Chapter Two

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           We ran. We ran as fast as we could... My lungs were on fire, Mackenzie's were probably about to explode. Mother was up ahead of us, already abandoning us. I could hear the screams from a few of the people that came with us on the hunt behind us. "Run Mackenzie! Don't give up!"  I shout as we round a corner of a destroyed home. Mother screams out, and dashes behind us. I stop dead in my tracks but Mackenzie doesn't notice and keeps running. She runs right into a dhampire.

            "Mackenzie!" I scream as I run towards her. But I already know that I'm took late. The dhampire pins her to the ground and sinks it's ugly teeth into her neck. Her blood swells up and spills out onto the ground. Her screams become quieter, and quieter as her life is drained from her. Bam! The dhampire falls off of her, dead. A bullet, lunged deep into it's skull. I run over to her and fall onto my knees. "No! Don't leave me! You have to stay with me Mack!"  I shake her shoulders violently.

             "I... I... I love... you..." She chokes out as more blood seeps out of her. Her eyes slowly close. I know she's gone... "No!" I scream as I shake her. "Get up Savan!" My Mother shouts as she is running down the road again. I pick up Mackenzie's lifeless body and run down the road after my Mother. "Keep going girls!" I hear someone shout after us, probably whoever shot the dhampire. I hear the screams start to fade behind us, the farther we get from the ruined town. But I know that they'll follow us. Now that they have our scent, they won't leave us alone. Not until we are motionless, bloody corpses like Mackenzie and the others.

             I wake up shaking. The nightmare of Mackenzie's death still fresh in my mind. I sit up and rub my eyes. I'm drenched in sweat. My eyes slowly adjust to the dim lighting in the cave, and I search for Mother. But she is nowhere to be found. "Mother?" I call out as I stand up. "Mom? Where are you?" I say as I start to worry. If a dhampire has found her, she'll be long gone. And that won't be good. My stomach starts to twist with worry. It's not so much that I'm worried about her, or that I'm worried that she's dead. I'm more worried about that the dhampire would have informed the others that it had found humans.

              And that would not be good. "Mother! Come here, we need to start moving!" I shout as I jog towards the opening of the cave. "Mom!" I shout again as I walk out into the sunlight. "Where the hell did she go..." I mutter under my breath.  I bring my hand up to my forehead, to shield my eyes from the imposing light. I can't see anything out there other than barren land, rocks, and the occasional hawk above. "Shit... She left me. Always knew she would once Mackenzie was gone..." I say as I walk back into the cave and grab my rag of a sweater.

                Looks like I'm on my own. I walk out of the cave into the light and search the land one more time before I decide to move on. As I'm walking I think about the stories that my Grandfather used to tell me, back when Mom actually cared about us, and Father was still alive. He told me about a world where vampires were only myths. Where children would dress up like them and other monsters, on one night of the year, and go around to everyone's house and say "Trick Or Treat,". He told me about a place where everyone was equal.

                  Where people went to a thing called 'School' and worked for their food. I remember asking them if it was like how feeders worked for the vampires by supplying them with blood, and in return they got life. He only had laughed at me. He said that it was nothing like that, he said people did it not to survive, although they wouldn't have a house if they didn't. But that they did it because they wanted to, that they wanted their familys to have a good life. He told me how they had things called 'Partys', and that they were things that you went to to dance, listen to music, play games and have fun with friends.

                    I remember wishing as a child that my world would someday be like that, but I know now that that will never happen. My hope of a happy life vanished a long time ago. Now it's only about survival. No happiness, no sorrow... Just survival. I walked for what felt like centuries. I guess I never realised how company effects how you feel. Now that I'm all alone... I'm bored. Like really bored. It probably seems silly, considering that I probably have never known what it felt like to be amused, or to be having fun. But, this... This was the ultimate boredom.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 06, 2012 ⏰

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