They're coming.

Chapter 3

After 3 hours of laying on the floor in agony, James found the will to move . He slowly crawled to the nearest wall and propped himself in a sitting position, ignoring the waves of pain pulsing through his body.

James realised that even though he was becoming a monster, a ruthless predator that lurks in the darkness, he didn't feel sad like he should and he definitely wasn't wishing for death. He realised that the only thing that he could feel was rage. Pure animalistic rage and he knew that he would stop at nothing to make sure that he killed the person responsible.

James was sure that the pain was stopping, he knew that the change was nearly complete. He was nearly one of them. A twisted scream that was full of anger and pain tore through his body as a surge of pain shot through him causing him to black out.

When James woke up light was flooding through the windows. James groaned as the memories of the night came flooding back, no matter how hard he tried he'd never be able to forget.James's muscles screamed in protest as he dragged himself up and stumbled through to look at a mirror, he had exactly the same green eyes and long brown hair but his skin was so pale it was almost white and his lips had turned blood red. As he looked at himself in the mirror he noticed that he was hungry so he ran into the kitchen desperate for food.

After pigging out on everything he could find he was still hungry. James sighed and decided that he wanted to try and live a normal life until he figured out who he had to kill. James decided that the best way to be normal was to go to school.

As James was putting his uniform on he started wondering what other abilities he had so he hesitantly punched the wall, he was expecting pain but was surprised when his hand went through the wall. James pulled it out in shock, although it felt wrong James was starting to enjoy some of the perks of being a vampire, just thinking that made his conscience scream at him " you're a savage monster that belongs in hell!". James started to feel bad about what he was but then a new voice piped up in his head " don't listen to it, this is a gift, a new start... A new life" up until that point James hadn't thought about it like that... A new life, a fresh start. Both of the voices where starting to give James a headache so he blocked out the one telling him he was a monster and told himself that if he was going to be a vampire he mays well try and enjoy himself .

James began the once tedious and boring walk to his school but this time he found it exciting, he wasn't sure if it was because he was a vampire or because he hadn't been to school in weeks. He was really looking forward to going back and being normal.

James's school had been built in the 80s, he was sure that back in the day his school was state of the art, top of the line place but now the wood on the front of the school was turning green and rotting and most of the windows had cracks or where boarded up. The school itself was mostly just single story and was split Into different blocks, everyone knew it was a dump but you could say it had 'character'.

James's first lesson was history... James hated history. His teacher was a fat middle age bald man called mr. Harris, he hated everyone but had a grudge against James for that time that he threw a chair at him.

"Alright class calm down...I SAID CALM DOWN!" ... Great he was in a bad mood " now welcome back" he said in his thick Scottish accent "as you're year 11 you're expected to settle back in quickly,you all know this..." James mumbled something under his breath "well" mr Harris said "apparently everyone knows it accept James here, isn't that right James?"

James mumbled something, he always mumbled because whenever

He said anything mr Harris dished out a punishment.

Mr Harris was now pacing in front of James "I said...ISN'T THAT RIGHT JAMES?" James stared at The balding man "WELL?" He screamed "yes?no?whatever" james shouted back,surprised by his own confidence.

Mr Harris had turned red by this point, he had his hands placed on James's desk and he had his face like 2 inches from James's. this guy had serious personal space issues and to make it worse his breath smelled terrible a mix of fish and alcohol.

"Don't get mouthy to me James" he said, trying to sound threatening. James almost kept quiet but the voice in his head told him to speak up. James stood up " or what you pathetic old man?" Mr Harris's eyes bulged "what did you say?" He said walking up to James and trying to intimidate him which is hard when he was a full 6 inches shorter " I said you're a pathetic waste of a man" James replied, he wasn't sure what he was saying until he said it. He felt bad but then mr Harris crossed the line " your even more pathetic than your no good father" he sneered " now get out" James was shuddering with rage as he walked to the door but instead of leaving he locked the door, and turned around.

Mr Harris cockily gave James a little push " what tough guy you want detention?"

James turned to the class " get out now!" He shouted. Nobody moved. They had been warned, little did they know that James was fighting the urge to kill.

"Right I've had enough" mr Harris said as he grabbed James's arm the voice in his head spoke and before he knew it mr Harris was the other side if the room sprawled against the wall.

James could hear murmurs of " how did he..." And " did you see..."

James head fell forward, he was breathing heavily, then mr Harris stood up, much less confident than before " oh you're going to get expelled for this" he threatened, James's head cocked slightly at hearing this then he looked up.

His green eyes where gone, his eyes where blood red with specs of silver and black around the iris. James looked at mr Harris and made a noise in his throat that had no hint of humanity. James opened his mouth and hissed, his teeth where all pointed, 2 either side of his mouth where longer and sharper, they where gently serrated. James was gone and in his place stood a killing machine.

James pounced and tackled mr Harris to the ground. He ended up on top of him, with his arms pinned. James was fuelled by hunger and predatory instinct. James bit hard into his neck and started drinking. James was surprised at his first taste of blood, it was sweet and it made him go into a frenzy, James bit even harder and hungrily drank. Everyone was screaming behind him and mr Harris was making a weird chocking screaming noise as the life was drained from him.

when James had finished, he stared down at mr Harris's lifeless body then up at the cowering students... " who's next?

James killed all 28 people in that room, in cold blood. They didn't deserve it, they where just in the wrong place at the wrong time.

James didn't know what to do as he smashed through the window and started running away from the school. Alls he knew is that he had to get as far away as possible.

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Woo chapter 3 is finally here, so if it was a long wait, was it a long wait? I don't know but I hope it was worth the wait... AND JAMES :o WHAT AN UNEXPECTED TURN OF EVENTS!! :p I'd like to say thanks to the people that actually LIKE this book For some strange reason