Walking in the Dark [Down Draft]

Part Three

This time when I woke up I couldn't open my eyes. I didn't even think about opening my eyes. The pain that was coursing through my body made me want to scream out in pure agony. Worse, it made me want to die. All I could think about was the pain. It didn't hurt like fire; no, that would be too easy. I forced myself, painfully, to screw my eyes open, and what I saw when I did instantly filled me with shock.

I was laying down, I knew that, but to see the mouth of someone attached to my wrist made me want to scream.

It was most likely someone who had lost their mind and now believed they were dark lords, or vampires, or some shit like that. The most rediculous thing I'd ever heard was the existance of vampires; so rediculous, in fact, that it made me want to laugh. It just wasn't possible!  Anger coursed through my body and it pained me. I looked at it and instantly a plan was forming in my head. I used my leg to kick him, hard. He went flying to the other side of whatever it was we were in. I got to my feet carefully and automatically stood in ready position. He jumped up and almost, and would have, attacked me if the door to the place hadn't opened and someone stepped inside.

"Can I kill this crazy bitch?" He screamed with a gargly voice. He was calling me crazy!? I wasn't the one sucking the blood out of someone!

"No. You cannot." When crazy started to ask why, the man talking said something before he could speak. "I have told you why."

"But the bitch just kicked me and sent me flying!" He said.

"And why did she kick you? Hey," he said turning to me. "Why did you kick him?" I saw now that this was the one who had killed my family. Learning this pissed me off.

"Because the dumb ass was sucking on my wrist! That's why!" I glared at both of them and silently wondered who the other was. The longer it stayed quiet, the more pissed I became. "Where the hell am I, and what the hell am I doing here?! What why the fuck were you sucking on my wrist?!" I looked at the one who had kidnapped me and narrowed my eyes.

"You possess within you a very bright and strong spirit. Before you insist on me taking you home and leaving you alone, I feel I must explain to you a few things. Yes, indeed, what your kind calls vampires do exist. While we call ourselves something different, the word you best know us by is the word we will use so there is no confusion. Fighting, and winning a battle with a vampire, with a human being the victor, is completely unheard of." He paused here and looked at me, then looked away and studied his hand. "If you became a vampire, just think of all the possibilities! Think of how strong you could be!" He paused again. "That, however, is not the reason I brought you here.

"My superiors have been watching you with a very keen eye, and they recognize what they see. It is not my place to tell you why you are wnated and who you are. That is my superios' place. What I will tell you is that from here on out, your life will never be the same. You will not know the people that you will soon live with, but you will come to know them, and you will come to love them. You will dress differently, speak differently, and act differently once you know who you are because it is your place."

I stood and listened to him. Every word he said I listened to. But I still did not comprehend. How could this have happened to me? What did I do to deserve this? Did I do anything at all? Or was it the lack thereof? Why was I asking so many questions? Why did I have an annoying personality? And serious question: what in the hell was I going to do about this problem? Or could I do anything at all? Probably not.

I didn't want this to happen. I wanted to live with my family, but since I can't do that, could I at least stay with Kay? These people couldn't tell me what to do. No way. I wouldn't let them. I couldn't. "And if I disagree to this?" I asked, trying to find a way out.

"You don't have a choice."