Kira POV
I slowly open my eyes with one thing on my mind.... Blood
My head feels like there's someone running around in there causing it to hurt real bad. The more I move, the more it hurts. I look around and for some reasons I'm in a weird box. Eh ok..
I move my foot even though I barely have enough space and use my knee to hit the top as hard as I could and to my surprise the lid flew open. I quickly jump out making my way towards the already open door. Something's weird about all of this, how tf did I get here? My eyes travel back to the box I woke up in and surprise surprise, turns out... I was in a damn coffin. Yeah, I'm just gonna pretend like this isn't creepy at all.
I don't remember getting here. Actually.. The last thing I remember is, arriving at Stanford. Weird. But ion give a fuck about that right now... I want blood. No, I NEED blood!
First I woke up in a coffin with a crazy thirst for blood then I used my knee to bust the lid open with ease. With ease. Now I don't know why I want blood.. I just do, like I really really do and I feel like my body is going to shut down completely if I don't get atleast a sip. I slowly walk around the room. The place is dark but my vision is pretty clear for some reason and.. I smell blood. This smell is driving me crazy. I sped out of the room and in a couple of seconds I was in the kitchen. I follow the scent until I saw a cup of red liquid just chilling right there on the counter on the counter. My mouth's already watering. Shit. Why was it just sitting there tho?
'Nah nah nah this is suspicious'.
But who gives a fuck, I need this. I grab the glass, like my life depends on it.. and within two seconds, it was empty. Everything changedl at that moment.. I feel different, not sure if it's good different or bad different. Then it all came rushing back... My memory.
I drop the glass when I finally remember what I am. A lot of people would probably be freaking out if they were in my position right now... But I'm not and I know exactly why.
I mean.. Vampires exists, so does werewolves and witches. And I'm supposedly all three... Why am I so calm about all of this? That's right, I been knew I wasn't normal.
My parents are not my real parents. My real mom is a werewolf name Toni and my dad's a vampire... And my grandmother is a witch!!! I remember everything I was told about Yvonne, everything about what she did. That little bitch. I really fucking wish that the memories of these people didn't come back.
So it's complete. The guy in the hallway killed me.. I died and now I'm back as a supernatural. Well I know for sure I'm a vampire now. At first I thought this would be cool but now that it's actually done, I don't know what tf to do.
And Christian!! Oh my God!! I need to find Christian.
I remember the last thing he told me was 'I love u'. I wonder if he really meant it though. Maybe he just said it because, he thought I was never coming back. I promised him I'd be back. But what if he couldn't wait? I don't even know how long I was out for.. Maybe he already moved on. Moved on from what? It's not like we were involved in anything.
What exactly are my feelings towards that Spanish boy tho? Sigh. That's the least of my problems right now. I'm still hungry and I'm not sure if I wanna drink blood again... Until I get back to Standford atleast. For now, I need to know figure out why I'm here because I know for sure Christian didn't planned this and I wasn't walking around while I was dead, or was I? Nah somebody or something brought me here.
This house is completely empty. No furniture expect for that damn coffin, okay so obviously this house is abandon. This place smells so old like no one has been here for decades, that's weird. I should atleast be able to pick up another scent which isn't mine nor blood. I have a bad feeling about this.
Shaking me head, I yeet the fuck outta there and the next thing I know, I'm standing outside. Ooo speedy. I smirk knowing damn well that imma enjoy tf outta this. 'The things I could with all this strength and speed'.
The house isn't the only abandon thing around here. This whole fucking place is, there's no vehicles nor houses are anywhere near here; not even trees nor birds, nor anything of that sort. Okay, this is really suspicious. How is it possible that I magically woke up in the middle nowhere? Unless... unless I haven't really woken up yet.
Oh My God... I'm still dead.
"Noooo!" I scream. My knees slowly drop to the floor and I bury my head between my knees. Even though I've never been, I know for sure this is nothing like Heaven and I have a feeling that, this isn't Hell either. So wherever am I, I know for somebody brought me here.
Even though, there's not a single scent present but mine, humans don't get trapped into supernatural outer worlds. It's either somebody brought me or sent me here. Where am I, what am I doing here and why they sent me here isn't what I'm worried about. How the hell do I get out of here?
Here I am, alone, trapped with no idea of my whereabouts. There's no point trying to go anywhere, no one else's is here, or is there? "Hello!! Anybody here?!" I waited for a while but nobody answers, not even the wind. There has to be a way to contact someone.
My head starts hurting again, only this time, it's a lot worse. This time it's like my brain's frying in there. I wince in pain and try to stand but all the strength in my feet seems to disappear. I growl when I hear something coming towards me, I still haven't catch a scent and whoever or whatever this is, is responsible for my sudden brain malfunction.
"What the hell do you want!?" And the next thing I know, I'm coughing up blood. Okay, so now I know exactly what it wants.
Can't they see that I'm already dead, how much more dead do they want me? Fuck it. I rather die all over again than be trap in this bullshit.
No matter how hard I try to stand, my feet doesn't move and neither does my arms. The pain in my head intensifies again and my eyes widen when I feel a hand on my neck, I'm assuming it's a hand because even though I can feel and hear that I'm not alone, I can't see anyone at all. Fml
Take me back to the days when all of this didn't exists.
Actually no. I wanna go home. I feel the hand tightens around neck choking me. The blood I drank back there wasn't enough, my body has already ran out of energy. I barely have enough energy to gasp for air. I wanna go home. I close my eyes and let my wander to anywhere but here. Get your shit together Kira, you are most definitely not dying like this.
All of a sudden, the next I know... The pain in my head stops and I'm no longer being brain fried or whatever. Confused, I slowly open and what the fuck? Let's just say I'm no longer in the middle of nowhere. Why the fuck can't I just wake up in a Diner or bar or a concert? No, I have to wake up in a strange old basement.
My main concern right now is getting blood, nothing is half as important than me finding someone or something to feed from. I speed outside and sigh when I realize where I really am. I turn around facing the house I grew up in, here in Ohio. I haven't been here in a while, everything looks so different.
I'm hungry.. Who knew blood was this addictive?! I breathe out walking around my old neighbourhood, not sure where I'm going but I need to find Christian or Rachel or somebody. Actually, I have all day to go back to Christian, right now it's time for me to do a little hunting. I don't know how long I've been dead for, as far as I can see, imma try and enjoy this fucking life before an invisible creature try to kill me again.
The streets aren't as busy as they used to be but I can smell and hear random people. I don't know why I'm looking for the perfect person to attack when they all smells so good. Technically, their blood smells good not them, well some does but that's not the point. Vampires aren't supposed to exist so I can't exactly grab someone and bite into their neck in the middle of the streets in broad daylight. I spot a woman crossing the street not too far away from me, well well well. I think I just found myself my first victim.
A car sped by almost hitting me in the process. So it turns out, I was standing in the road this entire time. Has it been that long since I've been on a road? Heck I can't even remember the last time I've seen a car. Not to mention that I haven't been around normal human beings in a long time and now that I am... I wanna drain them of every blood in their body's and I don't even feel guilty thinking about it.
"Kira?!" I heard someone shout from across the street. 'To whom do I owe the pleasure?'
I turn around and realize it's Spencer, one of my friends from highschool. Well to be honest, I never actually liked that conniving little bitch.
Back in 8th grade I had a crush on this guy, Tyler and I told her about it, since we were kind of friends and all.. Instead of setting us up or sumn like a real friend would do, the bitch went behind my back and ask him out for herself!.. Like who tf does that?!
Well.. Me, being a crazyass muthafucker back then, I mixed Poison Ivy in her body wash one night when we had sleepover at her house.
Guess who has time for revenge?..... again.
"Hi Spencer, " I smile walking over to her. "Oh my God it is you!!" She shouts. Surprise surprise, she's still annoying asf.
"What are you doing here? Aren't you suppose to be in College?" She asks trying to act all nice and all. "Let's just say I'm way pass the food on campus," I simper.
Her face expression changes when she saw my attire. This bitch better not ask any questions because I can't really think of a valid explanation to why I'm wearing a white funeral gown.
We walk over to her house in silence and she invites me in even though I've been inside before, multiple times. Lucky for me, she's the only one home. Gotcha. "So, aren't you gonna give me a hug?" She smiles. If I didn't know better, I'd say that smile was real. Pa-lease, that smile is as real as her personality and that personality of hers is as real as Kim Kardashian's booty.
The second my arms went around her neck, the hunger kicks in. Fuck! Her neck looks so tasty. I didn't realize I was still hugging her until she pushes me off. "Why are you staring at my neck?" She ask backing away, I can tell she's a bit freaked out by my strange attraction to her neck. All of a sudden the veins around my eyes tighten and my teeth felt as if they're growing through my gum. I hiss in pain. It hurts. I'd be lying if I say I don't know what's happening. I saw this in vampire movies all the time. I'm getting fangs and shit. My heart starts pumping rapidly and my mind starts going all crazy. I NEED BLOOD NOW
"Y-you're...a.. A v-vampire," Spencer stutters out. I smirk at her and she runs off towards the door. Before she could even reach halfway, I was already in front of her. Damn. I'm actually enjoying this. "I doubt anyone will even you scream." I whisper as I grab her and punch my fangs into the side of her neck. Bitch tastes good. I grip her from behind so there's no way she can try and push me off. She kept on screaming at the top of her lungs, I can't stop and I don't want to, the more she screams, the more I'm tempted to kill her. I can hear her heartbeats getting fainter and fainter.. If I don't stop I'm gonna kill her.
Is that such a bad thing tho? I never actually liked her anyway. I want to drain her of every ounce of blood in her body.
I remember what Christian told me about his first transformation into a wolf. It happened the night he killed someone for the first time. Nah.. I'm not ready for that life.
I slowly remove my fangs from her and watch as she falls to the ground. She's still breathing. Her heart beat is a little faint but... Uh she'll survive.. I hope. "Don't worry Princess" I whisper licking the blood of my bottom lip, "Someone will find you,".
Get to the door Kira. She's not worth it, she's not worth turning into a monster for. Come on Kira, walk away. Walk away dumbass, you know you want to. No I don't, fuck it.
Fuck this, I died on an empty stomach and I'm sure as hell not gonna leave without killing this bitch.
Shaking my head, I speed back over to her and punch my fangs into the other side of her neck. 'This is who I am now' I thought to myself. I drain her of the little ounce of blood remaining in her body. After a couple of seconds, her heart stops beating. "This is for stealing my crush," I whisper into her ear, as I snap her neck. Now I know for sure she's really dead. Whatever, she was a mean girl anyway and in the end, mean girls always get what they deserves.
"What have I done?"
I grab her phone and speed across the street, back over to my old house. I dial the only person I know I can trust.
"Christian... " I breathe out into the phone.
"K-kira?" He stutter. I miss his voice so much.
"It's me Christian." I said smiling. I wish I could see him right now. "Christian I just killed someone".
"It's gonna be alright, Love. Where are you?" He said.
"I'm h-..." I felt my lungs tighten and my head's hurting me all of a sudden. My body suddenly crash to the floor.
"Kira? Quédate conmigo!!"(stay with me) He shows.
"I don't.... feel.... so ... good," I mumble struggling to keep my eyes open. Whatever is happening to me, has something to do with the blood I drank in the kitchen.. I just know it.
"Just tell me where you are," he shouts again. I can tell he's moving around, and he's also not alone.
"I... I... I'm.. H-home," I stutter.
"Don't worry, I'm coming for you," he said.
I could see a shadowy figure approaching me in the darken room. He pull out his gun and aim it at me. I know I'm immortal now.. But there's something different about this gun.
"D-don't... He's here"I whisper. Then BAM!!!
He shot me..
Please don't send me back there... Then everything went blank.
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