The One Within

"This can't be happening, you can't do this to me!" Karla sobbed into her smallish hands, her long finger nails scraped against her skin ever so lightly. "We can and we are" The man stood tall, towering over the petit Karla, his skin was an icy white and his hair darker than that of anyone's nightmares. His body held a long black coat with red seams, and his eyes bore into the top of Karla's skull. "You spare him but not me, please make this make sense" the young girl pleaded but only to deaf ears, the rest of the members started to look nervous but held their composure, four other men, dressed in the same coat, it made the girl sick thinking of all the other things they've covered up. "My dear, we are sparing your life, if we really didn't want to, you'd be gone" and with that the man made a snap with his fingers and proceeded to walk out, his minions following. Karla sat there, feeling hopeless than ever. making a silent vow to get revenge, on every single one of them. ------------------------- I'm a 42 year old trapped in an 18 year olds body, you see, I'm one of those many myths you here about, a blood sucker, or more formally known as, a vampire. There are a few things I would like to set straight first. We DO NOT have immortality, we can very much die of "old age" you see, a vampires life span is usually 1500 - 2000 years, different factors come into play, how we feed, who we feed from and of course diseases that we can catch. This is not including any battles with our own kind, which, if you're unsuccessful in your fight, will result in death. We DO NOT just feed off blood, although it is our main source of food, if we're running low, normal things like a burger and fries gives us a boost until our next meal, although some of us live off of normal food, think of it as vegan for vamps. We CAN walk around in the daylight, some of us choose not to as it's harder to feed, there are some side effects, such as fatigue and dehydration. We DO NOT kill every human that crosses our path. Contrary to popular belief, we don't kill just to feed, we simply find someone tasteful, feed and with some quick hypnosis, point them in the right direction for food and drink. That doesn't mean we all do it, but the majority does. Our biggest war is with each other, not with humans. Although leaders of the world would try use us in some sick biowarfare to take over each others countries, one of the many reasons we stay in hiding. Our own kind however, hate each other, different colonies want different things, a bit like the human world. I didn't ask for this life, I very much hated it, I've just grew accustom to the way things work. I'm what they call "new blood" I'm very young, still learning to control myself and my senses, The Velour made a point to tell me how in the youngest they know to get it into control. I never did take it as a compliment, the only reason I managed is because of a dear friend of mine, a blood shaman, she knew me from when I was a kid, I only knew about her when everything happened. I still struggle sometimes but Raitha helps me throw it. I was 18 when I was tortured and killed, 8 months pregnant with a boy, they cut me open while I could still feel and see everything. They took the baby away, his screams still haunt my dreams, it felt different, it felt like the baby knew everything that was going on. He didn't scream like a new born but screamed like he was fearing for his mother's life. After he was gone they proceeded to drain me of all my blood, before I could fully pass on, they injected me with their venom, not only keeping me alive but turning me into one of them. Every scar on my body still hurt when its touched, but keeps me going while I find my baby boy, I know he's still out there, being raised by something else, and when I get him back, I will kill every one of those bastards.