The first of my kind

How he was wrong(1)

2014
How he was wrong; he had got the completely wrong idea about everything. If he ever knew what I was he would never speak to me again. He told me to explain my self so that's where we start.

1000 years ago a family who had 4 brothers and one sister where living happily with their mother and father in the deepest part of the mountains. One summer's day, one of the young brothers came rushing home, screaming and shouting "MOTHER! MOTHER!" Their mother raced towards the sound of her son's panicked voice but when she finally reached her beloved son she collapsed to the ground in shock. The young boy's devilish eyes began to fill with a clear liquid and before he knew it a waterfall cascaded down his face. His mother looked upon him as the boy began to stutter his words... "Mother it was those beasts, we were only trying to watch them turn." The boy's mother tried to reply but nothing came from her silenced mind. She sat there in horror and as she told the young boy to run inside to his brothers and sister.
Their father sprinted towards the mother and peered over her shoulder to find their dead son. He was smothered in blood and his clothes were ripped apart. She turned around and spoke "It was those beasts!" my father rushed inside and looked at me disappointingly and the a sharp back of his hand around my face. Father never forgave me that day, and I never forgave myself.
Days passed, and my father raged war against the brutal creatures. Fearing for my family's life my mother made an instantaneous decision... then suddenly, everything went blank.
My brothers, sister and I woke up with an intense light shining in our eyes. Our mother stood upon us, as all of my siblings and I watched her pierce a razor sharp blade through the abdomen of the fearful women. I watched one by one, my siblings eyes turned blood shot and their fear disappear.
The blood smothered our faces and one by one we rose as if we were rising from the dead. A whole new life was created for us that day, and we changed our lives for good. It wasn't good that came from our new change, but blood, murder and hunger.
This was the day my family became the original vampires.

1905:
Many years had passed since my siblings and I became the thought to be devils of the Earth. My brother and sister came with me that day to flee our mother and father but the others who remain lay daggered in a coffin. Dead they are not but resting until I wake them. When are enemies come for us they shall rise and fight or they drown in the blood of innocents amongst the battle field.As my brother,sister and I know, this is all the family we have got left.

New Orleans, 1964:
We built a city full mysteries and life. We lived in what I called French Quarters. We had power and everything we ever wanted, but soon that was all taken away from us again.
My father hunted us down and soon enough we were driven out of our home once more.
But this was not the end, this was the beginning.

2014
He was so wrong, he had got the completely wrong idea. He still hadn't clicked on to what I was. He ask me to carry on with my story, so I did.

1979
I discovered a hidden secret which had been buried under lie after lie. My father, wasn't my father. I sat for days hidden in the shadows, my siblings curious as if I was going to retaliate. Well they weren't wrong I made my way through town and cities leaving trails of corpses along coast lines. My siblings chased me, cleaning up the chaos I had created. Soon enough I had come to terms with the news and searched for 'my father'. I wanted to destroy him for good!
The search began!

I searched for years for,well that's it I don't know what to call him anymore? He wasn't my father and my mother well she wasn't exactly perfect either. All I had left was my siblings but they didn't understand the pain I was going through. They knew that father wasn't my real father but what they didn't know that darkness and anger that began to take over my body like a disease. I couldn't control it, I couldn't control me! I decided to make a difficult decision to run away from myself and by doing this is know that I will become one with the beast that lies within me.

1985, The Misty Mountains and who I had become:

I found my true self within me, I had become one with the blood sucker and one with the beast. I was not just a blood thirsty vampire, but half wolf too. I'm a hybrid. The vampire that I am, brings the blood sucking murderer alive and the wolf makes me free and wild. I'm still a killer and I will never change.
2014
Now he knows the truth and who I really am. He sat there and stared at me as if I was some sort of outsider and that I wasn't normal. I wasn't normal. I was far for normal, I was a Hybrid, and I was the only one of my kind.