Chapter- 4 Dark beginning
(Masons P.o.v)
I lay on the cold floor of my parent's basement. My muscles feel as if they have been stretched, and my throat feels as if someone lit little fire in it , and let it continue burning causing me so much pain. My mouth is dry, but I don't thirst for water, my stomach is empty but I don't want food. Is this what death feels like? I slowly lift my body, my arms barely supporting my weight. I make my way up the steep wooden steeps using the rail on the side of the wall for support. When I open up the door leading into the kitchen I see my mother dead by the fridge. Her neck was cut and her blood was all over the floor. I should be repulsed by the sight, but it looks appealing to me. The next thing I know I feel hot life flowing down my throat making all the pain goes away. I let go of my mother's neck, I can't believe I just did that... what am I...
"Mason?" I hear my father’s deep voice come from behind me.
I turn around and look at him, his eyes are full of fear and I can hear his heart beating. As I get closer to him I can hear it beating faster and faster.
"Stay away from me! You aren't my son!--" When I get close enough I can't stop myself. I see his blood moving through his veins and I bite onto his neck.
I feel blood all over my face; I walk into the bathroom and look at myself. I stare back into the blood red eyes of a stranger. My dark black hair is now shinier. I sound like a three year old but that's the only way I can describe it. My eyes are sharp, they look as if they could kill, and with them being red I would imagine I look pretty demonic. My skin is a soft pale color, and my lips are red with blood. I'm a monster; I killed my own family and took their blood. I take a cloth and wipe my face off.
"Oh dear, you made such a mess young man." I quickly turn around and see a grey creature looking up at me. His eyes are red like mine, but they seem to reflect years of memories and wisdom in them. His body isn't human; it looks more like a gargoyle than anything else.
"Wh-who are you?" I ask, my voice stuttering.
"I'm Apollo, your demon." His voice is old. Sounds almost like my grandpas now that I think of it.
"My what?" this thing is seriously confusing me now.
"Your demon, I came a little late. My job is to make sure you don't make a mess, and as it seems you have made a HUGE one."
"Umm, if you don't mind me saying, it's not completely my fault you know? It just sort of happened." I look at the floor; my heart is heavy with guilt.
"I know, I know. Just let's get your cloths, and we can leave."
"I'm not going anywhere till I find out what I am!" I yell clenching my fists tight.
"No get upset boy."
"No need to get upset! I killed my parents! Now you're here, and I want some damn answers!" I can feel my face getting red with anger.
"Boy! You will not talk to me like this! I am here to help you! I could just as easily walk out the way I came! You can do this on your own if you wish!?!"
He was right... I can't do this on my own. "Please tell me what I am."
"You’re a vampire, you drink blood, and you live in the shadows, no one will ever know your name, and you will never be happy again. Does that work for you?" He says harshly. I just nod and I follow Apollo to my new life... As a vampire... and as a monster...
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Sorry it’s not long. I couldn't write to much from his point of view.
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