happening to me I don’t get this.” Suddenly my heart skipped a beat and I started to feel dizzy and something seemed to be pulling at the hem of my skirt on the left. Barely able to walk I suddenly spun to find myself staring at the east side of Craven’send cemetery. In front of me beyond the fence stood the old William’s family vault, great the one place I would never wish to be alone because of the legend that follows it. According to the legend the William’s were a cursed family, cording to the story James Williams the first made a pact with the devil for eternal life but for a terrible price. James William could never see a drop of sunlight ever again and his only food was the blood from our veins. This very thought made me shudder, but for some very strange reason I was being drawn towards the vault.

          I didn’t want to stay any longer I spun on my heels and fled I kept running I ran all the way till I was at the doorstep at my own house safe and sound or so I thought. My heart felt heavy, but my head was light and spinning around like a tornado. All I wanted then was for everything to stop the dreams, the feeling of dread, and these feelings for Chris. My ears pricked and I heard the door creak behind me, and then almost instantly a hand gasped onto my shoulder, in a flash my mouth flew open into a huge scream and everything around me started to blacken.

Christoph

            My eyes flew open and I sat up with a start my hands digging into the snow around me, I was in the same place where I woke yesterday. The memory came flooding to me at once the young girl se was not more than 16 and I sucked her dry I was… I was a… hell I don’t know what I was I was even worse than a monster. I turned to face the cloaked guy again; the anger pulsed through my each muscle. I gathered myself and clenched my fists “WHAT THE HELL HAVE YOU DONE TO ME!!!” I screamed as I charged at him. He just dodged my punch with ease as if I was nothing and caught me by the cuff of my neck “calm down and sit I shall explain and don not interrupt,” he said.

          “ One week from today I saw you at Pete’s, drinking yourself silly yet I noticed you were somehow different than the rest of your friends. You my son had a very strong aura of independence and justice about yourself. I knew then you would one day become a great person one remembered for a log time. It was then I turned around to find my… my dinner lets say, but I noticed a couple of female vampires heading to Pete’s that’s when I decided to stay and watch. Almost at that moment you decided to go to the bathroom, I hoped they wouldn’t be interested in you but to my remorse they singled you out almost immediately.

          As they came in for the kill I picked you up and fled, but as vampires they did not let you go they followed me and I knew if I didn’t make you into a vampire soon they would kill you. Then I made you into one of us but you were different. Usually the new one would wake in 2 hours and have his first feed and then be told about our rules and stuff. Although you wouldn’t wake up for 24 hours and after that till tonight you would feed and sleep and forget everything,” he recited.

          “ WHAT YOU MADE ME A VAMPIRE JUST TO SAVE ME ARE YOU CRAZY YOU RUINED MY LIFE,” I bellowed at him.

I’m sorry I understand your pain I reacted in the same way when James Williams turned me 300 years ago,” “WHAT your not James then who are you? Are you a William as well?” I questioned. “ No my son I am not I am Charles Edgar Harriot. James found me in 1707 dying and unable to move, I thought he was the angel of death wearing the very same cloak I wear today. He took me under wing and I was ever grateful for this life.

          “YOUR MAD YOU CALL THAT MAN GOOD HE MAD A PACT WITH THE DEVIL,” I panted. To my amusement he just laughed. “ So is that what they say these days, boy your are insolent to believe that rubbish. Let me set you right James, was made by the elders of vampires. They were sent to the world when Christ came as his protectors, but when Christ was crucified they were made to remain here as keepers but not with out a reward. Yes the way we feed is wrong but every 200 year old vampire has an option. They can stay here and eventually after 500 years become an elder or after 200 years make another vampire and pass on their learning and go to the elders and ask for death. We are then reborn for a normal life without remembering what we were before and we are given another chance to redeem our selves… although…,” he said with a sigh. “ There our two council of elders, the other one did make a pact with Lucifer due to anger of what they believed to be abandonment of god.

          Oh yes and another thing the myth about sunlight is a fake, yet most do not venture because of the temptation to eat our fellows oh yes to prevent them to become vampires after they are bitten you must break their necks.” “ You mean I can still go to see everyone wow they’ll think im so cool,” I said “NO YOU MUST NOT!!” he commanded.  “ listen Christoph you are only allowed to tell one person of what you are and it must be one you trust with your life I suggest you wait and yes you may tell also your student, or else you go straight to hell,” Charles sounded serious. “This is were we bid adieu young one my time has come you must eat at least once every night tonight’s meal is on me its lying in the crypt and your powers will come soon enough…,”. He told me. “WAIT WHAT POWERS,” but I was talking to leaves he was gone forever I knew it.

3.

Susanna

          My head felt like a thousand daggers had gone through it, my vision was bleary at first, but as it cleared up I saw Ciana sitting there going through my magazines. “Grooaan…ugh what happened,” I asked “damn woman you scared the heck out of me, when I came to check on you, you just screamed and fainted,” Ciana replied. “What time is it?” I asked. “Umm…let’s see oh yah its about 8:00 at night you’ve been knocked out for 4 hours” Ciana told me. My head was spinning I just wanted to be alone. “Hey Cia I’m real tired thanks a lot for staying by my side but I just wanna sleep I don’t think I’ll be very interesting” I droned sleepily. “ Ok, ok I get the point I’ll see ya tomorrow in school and try not to fall asleep in class ok?” she whispered I just nodded, as I heard the door shut behind her my eyes were heavy with sleep. I tried to fight it but I couldn’t stay awake my eyes just would not cooperate with me.

3. Christoph

          I made my way back to the vault my stomach was churning with hunger and pity for my unsuspecting victim. I felt like I had been doing this for all of my life. My heart sank heavily, I thought of Charles his surreal attraction and wondered what I would become. As I entered the tomb and lifted the coffin all sense of regret left me, I was once again drawn in by the strange intoxication of the girl who lay before me. Without any remorse and only sympathy for my victim sank my teeth into her and dried her out. I felt purely and totally content after that and thought about tomorrow, what should I do? I aint living in cemetery all my life I must go back to my normal life. .

3. CONFRONTATION

Christoph

Ha, how could I act so normal? I make my way calmly through the hall but inside the smell is so tempting it is the like the best cologne, the tastiest morsel, the best daiquiri. I must not let my thoughts slip I must act normal. I told my mom I was at my friends place to get my act together, she was so happy to hear that. I love my mom but at that moment I wanted to suck her dry, it is true I am a monster. “ Chris, Chris”, a name called mine. I looked up to find John starring at me in the face like I was crazy. I wish he wouldn’t stand so close it was making me uncomfortable. “ Hey wassup?” I high fived him. “ Where the hell were you?” he inquired. “Uhh I went to my uncles to cool down I dunno what hit me but I had to leave I’m sorry”, I apologized. “ Yeah what ever so any way you will not believe it but you know that Susanna chick? Yah the perfect one she was asking about you and when I asked her why? Do you like him or some thing she started blushing and then she turned away”, John informed. “Yeah sure whatever, miss R’s here talk later”, I replied. Susanna was always miss. Perfect why would she ever look at a trash head like me? Just out of curiosity I glanced at her to find her staring at me with eyes big bright and full of wonder, oh darn I think she saw me see her look at me she turned away in such a hurry but not before I could see her blush. What could it mean Susanna would never fall for such a loser like me I mean I’m a wasted failure and she, she is perfect. The familiar feeling of intoxication started to sweep over me. My stomach started to growl, but just as it came it left and once again for the first time since I was bitten I felt like a normal high schooler.

                             SUSANNA

          My eyes were out of control I could not help looking in the direction of Chris’s chair hoping he would be there and to my amazement he was there.  “Chris is back” I thought, “yet he’s acting all cool like nothing happened wow I never realized but his shaggy hair looks astounding in the sunlight sweeping low, almost over one eye”. “Oh gosh he’s looking at me what do I do I feel immobilized”, I stumble in my mind. Somehow I manage to turn away.

to be continued.....