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In this modern age I am not wanted. My body and mind are over two hundred years old. I move through the ages like a elephant through the grasslands of Africa, and I find that I do not grow older. My body stays the same as it was that faithful night when my life both ended and started over. My eyes were opened to a whole new world as family and friends grew older and moved on to the after life. I was given this gift to use for hunting down and takeing life from the innocent homosapiens surrounding me but I fight a losing battle every second of every minute of every day. A battle against the demon that fights soo hard to burst out and hurt and kill. The thirst is stronger than ever as day of my birth, over two hundred years ago, approaches. The small animals will not quinch my thirst only the sweet blood of humans can. I must take life, NO! I must not dwell on this thought for is i do the demon will win. I will continue to fight him until he or I faulters. I think sometimes of taking of the ring that protects me against the sun just so I can be at peace with myself. To reunite with my love ones. That is, of course, if they will have me now knowing what I am. I can not come to rest with the thirst for it is stronger than I. The demon that I have been fighting so hard to control now burst forth and controls me. None are sage from him but I can do no more to with hold him for he is me and I am him. We both need th sweet blood of humans to live forever. The hunt for a suitable host begins and I spot the most beautiful lady of the city. I approach her feeling my veins burn with lust and my teeth extend father down as to extract the blood from her body. I first try to sudece her into a trance so deep that she will do whatever I say. Once the trance is upon her I urge her to relax and let the blood flow freely through her. She resists and the trance is broken. She looks at me and whispers," I know what you are." I take a step back in disbelief. She does not run or scream she simple lowers her collar for a musch easier approach. This time she steps to me and flips her hair from her neck and says,"I want you to take me." With the expression still on her face I lean in and insert my teeth into her velvety skin and the extraction begins. I do not take enough to kill just enough to change her. I take the blade from my pocket and pull it across my veins and hold it up to her. She takes it in and I feed the weightless feeling wash over me. She detaches herself from me and wipes my blood from her mouth. At long last I feel as if I am excepted here. Now the demon and I are at peace and I have a friend to hunt with. We will never part and we will never fall for we are the night stalkers, the predators, the damned. We are Vampires.



Ronnie Fletcher

September 12, 2008