Darkness Enchanted

Episode O1

'ello. Another new story I decided to write out. Too many weird ideas swimming around my freaky little head.

Basically, this is a vampire love story. Yes, romance! I can't live without romance.

Everyone's doin' vampire stories lately, so I thought 'why not!'

It's different from the typical vampire story though, from what I gathered by reading some on Wattpad and Quizilla. :) I hope you read, though!

Comment & vote if you want me to continue!

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There have been several more reports of vampires in the Tristate area.

It is imperative that you stay inside your homes until the situation has been alleviated.

If you believe you have been in contact with a vampire please contact emergency services right away.

News. Every freaken channel was the news. Vampires this, vampires that. I was getting sick of all this crap.

With a huff, I turned the TV off and slammed the remote down on the coffee table in front of me and leaned back into my couch.

“Irina, come to bed.” I heard my mom’s voice call from the small room we shared.

Although it was only 9PM, there wasn’t much I could do, so I obliged and walked into the room.

“Honey, you look pale. Are you alright?” My mom asked, bustling around me like an annoying mosquito.

I dismissed her concern. “Yeah, mom, I’m fine. I’m just bored out of my mind because we’re not allowed to go outside.”

“I know, but we can’t take any risks right now. At least until the area is clear of the…vampires.” She replied, whispering the last word, almost as if merely uttering the word would curse her.

“That’s stupid. This happens every three days. Why can’t we just live with them or find a damn cure? I’m sick of all this running around and cowering in fear.” I exclaimed, a little louder than I had originally intended.

My mom didn’t look phased by my outburst, though. She had a glint of anger in her eyes as she spoke.

“You didn’t see them when they’re feeding. They haven’t an ounce of humanity left in them. All they want to do is drink blood, regardless of the person they’re destroying in the process. It’s disgusting. I’d rather die than live in peace with them.”

I should have known better than to argue with my mom about the vampires. If it wasn’t for her small stature, I was pretty sure she would be out there right now, a nice big rocket launcher in hand, blowing the crap out of the vampires.

“Alright, I get it.” I surrendered, holding my hands up.

She shot me an empathetic look before turning around and crawling into the single full-sized bed.

“Wash up and go to sleep, honey. Maybe they’ll let us out for a little while tomorrow.”

Somehow, I doubted that.

I went into the tiny, moldy bathroom of our apartment room and quickly brushed my teeth and washed my face before I went back to the lone room of the apartment and crawled into the bed beside my mother.

Vampires. This was the world I lived in. What a great way to spend the last few teenage years of my life, right?

Originally, with vampires came little teenage romance stories. They were supposed to be “undead,” unable to step in the sunlight and have incredible superhuman powers. The vampires of my world, though, were strikingly different.

At first glance, they’d just looks like normal human beings with exceptional looks. It was easy to pass off a vampire as a clean human. But vampires had more than just good looks. People liked calling them the embodiment of the seven deadly sins - wrath,greed,sloth,pride,lust,envy, andgluttony. They killed whoever they could to get what they want and need the most – blood.

They were called brutal, lethal, merciless killing machines, all traces of humanity vanished from their very being.

Apparently, the army, was killing all of the vampires they could come across, and for some reason, that irked me. They were still living, breathing people to me. But like my mom said, I had never seen any of them in action. I had no fuel to feed the fear that most peopled expected me to have.

Regardless, I just wanted to go on with my life. No more vampires, no more living in fear of contracting the disease, just plain, old needing-a-date-for-prom problems was what I wanted most.

With one last look at the unexpected turn my young life had taken, I drifted off into a deep slumber.

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I felt like I had slept for days. A vivid dream filled with colors, blurs and amorphous shapes continued to play around in my mind in an endless loop until a sharp stinging sensation snapped me out of my sleep.

I flicked my eyes open, wondering what that pain was, when it returned again, only as a duller nudge. I couldn’t even pinpoint the location of the sensation.

Confused, I crawled out of bed silently. It was only 4 in the morning, and my mom was still sound asleep.

The pain became a little more escalated as I walked to the bathroom to wash my face, and I realized it was coming from my head.

I flicked the light on and stopped in front of the sink, splashing some water in my face.

I looked up at the mirror to examine myself. A pair of bright purple orbs stared back at me. Was I dreaming? I was pretty sure my eyes were brown the last time I checked.

I picked up my hand and opened my eyes wider to see if someone had slipped on contacts into my eyes while I was asleep, when the sharp pain from before returned tenfold, making me crumple on the ground in pain.

Trying not to wake my mom, I held my tongue and tried to fight back the cries that threatened to escape my throat. Unfortunately, I couldn’t hold it any longer, and I let a few whimpers escape.

The last thing I remember seeing was my mother; a mix of disgust, worry and horror etched into her pretty little face.

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I wonder what would happen if I was a vampire. I'd probably be an idiot and get trapped in a manhole.

Should I continue this story? Y/N