Hunter ✔

The Blood Feast

There was a spider that lived in the top corner of the livingroom in our house. It had a big web and it would spend most of its time in the same place. Once in a while it would move to eat something on its web and then it would go back to the same spot. At night it would spend hours fixing every detail of its web. One day it rained really hard and water started to drop down from a crack in the roof. The stream of water got stronger and eventually it washed away the web and the spider was washed away with it. The spider thought that he was safe. He thought that nothing would break his web.

He was wrong.

"Hunter! Hunter!" I jerked awake and backed into the corner instinctively. I shook my head and pulled myself together as I saw that it was only Ami. I had lost count on how many times I had been woken up rather violently in the work house.

She placed a plate in front of me with two pieces of bread on it and a glass of water.

After the whipping incident I very easily fell into life at the work house. After some time I managed to build up some of my body fat and muscles again. I was still skinny, but at least I looked human. All of the bite marks had healed, but they left white scars carved all over my body.

I had gone to a few jobs since over the last few months, but none of them were as bad as the first. I found out from Ami that the place they had taken me that first day was what the Harvesting farms looked like.

I never wanted to go to that place again.

That was why I stayed quiet. I managed to observe the different types of vampires that existed in the world. Some liked it when the humans screamed and fought while others wanted you to be quiet. All of them wanted you to act a certain way. You just had to play according to their rules.

It has been two months since I saw Godfrey, Alexander or Estelle which made life at the work station bearable. I started to believe that maybe I would never see them again, but fate had a cruel sense of humor, especially when it came to me.

I was going to turn eighteen in a few days, but I did not see the point in remembering as the day would be just like any other. There would be no time spent with my family or friends, there would be no candles, there would be no "Happy Birthday" song sung perfectly out of tune. I did not want to think that it only meant to me that I was less likely to ever go home again.

I finished my food and lay back against the wall.

"What is your mother like?" Ami sat next to me.

Although I missed my mother terribly I found myself smiling at the thought of her.

"She is amazing. She is beautiful and she is the kindest person I know."

"And your sister? I heard you saying her name in your sleep"

"She is older than I am. She is funny and she doesn't seem scared of anything. She walked miles to trade her own blood for medicine for the village."

"She sounds amazing. I was an only child and my parents died when I was around ten which was when I was picked up by the Vendurians and brought here."

"I am sorry..." I stared at all of the slaves around me. I felt bad for Ami that she had to live this life for so long. She told me that she was nineteen and that meant that she had been a part of this life for nine years. I wondered how she had managed to survive for so long.

"You must miss them terribly?" She gave a small smile as she spoke to me.

"Yeah...I am scared of what my disappearance did to them. All of us were really close."

"I hardly remember my parents. I do remember spending time near a lake. When I close my eyes I try hard to remember the sound of their voices, but I only remember the sound of certain phrases, like, the way my mother would say my name or the way my father would say good night. I hold on to those."