the Vampire with no fangs

year: -0694 to 2008

Word count (3242)

DEAR DIARY, here I start my journey in short stories to remember. To leave to history.

Year: -0694
The pain, I can't even begin to explain it. My whole body is on fire, thousands of knives stabbing me until I bleed out. Air stuck in my lungs suffocating me. My blood stopped and seemed to disappear in my veins. The unmistakable feeling of being choked as my life is forced from me. My bones are breaking and being put back together. Nothing makes sense anymore. I was supposed to get married next week. I was supposed to have kids. My child will it be ok when I wake up, will it live even if I don't. The feeling cramped in me, causing blood to leave me through my legs. Tears streaming down my face, my body turning ice cold. I can tell my child will not survive she is too weak. To young, too early in my pregnancy. Withering on the ground, a bloody mess, in pain far away from anyone, alone and on the verge of passing out.

Year 1268

I'm lonely, the world has changed so much, Britain exists now, and they are a bunch of assholes. Conquering everything, losing, winning, and yet I'm completely alone. I have yet to run across anyone like me. No one who feeds on humans yet can also eat human food. No one is anything like me, just humans. I don't know how I came to be with super speed and a thirst for blood. But here I am. I've tried dying, and it doesn't work. My soul is gone, my life meaningless. Nothing for me. My daughter died inside me. What should have been my husband was nowhere to be found. Even after looking for him for years and years. Until I found him old and decrepit in his late 70s with grandchildren. When he saw me, he had a heart attack and died. Then the pain started again. The stabbing, the choking, suffocation, tears, and the pain of losing a child all over again even though I wasn't with child at the time. The burning was even more unbearable than the first time. Light flowed through my dried veins, causing them to come to life. When I woke again weeks later, I finally had someone to talk to. Introduced himself as Abithan (Ab-i-than), the archangel, he told me I was gifted him by God. That I was meant for great things. I still don't understand what he was talking about. But yet I got more abilities as he appeared.

Year: 1662

I've been watching him for weeks, tall, blond, pretty blue eyes. And yet, his heart of gold is dying. I feel bad for him. He has saved so many, and he could save so many more. I just need to get closer to him. The only thing that worries me is that someone else has been watching him. Walking home that night, a pair of eyes seems to be watching my movements, I wonder if it's the same person that's been watching the blonde. Rounding the corner to my little countryside motel, the eyes stop. I don't feel them anymore. Opening the door to my room, a hand encloses around my mouth, keeping me from screaming. I try using my strength to get them off of me, but it's not working. I feel human again. As if I remember that.

"If it wants you, it can have you." His voice was rough and deep like he smoked his pipe all day

I tried to scream as I didn't understand what he wanted. What he means. His hand leaves my mouth as he knocks me out. Something seeps through my veins as I sleep. My eyes stayed closed as screams rip through my body, trying to fight off the invader. The door bursts open, and I can hear it rip off the hinges. My eyes still closed, and I heard a faint feminine voice yelling for help. I woke up in the hospital three days later with two voices fighting in my head. A new voice fighting with Abithan. She called herself Rusalka (Rue-sal-ka). She gave me a nice back story of herself before she was forced to take a host. She hunted men. That's the most of what she would tell me as I recovered. And much like Abithan, she gave me abilities as well. Abilities that give me nightmares sometimes.

Year: 1663

I walked alongside Carlisle, the tall blonde doctor from before. He knows little of where I am from and very little of what I am. He is a curious one, for sure. We got close soon after I fully healed from my little escapade. His condition worsens as time goes by. I can hear his heart beat weakening.