Blood Lust

Chapter One: The Beginning

I wasn't always like this. Wanting to drink every last drop of blood from your body. Staying up all night and sleeping in the day. I was once a normal teenage boy.

The year was 1944. Five years since World War Two began. I lived in a small city in the state of Pennsylvania. I was only 17 at that time. Once I was old enough, I enlisted in the US Army.

I was then put through boot camp and all the training required in the military. I was then sent to Omaha Beach. So many men where slaughtered by machine guns.

I was so frightened that my body was frozen by my fear, but I used that adrenaline to push my way to the Machine Guns. Me and my platoon neutralized the enemies. Once The US Army conquered Omaha Beach, we counted the bodies of our Allie's and enemies.

I was counting the bodies of the fallen enemies in a bunker. I saw one was still breathing and was trying to tell me something. I put my ear up to him to hear what he was trying to say. He said "Viel Glück" (good luck in German), and bit my neck. The pain was excruciating and I felt a warm liquid dripping down my neck. It was my blood being drank by a vampire.

I couldn't move since my muscles didn't have blood in them. The Nazi soldier then died since his body was dismembered. I laid there, slowly dying. I closed my eyes, feeling my heart stop beating but then I started to feel a burning sensation on my back.

My skin started to burn so I got up and ran to shade. I was confused and stuck my hand out to the sunlight and it began to burn. I then pulled it back and it healed by itself. I knew I couldn't go out in the sunlight so I stayed till nightfall. My hunger grew more and more every second I waited.