::A mute human at an all vampire boarding school? That's..... kinda weird. [Prologue]::
Chapter 11 : A mute human at an all vampire boarding school? That's..... kinda weird. {10}
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~~~Chapter 10: The rules of being a vampire~~~
I planted myself down on the toilet (after I put the lid down, of course) and locked the door.
Okay. I muttered to myself as I settled down and dug up Seth's journal.
It was kind of weird.
Seth's life was like a really tragic book. A really good book that got me worked up because I knew that it was true.....
Anyway, I flipped open to the page I left off from.
Thursday 14, 1808
I actually woke up a weak after the incident.
I couldn't remember much though, and I was glad I couldn't.
The first pair of eyes to lay on me was my father's ink black ones.
"How do you feel?" He had asked me. Truthfully, I felt just fine. That awful memory kept popping up in little scenes in my head, but other than that, I was just fine.
I had nodded towards him and sat up, but my father kept on looking at me very warily.
"What is it?" I asked. He seemed truly bothered by something.
"Son? Do you remember what your normal eye color is?" He suddenly questioned me.
"Blue, I think. Why?"
He paced by me and took a small mirror from the small dresser beside me, holding it up to my face.
I couldn't believe my eyes!!! The very eyes that had haunted me before and on my death were staring me right in the face.
Before I could really think about what I felt, my hand went forward with blinding speed that even frightened me, and crushed the mirror into millions of glittering glass pieces.
I could hear a hiss rip through the air as I stared at the shattered remnants of the mirror, only to realize seconds later that it was coming from my throat.
I stopped abruptly and my face fell into darkness.
"I'm..... I'm a vampire, aren't I?" I said. I sounded dead at the time.
"Yes." My father murmured remorsefully.
My jaw clenched and my fangs snapped together.
Then I looked up at my father with a new question in my eyes.
"Why did that vampire have green eyes? I'm sure that's not normal. And why do I?"
My father hesitated at first and fire seemed to burn in his ink black eyes. "That vampire," He started, basically spitting out the fact that who attacked me was a vampire. "That vampire is our family's enemy. Our families have been enemies for quite a while. 1000's of years, maybe. I wasn't exactly there when it happened, my father was. But...... But that vampire was what we call "Gifted." In that vampire's case I would call him "Cursed"."
That's when my father told me about the Taylors --- our neighboring vampire family. Our enemies. My father isn't even sure of how that came to pass. We were all just enemies, for over thousands of years. I think even back to the Bible times, maybe. It's hard to keep track.
First thing: that you should now about vampires is --- it hurts as all hell to be bitten from them. Basically, when you are bitten, you remember ever single taring rip of membrane from your flesh, but not much of your human life before that. Your personality does not change either. You stay the same as you are, but your personality does suddenly flip like a switch into a gruesome and angry monster when you're thirsty --- then you flip back into your normal skin. When bitten, you don't really realize when you're a vampire until you either, look in a mirror, or if you discover your frightening instinct. Other than that, it's not a painful process..... only when you're getting bitten. That's painful.
Second thing: once you are transformed into a vampire, even if you had a different look and eye color, you'll always end up being pale, cold, and have ink black eyes. Of course, every vampire's eyes turn red when they haven't fed recently.
Third thing: Vampires think very highly of themselves. They believe that they are worth so much more than humans, and that they shouldn't be the ones in hiding. The vampires that mostly think that are what we call 'pure-bloods' or pure in vampire blood --- without any human blood in them. Pure-bloods are decendents of the ancients, a timeline that has been excelerating long through history with a multitude of vampires. No half-breeds like me, and no vampires who were once human then turned, also like me. When a female vampire and a male vampire.... mate..... they have a vampire child. A baby. That baby grows until a certain age, usually depending on the child. The vampire grows just like a normal human child. Not normal, really, because the child is very immature and is always thirsty. They usually attack humans often instead of taking the blood provided for them. Most vampire families use animals as their feed.
Fourth thing: A "Cursed" of "Gifted" vampire. Whatever you want to call it. I'm cursed anyway. But, there is only one born in a vampire family. And, despite the rules of how a vampire is suppose to look, there eye colors are different colors depending on what kind of 'curse' they get. Even if, when you were human, and your eye color was blue, if you get a 'curse' or 'gift' then your eyes will change to green or purple or any other strange and erie bright color. Sometimes you get the power from within yourself right when you're changed. Other times, when the vampire that bites you is the one with the 'curse' you get their power. Their eye color as well.
Fifth thing: You are a slave to the vampire that bites you forever.
And there is my extremely long list on vampires. I've learned many things over the years about the monsters that I soccumbed to. That I am.
If you didn't understand me before, I'll say it again; Your whole life changes when a vampire bites you.
I've noticed that Seth uses that a lot in his journal. "Your whole life changes when a vampire bites you." With all that I've read so far, that was definitely true. So Seth is able to read minds. Because he was bitten by a vampire that was able to read minds. And....... slave?
I was about to read more when something slammed against the bathroom door, making me jump at least a foot in the air.
I gripped the journal on instinct to my chest as I stared at the door.
It was kind of like in those cartoons, where somebody slams someone into a window or a door, then that person would slide down very slowly with a little squeaking sound. Just like in the cartoons, I heard that same slam then slow squeak as whoever got slammed against the door slid down.
I saw strands of black hair peek out at me from under the door. It was gone in a second and I started to hear yelling.
"Stop getting so worked up Seth!!"
There was shattering of glass that seemed to echo through the dorm.
"Leave her ALONE!!!!" I heard Seth growl, rather loudly.
There was an evil laugh from behind the door. I stuffed the journal into the bottom of my bag, then stuffed my bag under the sink, way in the back behind the bags of toilet paper so nobody could see it.
I got up and leaned my ear against the door.
"You can't expect to have her human for long Seth." One of the twins hissed.
Somehow, this little brotherly tussle had turned into an argument? We weren't mad for real.
"Ally!" One of the twins suddenly called my name. For some reason it made me really scared. "Come on out Ally. We want to show you something."
"NO!!" Seth snapped back, making the door vibrate by his loudness. "Don't come out Allison! Stay in there!" There must be something wrong. Seth has never panicked like this before. He's never said my full name either.
Seth?
"You can't keep her!!!" One of the twins suddenly roared. "She isn't yours!!!"
"If you want her so bad, Seth, bite her!!!" The other twin added with that same enraged tone.
My heart stopped as I thought about what I just read. Bite? No......
"No!!! Allison! Stay there!!"
Suddenly Seth howled in pain.
Before I could think about what I was doing, I tore the door open as fast as I could and found myself seeing a scene of Matt and Mikey going against Seth who was now held cornered against the wall.
All of them had fangs growing out of there mouth. And..... both the twins had crimson colored eyes.
They snapped their heads up to look at me.
Their eyes widened hungrily as they looked me over.
Then...... Seth went at them with bared fangs.
I didn't want anyone to be hurt. Anyone.
I was so stupid. What I did next was so idiotic.
I put myself in the way of Seth's fangs and the hungry twins.
Okay. I muttered to myself as I settled down and dug up Seth's journal.
It was kind of weird.
Seth's life was like a really tragic book. A really good book that got me worked up because I knew that it was true.....
Anyway, I flipped open to the page I left off from.
Thursday 14, 1808
I actually woke up a weak after the incident.
I couldn't remember much though, and I was glad I couldn't.
The first pair of eyes to lay on me was my father's ink black ones.
"How do you feel?" He had asked me. Truthfully, I felt just fine. That awful memory kept popping up in little scenes in my head, but other than that, I was just fine.
I had nodded towards him and sat up, but my father kept on looking at me very warily.
"What is it?" I asked. He seemed truly bothered by something.
"Son? Do you remember what your normal eye color is?" He suddenly questioned me.
"Blue, I think. Why?"
He paced by me and took a small mirror from the small dresser beside me, holding it up to my face.
I couldn't believe my eyes!!! The very eyes that had haunted me before and on my death were staring me right in the face.
Before I could really think about what I felt, my hand went forward with blinding speed that even frightened me, and crushed the mirror into millions of glittering glass pieces.
I could hear a hiss rip through the air as I stared at the shattered remnants of the mirror, only to realize seconds later that it was coming from my throat.
I stopped abruptly and my face fell into darkness.
"I'm..... I'm a vampire, aren't I?" I said. I sounded dead at the time.
"Yes." My father murmured remorsefully.
My jaw clenched and my fangs snapped together.
Then I looked up at my father with a new question in my eyes.
"Why did that vampire have green eyes? I'm sure that's not normal. And why do I?"
My father hesitated at first and fire seemed to burn in his ink black eyes. "That vampire," He started, basically spitting out the fact that who attacked me was a vampire. "That vampire is our family's enemy. Our families have been enemies for quite a while. 1000's of years, maybe. I wasn't exactly there when it happened, my father was. But...... But that vampire was what we call "Gifted." In that vampire's case I would call him "Cursed"."
That's when my father told me about the Taylors --- our neighboring vampire family. Our enemies. My father isn't even sure of how that came to pass. We were all just enemies, for over thousands of years. I think even back to the Bible times, maybe. It's hard to keep track.
First thing: that you should now about vampires is --- it hurts as all hell to be bitten from them. Basically, when you are bitten, you remember ever single taring rip of membrane from your flesh, but not much of your human life before that. Your personality does not change either. You stay the same as you are, but your personality does suddenly flip like a switch into a gruesome and angry monster when you're thirsty --- then you flip back into your normal skin. When bitten, you don't really realize when you're a vampire until you either, look in a mirror, or if you discover your frightening instinct. Other than that, it's not a painful process..... only when you're getting bitten. That's painful.
Second thing: once you are transformed into a vampire, even if you had a different look and eye color, you'll always end up being pale, cold, and have ink black eyes. Of course, every vampire's eyes turn red when they haven't fed recently.
Third thing: Vampires think very highly of themselves. They believe that they are worth so much more than humans, and that they shouldn't be the ones in hiding. The vampires that mostly think that are what we call 'pure-bloods' or pure in vampire blood --- without any human blood in them. Pure-bloods are decendents of the ancients, a timeline that has been excelerating long through history with a multitude of vampires. No half-breeds like me, and no vampires who were once human then turned, also like me. When a female vampire and a male vampire.... mate..... they have a vampire child. A baby. That baby grows until a certain age, usually depending on the child. The vampire grows just like a normal human child. Not normal, really, because the child is very immature and is always thirsty. They usually attack humans often instead of taking the blood provided for them. Most vampire families use animals as their feed.
Fourth thing: A "Cursed" of "Gifted" vampire. Whatever you want to call it. I'm cursed anyway. But, there is only one born in a vampire family. And, despite the rules of how a vampire is suppose to look, there eye colors are different colors depending on what kind of 'curse' they get. Even if, when you were human, and your eye color was blue, if you get a 'curse' or 'gift' then your eyes will change to green or purple or any other strange and erie bright color. Sometimes you get the power from within yourself right when you're changed. Other times, when the vampire that bites you is the one with the 'curse' you get their power. Their eye color as well.
Fifth thing: You are a slave to the vampire that bites you forever.
And there is my extremely long list on vampires. I've learned many things over the years about the monsters that I soccumbed to. That I am.
If you didn't understand me before, I'll say it again; Your whole life changes when a vampire bites you.
I've noticed that Seth uses that a lot in his journal. "Your whole life changes when a vampire bites you." With all that I've read so far, that was definitely true. So Seth is able to read minds. Because he was bitten by a vampire that was able to read minds. And....... slave?
I was about to read more when something slammed against the bathroom door, making me jump at least a foot in the air.
I gripped the journal on instinct to my chest as I stared at the door.
It was kind of like in those cartoons, where somebody slams someone into a window or a door, then that person would slide down very slowly with a little squeaking sound. Just like in the cartoons, I heard that same slam then slow squeak as whoever got slammed against the door slid down.
I saw strands of black hair peek out at me from under the door. It was gone in a second and I started to hear yelling.
"Stop getting so worked up Seth!!"
There was shattering of glass that seemed to echo through the dorm.
"Leave her ALONE!!!!" I heard Seth growl, rather loudly.
There was an evil laugh from behind the door. I stuffed the journal into the bottom of my bag, then stuffed my bag under the sink, way in the back behind the bags of toilet paper so nobody could see it.
I got up and leaned my ear against the door.
"You can't expect to have her human for long Seth." One of the twins hissed.
Somehow, this little brotherly tussle had turned into an argument? We weren't mad for real.
"Ally!" One of the twins suddenly called my name. For some reason it made me really scared. "Come on out Ally. We want to show you something."
"NO!!" Seth snapped back, making the door vibrate by his loudness. "Don't come out Allison! Stay in there!" There must be something wrong. Seth has never panicked like this before. He's never said my full name either.
Seth?
"You can't keep her!!!" One of the twins suddenly roared. "She isn't yours!!!"
"If you want her so bad, Seth, bite her!!!" The other twin added with that same enraged tone.
My heart stopped as I thought about what I just read. Bite? No......
"No!!! Allison! Stay there!!"
Suddenly Seth howled in pain.
Before I could think about what I was doing, I tore the door open as fast as I could and found myself seeing a scene of Matt and Mikey going against Seth who was now held cornered against the wall.
All of them had fangs growing out of there mouth. And..... both the twins had crimson colored eyes.
They snapped their heads up to look at me.
Their eyes widened hungrily as they looked me over.
Then...... Seth went at them with bared fangs.
I didn't want anyone to be hurt. Anyone.
I was so stupid. What I did next was so idiotic.
I put myself in the way of Seth's fangs and the hungry twins.
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