𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 {𝐀 𝐓𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐅𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜} - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐄𝐱𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 [1] ✔️

2. NEW ADDITION

THREE WEEKS HAD PASSED, AND I WAS STILL ADAPTING TO MY newfound vampire existence. My recollections were hazy, but slowly coming back to me. I recalled fleeing from the bikers, Victoria rescuing me, and ultimately transforming me into a vampire to join her in seeking vengeance.

As I stood by the newsstand, my red eyes fixated on the newspaper's headlines. It had become my ritual, my way of keeping track of time. Today, as I glanced at the date, March 11th, 2006, a bitter irony washed over me. The news article detailing the ongoing violence had transformed into my own personal calendar, marking the duration of my existence as a vampire.

As memories began to resurface, I recollected a snippet of my life before Seattle. Before I became a vampire. I vividly remembered dashing out of a house and somehow finding myself on a bus headed there.

The more I pieced together my past, the more inquiries flooded my mind. Why did I flee from that house? Did I have a family waiting for me? Would they be concerned about my disappearance? Why did I choose to run away?

I couldn't shake off the feeling of guilt that washed over me as I pondered these questions. It was as if I had abandoned everything and everyone I once knew, without a second thought. But the memories were still fragmented, and I couldn't grasp the full picture of what had led me to that moment.

Victoria had been created additional newborn vampires for her army, and I had encounter a few existing ones. One of them was Diego, with his thick, curly black hair, full lips, wide red eyes, and a faint olive tone to his vampire skin. He stood at around six feet tall, lean yet muscular, his features enhanced by the transformation. His scent was sweeter than the others, with a hint of spice. Diego excelled in control and discipline, tasked with managing the wilder newborns due to his intelligence and careful nature.

Another vampire I met was Fred, a tall man standing at six foot two, with thick, curly blond hair, broad shoulders, and a muscular build. He appeared older than most of the others, earning the nickname "Freaky Fred" that made everyone avoid him. Everyone except for me, which surprised many of the newborns. Despite all of this, I couldn't deny his striking handsomeness compared to the rest. Fred had a scientific approach to things and displayed high intelligence.

Lastly, there was Raoul, a vampire standing at around five foot ten, with a wiry yet muscular physique and black hair. His imposing figure intimidated the other vampires within the army. Raoul was a merciless and highly competitive individual, known for his explosive temper. Many vampires feared him, but I was not one of them. He had a deluded belief that he was the most important member of the army, disregarding the fact that Victoria had appointed me as her third-in-command long before his arrival.

It goes without saying that Raoul was my least favorite among them all.

Raoul's arrogance and constant need for validation grated on my nerves. He constantly challenged my authority and undermined my decisions, believing that he was more deserving of the position I held. His reckless behavior and disregard for the safety of others made him a liability, and I often found myself having to clean up the messes he created.

Amongst the ranks of the army, there existed female vampires as well. One of them was Kristie, and she possessed a rather unpleasant demeanor. There was simply no other way to describe her. Just like the rest of us, she had sandy blonde hair and striking red eyes. Within the army, she had formed her own "small coven," similar to Raoul's. However, their relationship was far from amicable, as they openly displayed hostility towards each other, making them sworn enemies. Essentially, if you sided with Raoul, Kristie became your adversary, and vice versa.

Jen, on the other hand, was Kristie's closest colleague, and she was even worse than Kristie herself. Unlike her friend, Jen's hair was a deep, almost sinister shade of golden brown, which perfectly matched her cold and calculating personality. Her piercing red eyes held a glint of malice, and her sharp, angular features seemed to be etched with a permanent scowl. While Kristie possessed an unpleasant demeanor, Jen took it to a whole new level.