Chapter 1:
Have you ever seen the day light? I haven't, but its my mothers fault. I was born 1400 years ago finally at the teen stage of my life. My mother and father are dead and they died when I was only 40 old. Only a new born at the time, My parents were only 2500 years old. I only just can picture their faces although im unsure if it was them who i picture. They died due to the villagers around us. They don't know why they wanted to hurt us with there pitch forks and touches. I dont even know what they were but i know for sure they weren't one of us. If i came across a villager now id sink my fangs into their necks and suck every essence of their pathetic life. If my fangs would have grown fully at the age of 400 I'd make sure every single one of them will be dried to the bone. Never having to come acorss their blood once more. My mother before she died locked me in a darkroom where my skin glows bright and where daylight can never reach in, In the room there are no doors and windows. theres is nothing but a hole where rats crawl in for me to eat. The best rats are attracted to a smell of blood from a toad and in that room it is covered in it. My mother knew well and how to keep me alive until I can have the strength to get out. But one thing is that I don't think the room was made for me to get out. Being in this room for over 1300 years has isolated me. It hasn't protected me its made me weaker. All i feel and all i have is anger. Anger i can never take out of me.
With half grown fangs the most i could kill is a rodent. My mother never put a light in the room as our skin are bright enough to fill a room. As a monster of the night its strange how we light it up. The walls around me are cold and made of stone. Being in here so long the features of my body continue to grow. My nails over grown, my hair long enough to cocoon my body inside of it for warmth every night. I assume that's all my hair is for. I mean there is no reason to have hair what can you do with it. I used to have clothes for each year i grow. Every pair are dust, flowing through the air never to be worn again. My last pair barley cover me. Falling apart with every breath i take. I sit in the same corner of the room every day and for a while I would cover my self from existence. Left to own mind ive taught myself how to remember every detail of a word or sight.
Right now im sitting here and the smell of blood in lights me. No rats have come through the small hole of days. I'm hungry for blood and I'm hungry for light. I have been for the past 8 years. 8 whole years my lips havnt touched blood. I don't know why the rats haven't come but I smell something more appealing. Iv never smelt anything like it before. Something about the smell gives me strength to live without even tasting it. I could have any things blood but this clearly is something more. All of a sudden right now the smell is the strongest. I push my self up with all my strength, raising my head up to look at the ceiling above me. I started to here a tap, then a scratch..Little sparks of heat flickers down and I prance about trying to catch them. As one lands on my hand it dissolves leaving nothing but smoke. I catch one once more as i yelp in pain. I open my hand as blood drips. the spark of heat that fell didnt dissolve this time. I gazed upon my hand as a piece of the stone which surrounds me is stuck in my hand. My tongue slivered out begging for blood as I smell the blood on my hand. I know it was my blood but my heart beat speed up. As my fangs reached my skin. I go to bite and the celling breaks. I scatter to the conner of the room and hiss. The stone above me cracked and crumbled as i wrap my hair around me. Tje stone fell onto my back pushing me down to the surface. After dust filled the air the the crumbling stopped i opened my eyes. All i felt was bliss until i looked up and was blinded by a strong light likei have never seen. As my eyes adjusted a rat fell down from the light and fell in front of me. I didn't even think I just flared my fangs and crushed it with my hands. The fresh blood of the rat touched my lips as i regained all health i lost. The rat became floppy and lifeless as I sucked every last bit of its life.
I threw it against the wall and I wiped my mouth hungry for more. My senses are stronger and i smell more blood. Im strong enough to push ny self up. Pushing all of the stone off of me. It was as if i was being taken bu the light. I screech in pain as i grab my back in utter pain. I screamed in terror as i fell to the ground. I looked over my shoulder to see blood running across my back. My skin started to crack as small black horns pushed through my broken skin. After the pain faded a rat dropped once more. I pulled it in half with my fangs as i sucked its blood once more. I threw it to the wall as it exploded over me. The light started to pull me up again as i scratched at the stone. I began to climb as the rubble around me rolled. I couldn't give up now I was more hungry then ever. I skided down and scratched my knees as i pushed myself harder and harder. My eyes finally adjusted as i made it to the top. I rolled onto my back as i looked up. The ceiling looked so clear. I put my hand up to reach it and realised it was un touchable. A loud bang came from the sky as my eyes shot open aware of its existence. Something started to fall from it as i pleaded for mercy. It had began to attack me as i covered myself in my hair. My hair started to become heavy what was this type of attack. I pulled my hair away from me as this object fell onto my skin. "Its raining come on let's go already!" A deep voice shouted as i sniffed out in fear. Where is all the light? Was it a lie? Did something scare it away? I stood looking around at my surroundings as I saw big holes all around me and these big yellow metal objects that were digging in to the ground. A rat ran past me and I chased it. I hissed at it and i chased it into the woods. I was so hungry I didn't relise where I was going.
