The Queen of Vampires

Water dripped on her face, she woke with a cold feeling on her skin. She had blonde hair with gorgeous face. She opened her eyes, darkness filled the surrounding. Her eye color was beautiful sea green. Her arms and legs didn't have room for movement. It was like she was in a box. Her facial expression could be consider as confusion. She touched her face. It was cold, like she had no warmth. She was even more confused when her eyes adapt to the darkness, allowing her to see although she was in pitch darkness. She was surrounded by wooden planks, like she was in a coffin. She realized that she was in a coffin. If she was in a coffin, she was already dead. Then how could she be alive right now?  She yelled but she doubted that anyone could hear her. She tried to push it open but she had no strength. She tried to punch but due to the lack of space, she failed. However, her small punch did enough damage to the plank so that dirt started to pour into the coffin. It was slowly starting to fill the coffin. She was now desperate. She already died once, she was not about to die again. She kneed the coffin but dirt was falling faster now. Soon, the coffin would be filled. She really didn't want to die. She was filled with overwhelming hunger. Like she hasn't eaten or drunk anything in the past week. The dirt was almost at her chest level. Soon she would die, again. Although she don't remember anything, she found it incredibly stupid to die then revived just to die again. Dirt was now near her nose. She would soon die from suffocating. Strangely, she found that idea funny. Either she had a really strange humor or there was something wrong with her brain. Sadly, she wouldn't find out because she was starting to suffocate. Her eyes widened with fear. The feeling of suffocation was terrifying. Her mind rejected the idea of dying twice. Although she don't remember, her mind had already suffer dying once, it won't suffer again. Blood rushed through her veins. She felt a strange sensation. She yelled although her mouth was buried under dirt. She could feel her body becoming lighter, like there was no gravity. Her body force through wooden plank and dirt with no resistance. Finally, she reached the surface. She was feeling too tired to raised her whole body to the surface but her arm and head appeared on the surface. She could breathe again. What the hell was that? Was she doing magic? It shouldn't be possible. But then again, she know nothing about the world. Her memory was gone. She knew nothing. But she knew that magic was not real. It was like if that information was stuck inside her brain. She could also remember her name. What was it again? Mira? Yes, her name was Mira. Her hunger or thirst grew again. She didn't know what it was but she only knew that she had to find something. She looked around at the surrounding for the first time. She was in a cemetery. It was night but strangely, she can see clearly. She heard a rabbit running 100 feet away from her. She shouldn't be able to hear it but she did. Some primal instinct in her surfaced. She ran towards the rabbit, faster than a bullet. Her hands reached it before it could react. Her hands moved on its' own. She couldn't control them. She tried to resist but the smell of blood, coming from the rabbit was too much. The rabbit whimpered. She could feel her fangs grew. She bit the rabbit's neck with her fangs. The taste of blood was very...sweet? It was better than anything she had ever tasted before.  She slowly came to her sense. She stared, horrified at what she had done. She can feel the rabbit's life force. It was slowly fading away. She had to do something. She had a very compassionate heart and couldn't let anything die. Again, some instinct raised in her and bit her own finger. There was very little pain. Blood slowly tickled down onto the rabbit's neck. She could feel it healing, it's life force slowly returning. She looked around. Still, there was no one around. She saw smoke, rising into the endless night sky. She walked towards the smoke. She could still feel the rabbit, now fully healed. It was wondering around in the forest. It felt strange. She could feel a line between her and the rabbit. She also knew what it was thinking although it was mostly about carrot and tigers. She finally reached the source of the smoke. It was coming from the chimneys of the houses. It was a small town. A guard was standing near the gate. "Who goes there?" "Hel-help, please!" Then she fell unconscious. "What is it woman? Help, there is someone here. She appears to be wounded." The guards opened the gate and carried her to the house of a local healer. The guards knocked on the door of the healer, "Miss, there is someone in need of your help. Open quickly. OPEN!" The door flung opened, "What in three hells are you yelling abo- Quick. Put her on the table. Let's see. Hmm...There's nothing physically wrong with her except that she is cold as the death. She has stable vital. What happened to her? Be honest." "Nothing. She appeared near the gate, she asked for help and she became like this." "Rest assure, she will wake in the morning." "Of course. I'll take my leave now." She wondered as she put a towel on Mira's head, "What is this strangeness?" Mira opened her eyes. Her body feel warm but when she touch her own skin, it was as cold as ice. "Good morning." She looked around for the source of the voice. She saw a woman, with black hair and blue eyes, looking at her. She groaned, "Ahh, my head. Where am I?" "You're in my house. Now who are you?" She frowned as she tried to think, "I think my name is Mira, I am not sure." "You are not sure? How can you not be sure of your name?" "I don't know. I don't remember anything else than my name. Who are you?" "I am this small town's healer. My name is Aurora. Nice to meet you." "Good to meet you too. What happened? All I remember is..." She thought back. She could remember last night clearly and it was not something she wanted to talk about. And she could still feel the rabbit, nearby. "Falling down." "That part is true. A guard saved you. Do you want to meet him?" "Yes, I want to thank him. And do you have a cloak? I feel like the sun is too hot for me."