The Turning of the Tides of Gray
Chalk black. That's how I can describe my immortal soul. Pure black. Sticky, icky, thick, gooey, darkness.
You might think I'm rambling on again eh?
Well I'm not for you see. I am a vampire.
In fact I am a slaying vampire. I slay those pitiful hunters who try to destroy our nector of the woods.
Tell me dear fellow have you ever tasted blood as sweet as a humans upon your tongue? one that would satisfy your
very hunger?
I have.
Hmm? You want to hear my story? how far back would you like me to go hmm? I could go back to the very begining
of my birth after death or I could go to the existance which I once called life that was ripped from my soul before I got
a chance to use it.
Hmm? chances? bah my life never held chances it held risks. do or die situation's son.
Oh very well, I will tell you of my life and then death after life and then life after death eh?
It all started back in december of twelve hundred and eighty two. Back then things were much different. Much, harder
you see.
It was a cold winter's day and I was busily hunting for supper out in the forest for me mum.
I found a nice thick delicious delicate and very mature-aged deer. I pulled the string on my bow aiming the arrow
carefully....then I noticed all the blood around the creature.
I slowly moved closer to investigate what I saw sickened my stomach.
The opposite side of the deer had been completly ripped open as if some beast had attacked it. A large stick held the
deer in it's place.
I turned and ran a few feet away vomiting into the bushes. Then a hauntingly sweet voice made my spine shiver and my
eyes grow wide with fear.
"Don't be frightened child!" the soothing voice said alluringly "Come over here and let me introduce myself."
I turned around with my arrow firmly in my hand and stared shocked. There standing about ten feet away was a young
woman with soft blush on her cheeks her eyes were a crimson red and her hair was a soft tan brown. I gazed upon her
eyes. I seemed so..pulled to this woman, my mind screamed to run away but my legs were obeying the sense of the
pulling. I stopped when I was up closer with her. "My name is Sandranagal." She told me.
"I am B.B.Brawley!" I replied. She smiled sweetly at me and then lowered her hands to my shoulders. Oh when she
touched me it sent my heart racing my mind screamed danger but I was captivated in place. Oh the smell of her was so
strong it was like cherry blossom's invading my sense of smell all at once.
I tried to turn but found myself hopelessly locked like a fool in her stare.
"Come let me give you a kiss." She said.
I tried with all my will to resist but the fate's were against me and I did indeed kiss her.
Then as she kissed me she locked her hands tightly to my shoulders she gave a soft hiss my body screamed with fear
my eyes still locked to her's my mind shouting to get away, oh but I was hopelessly locked in those eyes.. those
beautiful eyes. Then her fangs came out slowly rising larger then canine's sometimes are.
I was frightened out of my wits.
"wh..wh..what do you want from me?" I cried allowed my voice catching in my throat.
"Oh relax....and enjoy!" she whispered softly.
Then her teeth gently sank into my neck and she began draining my life energy away my blood.
I was going to die. I was staring into the face of death and it was beautiful.
I Tried to kick away but finally felt myself becoming light headed. She forced me to drink of her blood and then a new
scream echoed through my mind. The scream that darkness shares when it captures another soul.
After some getting used to. I finally began my own feedings from the innocent humans mainly off spring or young girls
that suited my tastes.
The sweet liquid that I once owned was now mine to drink. hmm? No foolish one I didn't kill for sport I killed because
it was necessary to survive.
Ever since my life after death I vowed to hunt those who killed such like my kind. I began with a simple warlock
hunter. He was a tricky one but he fell neat and proper.
And I am as you see me today, But now I am thirsty....so very thirsty. Hmm? oh my yes where are my manners would
you care to join me for a drink?
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