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| Fiction: Vampiric Story |
Posted by
Vampiric_Princess on Saturday, July 14, 2001 - 12:27 AM PST
I prowl the night in search for the one thing that can keep me going, the red liquid that contains all the vital life I need in order for me to keep on living in the way in which I do. Exactly 5 months and 5 days ago I embraced my first human, it was the most amazing experience but one I don't think I'll ever do again.
I have never had any intention of ever embracing anyone I didn't think anyone deserved the torment I've lived with for too long. The problem with the immortal life you know it doesn't have an end, you don't know if it will ever stop you have to see it as you're going to live it for all eternity. This one person was so different from every other person I've ever met he was special, he is special. I took it upon myself to make him a prince of the darkness, maybe this was just a selfish act but I could honestly not see myself living out the rest of eternity without him by my side.
He is so much stronger than anyone else I've ever known, so honest, so talented, he's everything the perfect person should be, and that's what he was to me an image of total perfection. Maybe he didn't deserve to be embraced, but he is one of the few who has not started to show any signs of madness since his change has taken place. Most of the new-born go mad within the first year or so when they have realised they have been sentenced to an eternal life of death and anger. He's different though its like he was always meant to be one of the undead, one of the night's soldiers. He enjoys the chase, the hunt, the kill. Also seems perfectly stable with his new environment. He is no longer my embraced, he is my companion, I search the night with him taking advantage of the weak, the vulnerable. He has come to understand that the older he gets the more powerful he will become. Admittedly it is a lot easier for a vampiress to feed, this is due to the plain and simple fact male vessels are a lot easier to seduce, they're the weaker sex, I find I no longer even have a need to dress alluringly. My mind has become my main focus over the years, and realised its not the way you look but how you move that bewitches their simple minds. My look is rather unique for a vampire, if you ever seen me you would think I was totally normal. Too many people have made that mistake though. Many men have followed me up dark streets thinking that I would be easy prey, could they have been more wrong, I don't think so, it's the look of surprise on their face when you've got hold of them and they're unable to move from my strong hold. When I take my nail and run it across their neck opening up their main artery I have done this many times, for his benefit in his younger days. When he was still unable to kill swiftly but he has learnt that very quickly and now if you looked at him through vampiric eyes you would think he had been one of the undead for centuries.
The night I embraced him was not unlike any other night, I had gone out to hunt the new, cool, motionless night. This was one of the very many nights I dressed in what I would say were my vampiric clothes I do when I've only gone out to hunt. I tend to wear a lot of black, every now and again things can get messy, and a young girl walking the streets covered in blood tends to draw attention.
I had decided to take a walk through the park, because even if I couldn't find a worthy vessel I could've always fed on a number of homeless people who slept there every night. Although one of those beggars knew that there was something unnatural about me, there are these mortals who can sense the death that runs through me, luckily the public tend not to listen to these people and reject them from society. I was walking the long path that circled the park, and there he was lying on the grass, I felt myself feeling uneasy. I watched him for close on an hour, he just lay there, he wasn't homeless he had chosen to be there, he lay there looking at the moon. Something I did a lot of when I was mortal and still did now, it calmed me after the kill, its serenity relaxes me.
He stood up and just looked straight into my eyes, it was as though he was seducing me, like he was looking at me is if he was going to decide my fate, which without knowing it he actually has. I felt powerless under his gaze, he actually made me feel powerless, me who's been round for centuries and was stronger than any mortal ever could be, was powerless under one human's gaze.
The only ever person who has had a similar effect on me was a peasant boy I had grown to love when I was still mortal, my parents never approved of him they had wanted me to marry a nobleman. I used to go walking with this boy and make love to him in the fields when no one else was around. I always thought it was him I was meant to be with. It was a year or so after my sire had embraced me; I had run away from him. He was not what I wanted him to be he wasn't what I now know a vampire should be. I had decided to return to the one place I knew, I was wandering through the village in the pitch black on the light of the moon illuminating the ground, back then it was all countryside. I heard that soft voice polluting the air, he was singing to himself, his voice had haunted my soul throughout the past year I had been immortal I had just longed to hear it one more time. He just lay there, a few minutes later he said " Hello Lou," he was the only one that ever called me that back then, as it was seen to be informal and irrespective, but I loved it. He knew I was there he knew it was me, he had sensed my presence. He stood up and looked straight into my eyes, it felt like he was looking into my new dark soul. He knew I was different, that something had changed. Although I hadn't realised it at the time he was dying, he came close to me and softly kissed my neck, and to feel his breath on my skin again was all I could ever want. We made love in that field again like we had done so many times before, he understood that it was the last time, we would ever be together he would ever see me. We lay there for some time just holding each other, when he gently fell asleep I left. I found out he died the next day, he had had a blood disease. Ever since then I haven't been able to erase the thought from my mind that if I had embraced him, then maybe he would never have died maybe he would have been my companion for all of those years I have spent alone.
And at that moment in the park all of these thoughts had run through my brain again, thoughts that have tortured my demonic soul for what seemed like forever. I couldn't help but think that whoever this was, could possibly me that boy from so many years before. He had captured me and I knew from that moment on we'd be together forever. He seemed to be all I had ever wanted, he appeared just like an angel as the moonlight shone across his face.
Within seconds I felt his lips on mine, they were so soft and full of life,
I wanted to taste him. I wanted him. I wanted him to be mine forever and the only way that was possible was for me to embrace him. So that's what eventually happened.
We went to the ruins of a nearby abbey, he told me later that he went there often just to think and watch the moon all night then watch the sun rise. Thanks to me he'll never be able to do that ever again. We sat there for a while pondering the mystery that was each other. He knew there was something different about me, and I still couldn't figure out what it was with him. I have never looked at anyone the way I looked at him that night; I couldn't help myself I had to kiss him, to feel his skin against mine is all I could ever want. We ended up making love to each other on the cool floor of the abbey; I have never experienced anything so intense in all of my existence. I had made my decision I was going to embrace him, but I wanted to ask him first I didn't want to do this then afterwards him hating me for making him what he was to become. I sat with him in the dark and explained what I was, a dark princess who could never die, who had died a long time ago. That if I went ahead with this that he could never return to his mortal life and that he would have to kill the living in order to survive. He could never see his loved ones ever again. But he wanted it, he believed me, he never questioned what I was he just accepted it, it was as though he always knew and didn't care. He wanted it, just as much as me. To spend all eternity with each other is all we wanted. We didn't have long before the sun was about to rise and the last thing I wanted was for me to be eaten alive by its hot rays.
I drove us back to my house, where we were safe from the sun and all other distractions. I went over everything with him one more time before I'd give him my vampiric kiss. I got really close to him I could feel his breath on my cold skin, I looked at the untouched skin which was his neck. I sank my teeth in and felt the warm blood pour into my mouth, in order for me to embrace I had to drain him of as much of his mortal blood as possible, which means until he would no longer be able to survive if I left him. I could feel his life running through me, it felt so good. I then ran the cool blade of a kitchen knife across my wrist I had to replace his blood with mine. He took my hand and covered my wounds with his mouth; this has to be done immediately as otherwise the wound would heal in a matter of seconds. He drank from me, and I could feel myself being drained of what made me what I am. I had to pull away from him, and watch him die his mortal death, see the colour of his skin fade, his teeth extend, his nails grow, him become even more perfect if that was possible. You should've seen his eyes they were the most amazing eyes I had ever seen. He was now total perfection. I had to feed him but didn't have much time until sunrise, I took him out and we found some homeless man sitting on the street I often only feed from these people as a last resort. I usually feed from those who have wronged or those who tend on doing wrong, this is where my powers are my advantage I know when I'm in danger and when someone is interested in trying to harm me. But I was in a rush and had no time to be picky he needed feeding and feed him I did. I had to then get him back he needed to sleep, I let him sleep in my coffin, I know that's so cliché but it just helps me remind myself of what I am and what I will always be. I don't actually sleep that much anymore, all those myths about having to sleep throughout the hours of sunlight are nonsense, no I cant go outside but there are no rules anywhere that say that I have to sleep.
In fact its daytime now, I do a lot of writing during the day, but this day is special I thought I could tell everyone about him, about me, about us. He sleeps as I write this, I often watch him in his silent slumber. He has changed from the first time I seen him in the park, he seems to be a lot happier, it was the sadness in his eyes that had attracted me. He'll be up soon and we'll go hunting together, he'll find the prettiest girl around, and she'll think that he's going to give her the world, he is the most charming vampire I have ever known, He is unlike everything I have ever seen to be true. The love I hold for him is my only weakness; it's the only thing that could ever make me feel vulnerable. My love for him is grows with every day that goes by. If anything were to ever happen to him, I would take my life, for a world with him no longer in it. Is not a world it's a living hell. Every night when we go home and I lye in his arms, I know that no matter what happens, our souls will always be together, they will never leave one another. Now I just sit there looking into his eyes all night, and every night we walk through that park, and make love on the cool floor of that abbey, and always end the evening with a vampiric kiss. We will do this every night for the rest of our immortal lives.
Could people please message me, because i'd appreciate feedback, because i'm being promted to write more, but want honest feedback so if wou wouldnt mind.
Thanks a lot Vampiric Princess
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Re: Vampiric Story
by Anonymous-Coward on Jul 14, 2001 - 04:02 AM
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Very interesting this has taught me much about vampires thnx for it.
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Re: Vampiric Story
by Anonymous-Coward on Jul 14, 2001 - 04:35 AM
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Very impressive!
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Re: Vampiric Story
by Anonymous-Coward on Jul 16, 2001 - 05:27 PM
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Red liquid of vital life? Man, i thought i was the only one who drank strawberry slim-fast and peppermint schnapps mixed.
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