Part 2: Chapter 2
Rosemarie’s Point of View
“What am I supposed to do with this mortal?” I mutter into Drew’s baren study.
How could my own lover lose control and kill an innocent? To be perfectly truthful, he obviously showed an ounce of control or she would have passed. Drew was cruel not to finish her off. He would have been sparing her. Death is certainly preferred to the eternal damnation I suffer.
I wish that I would have saved her, while I had the chance. Now, she has been plagued by the eternal torture I endure. After all, there is not a single way for one to truly end a vampire.
Because of his actions, Natalie Phareson is no more. Her dear mother will never know how she met her demise. Not truly her demise, but nonetheless the end of her life.
She must have awaken by this hour. Surely, the venom has, if nothing else, subsided slightly. At any instant, she may begin the second phase of the transformation, given that the poison has not overcome her body, a highly plausible situation, since Drew left such a cruelly scarce quantity of blood to remain in her veins.
Alas, I must endure those caustic screams that will, surely, erupt from the root cellar, filling every nook and cranny with that agony.
The first phase is easily comparative to the downbeat of a symphony, while impressive, it is merely the beginning of the main event. During the first page, one’s blood changes to the vampiric equivalent, in the process, changing her muscles as well. The second phase seems elementary, after all, all that occurs is your death. The predicament is that the vampiric musculoskeletal and circulatory systems refuse to die.
Vampiric blood defies all reality as mortals assume it to be. If mortals would, for once since the beginning of time, cease to fear, and later hate, anything that differs from them, they may realize that vampiric blood could be utilized as the greatest super-drug ever discovered. When administered in small precise doses, vampiric blood will heal any ailment, wound, and plague. How else did some survive the Black Death? Genetic hardening, I think not!
Because of our blood’s nature to survive, the death that must occur during the second phase is the most dangerous. If passes during the transformation, it is caused by the war between one’s vampiric nature and their weak mortal nature. Your very body is in an incommensurate battle with itself and not-so-metaphorically, tears itself apart piece by piece from the inside out.
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NouvellesScreaming is the last thing I wanted to hear that night. The misery and pure agony still echoes in my memory. No child should be forced to grow accustom to such wails. Or know what torture that causes them. Let alone, remember it. The quaint ocean...
