Two mental breakdowns and three days later, I found out that Kro had meant to save my life, to merely heal the wounds. Unfortunately, I’d died before he realized it, and he did something he’d never realized he was even capable of. He’d turned me.
At first, I hated it. I was cared for, taught things, given the best that this tribe had to offer, but I hated it. I thought I’d become a monster, and blamed Kro for everything I could think of. I blamed him for taking away my family. I blamed him for turning me into something I loathed. The worst thing I ever blamed him for, was taking away my salvation.
But the worst thing I’d ever done, was hate him.
Because of that, he blamed himself, and regretted the decision. He did everything he thought he possibly could in an attempt to make it up to me, but nothing had ever seemed to satisfy.
Until he saved me yet again, and I learned exactly what he’d really given me.
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Memory
Short StoryThis is a short story depicting the highlights of Kro's life as seen through the eyes of Teyla as she remembers him. She tells the story of how they met, and how he became a father to her by more than just vampire law. She describes their relationsh...
