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Greetings I am the Vampire Ivy welcome to my Sanctuary. Sign up for a Free email account, play the Dark Alleyway Vampire Game search for more cool Vampire sites or visit the Vampire shop. And with introductions exhausted now I shall tell you the story of the Vampire Ivy. It was an exceptionally cold Halloween and I was closing the last set of the Haunted crypt costume party, I was the lead singer of a heavy metal band in Canada. I felt a shiver down my spine and noticed a dark figure standing motionless in the front row, the glowing white face wasn’t what startled me it was Halloween and there were many white faces in the audience. It was the strange pull that this figure inflicted on me, I remember once in high school this same confusion when I was on magic mushrooms, but I never even drank a beer before going on stage so I knew that it was this being that was affecting my reality. She was a beautiful creature and I heard a voice within my head that said “Tonight we will be together” As the guitar solo ripped into the night I answered her into the microphone “yes we will”. And that was my last night as a mortal.
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I never had any illusions about what it would mean to be a Vampire so I haven’t lived the usual tortured life of the immortal, I quite enjoy this gift that has been given to me and as my maker was very old and very strong so am I very strong. I have met jealous vampires sometimes a century my senior, and to my total amazement when these creatures had attacked me my maker would only watch and smile, and I as if an adult fighting a child would easily overpower them. She never kept anything from me and all of my questions she has always answered.
I remember my first feeding, she took me to a park where despite the time of night, people where everywhere. I felt very strange and very thirsty and I wanted nothing more than to drink from my maker but she wanted me to drink from a mortal, to see how I would do this without any direction from her. I turned to ask her how I should do this and when I did she was nowhere to be seen. I was very startled by a hand grabbing me by the shoulder and as I looked at whom it belonged to I saw a sad little man, he was shaking, he had deep sunk in eyes and he smelled horrible. He was mumbling something about rock to me and shoving his hands with palms upturned at me as if I had something for him, A crackhead I thought to myself, suddenly the repulsion of this dirty little man melted from me and I saw him as a beautiful and glowing being, I could feel the warmth emanating from him and I could smell a sweet aroma which I soon discovered was his blood. Suddenly and violently I grabbed him and bit into his out stretched expecting arm. He began to scream and I reached up and covered his face with my hand. I didn’t realize that I was suffocating him, I didn’t realize that he was dying, I only heard a beating that was slowing down, I drew the blood as warm loving vibrations filled my entire being and I just wanted to drink forever. A sudden and powerful blow tossed me fifteen feet and I landed beneath a swing set. I felt myself being lifted and we where suddenly in an alley and my maker was slapping my hand as if scorning a child. “You must never drink until death” she said, “You didn’t even have to kill him at all”. That is when she told me that many vampires drain their victims causing death but she did not believe that was necessary for me, that I was strong and I didn’t really need that much blood. My maker values all forms of life and I haven’t killed a victim since.
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