Sitting down on my favorite velvet chair I pondered while looking around my bookshelf until a particular book stood out to me.
I retrieved it and started blowing the dust off while reading the cover " UNTOLD" I open the book reading a part that talks about immortals that rely on blood to sustain them, but I wasn't able to find the rest of the context where the book was torn. My head starts to hurt after touching the tear of a page. For some reason I was able to see the past of some sort. My mind was giving me a vision. I couldn't understand exactly what I was able to see, but it felt realistic. A man dressed in long black clothes leaning toward a girl I have never seen before. I saw her smile at him, but she looked normal and he didn't. He got closer to her and she pursues him placing
her hand on the back of his neck. He leans closer to her face placing his lips on hers, he then travels to her neck. Opens his mouth biting her with his fangs. She winces to the slight pain she felt while her blood trickles down her neck. He finishes after wiping his mouth. She looks at him then said
"am I going to be like you now?"
"no...but this mark means your mine" he grins. My vision leaves my mind causing my body to fatigue as I fall to the ground,suddenly the very man who appeared in my vision reached out his hand pulling me up. I stood still quickly facing him. He releases my left hand looking at the book I was holding in my right.
"so it seems your seeking the truth hmm.. how intreasting"
"and?"
He starts pulling a piece of paper out of his pocket.
"what's this?".
"It's the answer,"
he puts it in my hand.
I open the folded paper to read it. It was the page that was ripped out.
"is it hard to believe?".
"no...but it is hard to believe who you are,"
"what do you mean?".
"what I mean is that your a vampire,".
In surprise, his eyes widened causing him to get angry.
"What! how do you know that?"
"I knew because I had a vision"
He grabs my neck and throws me against the coffee table. The table breaks and I start losing my breath. He jumps up not realizing that I am suffocating.
"I'm sorry," he says quckily. I get up from the table gasping for air
I cough " why...why did you do that".
"I..I don't know what's gotten into me I'm sorry...I'm supposed to be protecting you not hurting you, ".
His eyes gleam in the darkness as he grabs the book from the floor fleeing. I still have the torn page and it read "The eyes of a mighty one can withhold the past of any but withholding the future comes with a price" I couldn't understand what that meant just yet. But I had a feeling that he knew something I didn't. So I decided to try and pursue him...