Chapter 1

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Being abandon at a young age isn't very fun. Well, not really abandon. More like being taken away. Now what do I have? This small twin bed in which I rarely sleep on. The small bathroom with little warm water. The only one I really have now is Mary-Beth. The only one I actually let in.

Being in this adoption center is both depressing and boring. I haven't been adopted once in the 98 years I have been here. They always go for the younger ones. I am a freak, so why would anyone want to adopt me anyways? I am forever looking 17, but with my more mature features from time and stress the oldest I could look at times could be 27.

It's sad. I could age myself if I wanted to, but if I do that, once it's done I can't reverse it. No matter how old I make myself look, I will still live until I am killed. I would rather live forever looking 17 thank you very much. If I am to ever get adopted, they can't know what I am. They would find out eventually because I wouldn't age. I can't get attached. If I do then I wouldn't be able to let go and that means I would change them or tell them my secret. Then they would asked to be changed. I only know they would ask because someone once caught me feeding and asked me to change them. Instead I knocked them out cold and took off, hoping he wouldn't remember. If it came to that I don't know what I would do.

Currently I am just hovering above my musty twin bed on the third floor of the orphanage. Vampires do have some powers, but none of that ridiculous crap people make up like lazar eyes or flying like superman. We have simple stuff like good strength, speed, hearing, a set of fangs, hovering, and slight mind reading. That's it. It's cool, but sometimes I wish I was still with my family. Dead or alive. Probably dead because it's been almost 350 years.

I only drink animal blood or blood bags from hospitals. I have a few jobs and I volunteer at the local hospital. We good vampires only drink animal blood or we change humans to keep the vampire race going. The vampire council is pretty cool, but can be strict when they have to. The bad vamps will just kill the humans for fun. That is against the vamp law, because if there is to come a day when the humans and vamps need to come together, then we need their trust and they need ours. The bad vamps are also the ones who hide. It is also against the law to tell a human our secret. We can't let the humans know. Not yet. If we did tell a human we would either have to change them afterwards or both you and the human would both be executed.

It is three a.m. and I am bored as fuck. Everyone is a sleep except for Mary-Beth, but I let her have her own time, because I know running an orphanage can be stressful. We vamps have a fetish for reading and art, so I decide to paint an oil landscape of Colorado. I love the scenery with its wide fields and barns. I paint a large home on green hills with horses running in the wind. Yet every beautiful place has its disasters. I make the sky grey with twisters in the distance and that wind that those horses are running through is the start of a natural disaster.

That's what happened to me. Instead of horses it was my family and instead of the wind it was vamps, ready to kill. Destroying anyone or anything in its path. No mercy on anything they come across. I hate those monsters and it's sad to say that I am now one too.

I decide that I want a snack, but not blood. Vampires can eat human food, but we need blood to survive. Whether it's from hospital bags or animals. Blood is blood. Right now I am craving some Reese's mini peanut butter cups.

"Mary-Beth. I'm heading to the all night Speedway. Do you want anything?" I mind link her because I know she'll want a red velvet cupcake. She always does. They are her favorite things besides the ice tea at Rosie's Diner.

"One red velvet cupcake please, even though you probably already know that." She chuckles in her head which makes my head feel funny. It feels like she is laughing inside of my head. We only mind link when it's night so we don't wake anyone up.

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