Immortality (English)

A.R.M.

        I had few more operations on my fracture. I had metal immobilizers sticking out on it for four months since I needed to regrow some bones that were shattered to pieces. Who knew those bats did a number on me. Then I volunteered to undergo scientific experiments on cell growth enhancers. It was done by Queencie. Our facility ad been receiving enough supplies and equipment from an unknown source that tech advancement was made possible. But sadly my arm never really returned to its perfect state like before. My hand would look perfect on the outside but I couldn't force it to do anything extreme like the way I've done on my pre-fracture time. I'd practice martial arts but I couldn't really enjoy it like before. I couldn't really force it to do more because I can injure my arm.

       After about nine months, Queencie made me join another one of her experimental project called A.R.M. or Artificial Robotic Muscles. She made me wear a bionic arm that can communicate with me and can be easily be part of my body. It doesn't weigh a thing plus it made me able to handle big guns she designed for our war freak tanks. (War freak tanks are like this huge one man operated human like machines that carry guns and missile, they are used for out of shelter combat with chimeras and their masters.)

            Mine is the only one with AI on it. It constantly communicates with me of how it can help me with things like pushups, moving things and how I can be training for missions. I called the AI, Betsy, because the voice is a girl. I don't know why Queencie made it for me; maybe she wanted me to be part of the military now. More and more were dying every time Vampires would try to attack the shelter.

            So, after a year of healing or trying to heal, I decided to train for the military. I was just trying my luck, if I still had it. Anyway after a week of constant training, running and climbing walls, my body hurt like hell. I didn't quit though. So I was sent for three month training, for formality's sake, though I didn't got to finish it because I was pulled out by the Shelter General to help with one of the little battles taking place at the north gate. In my first year at the shelter, I got my old rank as Major. I am once again ready to fight hose bats.

        My mom would always pray every time there's a phone call for me to go somewhere, because she knows her little girl is going to war. And she'd scold me every time I'd arrive home with bruises and cuts. She's working as a volunteer in the orphanage with Al now. But she never leaves me and Jim alone. Jim became Queencie's side kick after passing his entrance exam at the shelter's University. He's taking Nanotechnology, which Queencie is teaching. And now he is her personal slave. He is now even taller than me, damn puberty!

        Well, since the government is a wreck the shelter kind of made its own rules. Since most criminals would be fed to the vamps outside the shelter, most don't really do something stupid. Everyone works and got fed. And there's no corruption that's a plus. Everyone is helping out in their own ways. Those who are good at agriculture works at the farms depending in their specialty. Teachers teach and we soldiers do the the nasties.

        Chealsea is now a Major at air force, she is the head of the Valkyr division. Mushka and Noelle are now shelter famous kick ass spies. Their team infiltrated one vampire colony east of the shelter and successfully killed most of their leaders. It turned out that vampires love having human slaves for blood and s*x. And some slaves are loyal to their masters because their bite is addictive. Thank god I was never bitten. Because I was addicted t Xed even without it.

        Xed never showed himself on the public's eyes, though vampires never really got good faces on the cameras even more in their own mirror reflection. I don't know what's the science behind them having beautiful faces and not having a good reflections. That's the only myth that turned out to be true I guess. Back to Xed, he never shows himself in public, but during their world wide telecasts he'd always be mentioned as their High Emperor. How I know about this? Well, after every little battle I go to, I'd always fall into hibernation. And he'd visit me. Maybe I'd be too weak to even resist his mind r**e. But he'd always insist that he isn't mind r****g me. He'd say that I'm just dream sharing. And I was pretty common thing for mates. He is full of crap, tell me about it. One of the first dream sharing we had was after I got pulled out from my training. Most dreams would always be forgotten in the long run but I would never really forget our meetings. I'd always remember our conversation as if we saw each other personally. I don't know why but it was as if I was always waking up from a deep sleep when we'd meet. And He would appear human at first. Just like what he's doing now.

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        "Hey sleepy head, wake up." he shook me awake and instantly smiled when I fluttered my eyes open.

        "Stop mind r****g me Xed, I wanna get some sleep." I covered my face with a dreamland pillow. Sometimes I'd go all violent on him and kick his ass. But after killing almost a hundred vampires the day before I just don't feel like it. I was exhausted emotionally and even more so physically. He pulled the pillow from my face he even took my blanket with it playfully with a chuckle.

        "You are asleep, Love!" he said laughing, bouncing on the bed and settling himself beside me. He sighed probably looking at my stubborn position, "You are so beautiful with your long hair." I could feel him playing with my locks.

        I cracked my eyes slightly and gave him a once over, "I won't look at you on your fake self. And stop making my hair long." I mumbled closing my eyes once again. We're on his bed at the Malacanang Palace, his new home in the Philippines. Presidential much, I know. That's how the High Emperor lives now a days.

        "Okay," he sighed and embraced me, "Your vampire boyfriend is here now. I hate that you cut your hair too short like this." he said his lips on my hair. I know it's wrong that we'd cuddle up like this and all, but hey, I like it that he'd do so. Though we'd have our little war sometimes, but like I said there's always a moment of silence during a storm.

        I snorted, "Ex-boyfriend to you, i***t. And I love my hair this way." I leaned on his chest enjoying his cold body. Summer is just too hot in the Philippines anything cold is welcomed like gold. "I missed you." I mumbled on his hairless chest. Then I realized that he's shirtless, I cracked my eyes once again. He chuckled at me and he playfully wiggling his eyebrows. I rolled my eyes and made him my body pillow. I was shocked when my legs felt that he is only wearing boxer shorts. I looked at his legs then his face. He was grinning from ear all his teeth were showing. "Hey perv, why isn't your fangs showing."

        "I only grow them on hunts, and although you're my favorite prey I just want something else." he said.

        "Like what?" I asked with a sultry voice clearly wanting what he wanted. "You clearly made me not wear my underwear, so maybe...you want us..." I trailed away biting my lower lip. We clearly are flirting and it's making me wet. Well, my subconscious state is.

        "May be I do." He said looking at me full of lust. He made me straddle him and in return I started grinding on his hardening c**k. "Please don't do that." he said reaching out for me and kissing my lips.

        "Could I get pregnant if ever we had s*x?" I asked.

        "Just like in that book huh?" He said thinking. "Why don't we do it and find out?" I stopped abruptly. That clearly killed the mood. I stood up. "What?"

        "You clearly want me to be one of your slaves?" I asked looking back at him. "God! Why did you even came into my dream in the first place? To play with my emotions? That's just so low of you Xed." He is now fully clothed, wearing a plain white shirt and a pair of black jeans. I looked at myself and I'm wearing a skimpy lingerie which clearly is unfair! "Make me wear something else please!" I said walking out on him. In a second I'm wearing a dress. I just rolled my eyes as he tried to catch up to me.

        "Wait for me Fran." He said walking beside me. He made me stop by holding my arm and he made me face him. "I would never make you a slave. What even made you think that?" He kissed my hand and looked into my eyes. His eyes are a wonder to me, translucent blue that has silver and black flex around the Irises. "Please, I'll always be that boy you grew in love with."

        "But you'll forever be a vampire feeding on human blood. The coven that Noelle and Mushka helped raided where full of trafficked humans." I looked at his hypnotic eyes. " I'll always hate you for allowing your kind that. For treating humans as pets and food." he winced hurt from my words. "For every human your people kill my love for you die with them. And I will kill you one day. I swear to you I will."

        He smiled at me bitterly, "I'd love to see you try. Another month and you're mine." Our two year timeline is still ticking. He lifted my chin and kissed my lips.

        "Not if I kill you first." I whispered on his lips sinking a knife on his chest. I could sometimes control our shared dreams every time he's distracted just like what I did.

        He stepped away from me, "You little brat." he said looking at the knife on his chest with his blood dripping on the floor and making his white shirt stained with his dark red fluid.

        "You know you love me, now stay out of my head!" I said beheading him with my bolo. He disappeared before his body hit the floor. "FUCKER!" I shouted with all my might.

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        I woke up with my ARM jerking. "You're brain was having a very peculiar activity Miss." Betsy said in her monotonous voice. It was the first time that I dream shared with Xed with my ARM on.

        "I was dreaming." I said looking at the ceiling realizing that I had been sweating and breathing heavily.

        "But those brain wave signatures weren't for dreams. There's something trying to get inside, something foreign from your brain signatures." It argued, I stretched my sore muscles from the battle yesterday.

        "Have you ever heard of Mind r**e?" I asked her.

        "Searching." it  answered and paused. "Mind r**e, Noun, a state in which an individual's mind  is being infiltrated via telepathic ability of a vampire."

        "That's what happened earlier," I said sitting up. "Status report on the battle at south gate?"

        "There hadn't been any activity when you left. Vampires had collected the bodies of their dead, we had burned ours." It said without emotion. "Incoming message from Major. Chealsea Malacad."

        "I'll read it." I said standing up and checking on my phone.

From AirforceQueen

to BadassChick: 'Dinner's at the orphanage tonight. Don't miss out, your mother is cooking. Everyone is coming! Kisses! xx o∩_∩o'

        I smiled and started texting my reply.

To AirforceQueen

From BadassChick: 'Yes your Highness I'll be there after debriefing this afternoon, see yeah!'

        "What time is it Betsy?" I asked.

        "Half passed four in the morning." it replied.

        "I'll be showering now, you recharge and do your own thing." I said taking it off from my right arm.

"Thank you Miss." it said before I  was able to remove it from my arm. Betsy would communicate with me via sending sound waves to my right ear through my muscles. It's weird if you see me talking to it, I'd look like an i***t who is talking to a vibrating sound on my right arm. Queencie thought it'd be safer that way. She thought wrong.

        I plugged it on the nearest outlet and left it alone. I stretched my right arms, without Betsy on it its incomplete. It's lighter even.

         I went to the shower and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like a train hit me. Bruises on my chest, shoulders and hips made me look like a dead pig, a battered dead pig. Cuts in different sizes still with dried blood on. My short hair sticks out everywhere. I'd look like a zombie. I'd better be careful enough to choose something that wouldn't show my battered body to my Mom later.

        After showering I dried myself with a towel and wore my army hoody and sweat pants on. I wanna go jogging since it's still dark outside. And after there's after battle debriefing. Many died yesterday. Many families are still mourning.

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