The Forgotten Child-Twilight

Chapter 23

CARLISLE'S MASSACRE

I ran with lightning speed away from Christopher and towards my destination... the Shaw Mansion. It took me minutes to arrive in comparison with my journey with Clara.

It was one a.m. and most of the windows were dark like closed eyes upon a sleeping face. The door was locked and bolted but it was simple for me to force the door open. More than simple.

I was tempted to go upstairs to surprise the sleeping occupants, however I heard a noise on the ground floor and decided to investigate.

I walked through opulent and lavish rooms noticing that money was of no exception here. I went through a formal dining room with a huge luxuriant dining table made of cherry wood.

I followed the noise down a flight of stairs that would lead to the kitchen.

Ahhhh...Somebody else besides me was having a late night snack.

In the kitchen, I spied a man in his thirties finishing off what looked like an entire hen. The man was horrifically fat and he was smacking his lips and licking the remains of the hen from his greasy fingers.

I stepped forward and instantly the man noticed me. He shoved away from the table to stand in shock against the kitchen cabinet.

This big oaf seemed to recognize me...for he had a look of horror in his eyes.

Suddenly a dark stain began to spread around his lower midsection and I noticed I small yellow puddle forming around his shoes.

I gave him a venom-filled smile displaying my razor sharp teeth, for I recognized him too.

A glared at the man with my red-glowing eyes as I said, "Horace, it's so lovely to see you again, and I'm looking very forward to having you for dinner."

And then I was upon Horace in an instant draining the fat clod of shite.

However my hunger nor my anger was satiated and I thought to myself, 'I wonder which room is Hortense's?'

I raced upstairs and went from bedroom to bedroom draining the occupants. If somebody tried to run, I simply snapped their neck before they could take another step.

I was reveling in it...this was the most enjoyment I've experienced in ages. And I had to admit it...I loved letting the monster inside me take over and enjoy itself. I was in pure, jubilant ecstasy! Trying to be good is very difficult, but being evil is a snap.

Once my prey was completely taken down, I casually began to walk down the flight downstairs into the main room.

As I walked, I squared my shoulders and straightened my sleeves, and collar, casually wiping away a bit of dust on my jacket. Destroying an entire family in one night was no reason to look like a slouch.

I reached the main room and was about to exit the front door when I heard a sound. I heard breathing and a racing heartbeat.

I sniffed the air and I smelled food...or what some people may refer to as a human.

I turned around and my gaze fell to a thick plush love seat. I eyed the love seat and took a step closer and began laughing maniacally.

"So my fun isn't quite over is it?" I said.

Suddenly a frightened teenage boy around sixteen lept up from behind the love seat and attempted to make a mad dash into the next room.

I caught the teenager instantly...as he had turned his head towards me as he ran, I simply dashed right in front of him and caught him.

He literally ran right into my arms! It was absolutely hilarious!

I began feasting on the boy when I heard someone enter the open front door.

I could hear that the stranger walked with a limp. I heard a clatter and quickly raised my head to see that Christopher had dropped his walking stick on the floor.

I resumed my meal, I was too far gone to be stopped now. I barely felt Christopher's feeble tugs on my arms they were so weak.

"Father," Christopher pleaded to me, "Stop, stop. Please stop now... please!"

I meant to gently shove Christopher away...however I was not in control of my strength at that moment in time.

Christopher went flying through midair, hitting the wall on the other side of the room. Once he slammed against the wall he slid instantly to the floor, shaking his head in an attempt to clear it.

I looked up from my victim to stare at Christopher. I was in shock and horror at what I had just done to my son, I had never struck him before in his entire life.

Suddenly Christopher gazed back at me and his face seemed in deep concentration.

It was then that I noticed it. Instantly, I spied a blonde, handsome, but loathsome vampire holding an unconscious human teenage boy in his grasp.

I realized that Christopher was sending his thoughts into my head...I was literally seeing what Christopher was seeing.

Seeing through my son's eyes, I saw that the teenaged boy began to glow with a soft blue light. I immediately dropped my prey's body to the floor.

The blue light emanating from the teenager became stronger and brighter until it finally fell in upon itself and formed a light blue orb.

The blue orb suddenly surged up and out of the teenager's body and rushed out the door.

Christopher hobbled quickly to the door and gazed into the night sky. I again viewed the world from my son's eyes.

I saw the blue globe swirl into the night sky forming a circle, then it shot up into the dark night losing itself among the many stars overhead.

Christopher looked into my stricken face and said, "Father, I'm sorry but I had to show you that. You needed to know that every time you kill a human that you force their immortal soul to leave their body prematurely.'

Christopher limped closer to me and said, "Every human has the right to lead out their lives naturally...and to die a natural death." He looked up into my eyes and said, "Don't you understand now?"

I couldn't understand anything now. I was beyond shocked and dumbfounded.