Yashmin's POV
Mom, Dad, grandmother and I went into the car. It seem my first kill was actually happening. Even if it wasn't who I wanted it to be. We drove to a forest by the road side. We all got out of the car with intentions of heading deep into it.I wasn't so fond of the idea. As the darkness in the forest was thick although small areas of it was sliced by beams of light.
"Anybody brought a flashlight?", I asked.
Nobody responded. Absolutely no one. It felt as if my question was guilty of a crime it wasn't charge with but everyone around me knew it was guilty. I held my head down.
I watched as my mom eyes started to glow her that pretty oceanic blue and she transformed into a shadame (name of her ghostly form). I waited for grandma and dad to do something special but they choose to continue as they were.
I stumbled as I attempted to walk off into the darkness. Dad looked at mom as if he were saying I told you so.
"Take your shadow form child and make it easier on yourself", advised my mother.
So I did just that. Wait the darkness that was once around me vanished completely. I could see in the forest the way I see everything in daylight. We continued to make our way deep into the forest until we stopped.
I don't know which animals my dad expected to be out at this time of the morning. It was 1:30 for God sakes.
"There", said my dad. "You can hunt that."
I looked in the direction he point and saw a dog."Dad am not eating no dog."
My dad sighs before responding, looking again. I looked and there it was a deer. But what was a deer doing put this hours of the Nighy. Although I must say, I am glad it didn't choose to sleep tonight.
I made my way towards it......slowly and gently but it didn't move. It was like it was injured.
I knee down before it and realized I didn't know what would come next.
"What do I do now?", I asked my dad.
"You must bite into it and drain its blood. But not in that form."
I shifted from being a shadowling in a my human form. I opened my mouth and waited on my fangs but pop out but they did. "How do I get my fangs out", I asked my dad.
"This is really bad. Having a princess vampire who can't get her fangs out", said grandma Jones to dad.
In that same instant the smell of blood dance across my nose. My fangs came down. I look down at the animal fear in its eyes but it didn't matter. I bit down into its leg as order as I could. But blood suppose to taste this bad, I thought to myself as the water liquid fill my mouth.
Within a minute of consuming its blood, I felt something came over me, something I couldn't identify. I looked up from the deer and realized I was seeing everything clearly without the aid of my ghost side and in the distance I could hear dogs barking.
It was so overwhelming I closed my eyes and covered my ears. As soon as it settled I returned to drinking blood from the animal."You can stop now", said my dad. "It is done."
I heard what he said but I didn't want to stop. The blood I once detested, that ran bitter in my throat. Now tasted like good.
"Stop", growled my father at me.
I held up my head and tight my grip on the animal. I felt and heard its bones snap under the pressure of my grip.
Wait what I said to myself.
"It would seem, your daughter has discovered her strength", said my grandma with a proud look on her face.
My mom just stood quietly looking at me.
I glanced down on the deer and then on my father. He looked at me as if it was willing me not to. I attempted to and I thought I had succeeded in defying my father until I realized my opened mouth was resting upon his hand.
"Yash, I said stop!", he shouted at me. I was about to listen then I thought what kind of vampire would that make me submitting to my dad's wishes without a fight.
I looked at him as my lips curled up in a smile.
"Don't you dare ", said my dad.
I shifted slightly and that's when everything went dark.
Yashshauna's POV
I was surprised by the series of events unraveling before me. I have never seen my child openly defy her Dad. And I had never seen my husband raise a hand against his child until today. I thought as I saw Yash on the ground.The way Muron hit her knocked her out cold. He turned to look at me and I waited to meet the gaze of his eyes.
Wait something is happening, "Muron", I shouted. I saw him running towards me but before he could reach me my vision went dark and I was out cold.
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