I woke up from my body started to heal its self. My bones started to heal and all my DNA cells were being replenished, brought back to life. Then the woman kneeled over me and shoved her wrist to my mouth. I screamed as her blood went from her wrist to my mouth. She then pulled away and snapped my neck. I am now dead.
I woke up and it was dark, you could see the thousands of stars that made the night sky so beautiful. I looked up at the sky and just realised, that the pain was gone. But instead my throat felt like I was swallowing very coarse sand. I rubbed my neck and started to breathe heavy. I got up and still continued to rub my neck wildly, like I had a huge mozzie bite. Then I could see a lights coming from down the road. I watch the came towards me and wave my hands in the air. The car slows down and stops next to me, I was surprised that they could see me. I walk up to the window and I can hear the crunch of my boots on the gravel, I can hear the crickets playing there song that I hear ever so slightly every other night, but tonight it was like I was wearing headphones. I could see the little specks of dirt in the air that floated around me; I could see the tiniest crack on the road. I could smell the colony that the man was wearing in the car; I could smell the water that was up in the clouds. I was thinking all of that and it has only been half a second. The person winds down the window and I can sense he is scared. His heartbeat was fast, he was sweating and he was twitching. “What is wrong?”I ask him and he stutters.
“Yo-your, e-eyes” He says and still continues to twitch. I frown and rip the mirror off of his car and I see my eyes, they are white. I gasp and continue to look at them. I put the mirror back and look at the man. Then I look at his neck, I could see his pulse. I don’t know how or why, but it made me thirst, well more thirst then I am now. I continue to look at his neck and I rip the door off of its hinges and get in the car. The man is of course, terrified. I look him in the eyes and he opens the door and ran out the car. I got out and ran after him, in a second I was in front of him and was holding him to the floor. I lick his neck and my canines extend. It was so painful. But my thirst just overcame the pain. I bite down on his neck and the warm liquid came out in streams. I didn’t know why, but it tasted like heaven, it was like you haven’t drank in hours and you get just a sip of water and it is delicious. The man screamed and moved around rapidly, but surprisingly, it wasn’t hard to keep him still. I continued to drink, and then the man stopped moving. I pulled out of his next and listened for a heartbeat. There was nothing, it was silence. I licked my lips and continued until he was dry. I pulled up and hissed. I got up and used my hand to wipe my mouth. I looked and saw blood, and a lot of it. As soon as I smelt it and licked my hand until there wasn’t any left. I stood up and thought for a minute, well second. Why did I want his blood? Why my smell, strength, speed, sight and hearing all has became inhumanly strong. I thought until it there was only one answer. I was a vampire. I just remembered, when I was attacked, she bit my neck. I was shocked and rushed into things, being me. What will I do, what will Vincent think, will he shut me out, or will he support me? I couldn’t think about that at the moment and ran as fast as my legs would go. I ran and ran and ran and ran, until I got to a small town called ‘Willow Wood’. I stopped running and speed walked into the town and put my hood over my face, so nobody could see my eyes. The own did have people on the streets, mostly drunks. You could smell it on them. I kept making sure my hood was up so nobody could see. I was wearing black leather pants, with a black single and a leather jacket over the top. And I had ankle boots, which had silver studs all over one side. And finally I had brown hair, and when sunlight hit it, it had a reddish highlight to it, and it was in a French braid that went from my forehead, to the side and down. I continued to walk until I got to an alley way. I walked down there and saw an old mattress that was dirty, but it was all that I could sleep on, so I walked over to the mattress and laid down. I tried, and tried, and tried to go to sleep, but I couldn’t. I just wasn’t tired. I could only lay there, with my eyes closed. Then I smelt blood. I jumped up and started to breathe very heavy and wildly. I hissed and ran towards the blood that filled the air like pollution. I ran and ran until I saw a man about the same age as me. He has fallen over and scraped his knee. I walked now towards him and he saw me.
