'I don't want to be here . I'm charged enough ' I blinked once . I was back in my bed . I walked downstairs to check on dad and he was sleeping soundly . Heaving a sigh of relief , I went back to my bedroom and slept peacefully .
I woke up the next day and went downstairs after having a nice bath . A note was left on the fridge . "Got a lead on our new target . You looked tired so I didn't wake you up. Breakfast's in the fridge . Heat it up."
I smiled reading the note . I had always wanted to feel loved like this as the people who I used to think were my parents were never able to spend too much time with me because both were mostly working . I don't even know whether they will look for their real child !
I left for the supermarket to buy some food items because I wanted to make lunch . I made some chicken soup and salad for lunch .Even though dad was a vampire , he needed to consume human food to give his human stomach satisfaction . Vampires had two stomachs . One was the vamp stomach , which consumed blood while the other was the human stomach which needed human food . While waiting for dad to come for lunch , I researched a little about Berthims . Online sites did tell many things but they constantly wrote that it was all 'Theoretical' . According to those sites , Berthims were supernatural creatures that unveiled new powers each time they did a good deed . Even though they had powers , they would hurt themselves when they use their powers for both good , OR bad purposes . Berthims would loose powers if they were used for bad reasons . Berthims are born as humans , but they are only created when the mother and father is a human and any supernatural creatures .
I still didn't understand why she told that it would be hard for me to choose between killing the bad people or joining the bad people .
After some pondering on that topic , I gave up since I realised it would take time for me to understand everything . Dad hadn't come home so while waiting , I dozed off .
Someone was shaking me . "Wake up Rene ! Stop sleeping! " I woke up to see dad shaking me so hard that when I woke up , I was thrown down the sofa I dozed off on. "Why did you do that ? I woke up ! You didn't have to shake me THAT hard !" I said , half shouting - half laughing .
"Well it's not MY problem that you are REALLY heavy when you sleep !! " I looked at him , confused . "Oh ! Since you're a Berthim , you become really heavy when you sleep . " He let me understand . "Oh , ok ." I smiled at him and we headed for lunch .
"So I told you about the lead right ? Our next target is your previous guardians . They performed scientific experiments on dead bodies of this cities people . They even BRIBED the police to keep everything quiet about what they did . "
I guess that he was expecting me to be sad that I would have to help him kill the people who used to take care of me but I had already gotten over their fake love when they kicked me out . If they had loved me with their whole heart , they wouldn't have thrown me out like I was some toy that was unwanted anymore .
"It's okay , dad . I had never felt really connected or feel loved when I was with them . "I assured him . We had to visit the police station they went to make sure that his sources were fully correct .
We left for the police station after I got ready . While driving , my head was turning from left to right , my eyes making me look at random people that I believed was supernatural creatures in disguise . I also spotted the werewolf guy from last night but thankfully , he didn't notice me .
We reached the police station and went inside . There were many police men and woman talking with each other while drinking coffee . We went straight to the chief's office . He was talking in his telephone . All I could think of was that he had helped the bad guys and he had the guts to sit there as of he owned the position .
"Hello sir ? We have something really important to talk to you ." Dad said but the chief simply told , "If you have a complaint , write it down and give it to one of the police officers ." I was beyond irritated seeing him act that way to my father . If he had known that my father was a vampire , he wouldn't even have thought of sitting in the chair . Dad gave me a knife and whispered , "Make his arm bleed . " I was confused but went forward to do it anyway . I trusted my father .
When I was near him and just about to cut his arm a little , just enough to make his arm bleed a little bit faster , He caught my arm . Just that touch was enough to show me his life . He had a normal life but he was greedy type person . I saw him accepting money , as well as him seeing my fake parents taking away dead bodies from a cemetery . I was back to reality . I wanted to know what dad had in mind so I slowed the time down , took my arm out from the chief's grip and slit slightly on his arm .
I walked back near dad while the time was back to normal . He smiled at me and when he looked back at the chief , I saw his face changing . His tanned skin which had no other marks on it , had veins popping all over his skin and body . His brown eyes were turning multicoloured now . I hadn't noticed any of this when I forest saw him as a vampire since it was dark . Two of his canines from his upper teeth row grew so much that it was now outside his lip . His lips were turning from his natural shade of pink to the mixture of dark red and pure white colour .His jawline was always sharp but his jawline became sharper , as if he was resisting his urge to suck out the blood from him and kill him . If I hadn't known him , I would have called him scary . But he was my dad and I thought that it was cool that my own father could transform like this when he saw blood .
He walked over to the chief's table , where the telephone he was holding a while back lay hanging on the wire connecting both together . He placed the telephone back to it's place and looked the chief in the eye . "Can you explain what I have to do again ?" The chief looked scared half to death and was as white as a sheet of paper . He was shivering when his voice came out , "Y-You can t-ta-alk whatever yo-ou want with me ." His eyes looked desperate to live . I went over to the chief and took hold of his hand . I tried controlling the speed of the pictures flowing through my brain .
"W-why is your hand buzzing through me miss?" The chief asked . "Shut up , will you ?" Finally I got the hang of it . I controlled the speed and found out that my fake parents had taken the bodies from the city cemetery itself . They paid him half a million to keep him quiet . His childhood pictures were full of him bullying other kids that I started wondering how he became chief of police . My question was answered almost immediately when I saw that his father was the previous chief of police and he had compelled this guy to get the position . I took my hand away from his and looked at dad . "Your sources are correct but I can only see pictures . I don't know what they talked about ."
He nodded . "Spill one word about his and then , " He dipped his fingers in the chief's blood and sucked on it . "..There won't be any of this left on you . " Both of us walked out of the police office .
"So , if you're a vampire and not a Berthim , why are you trying to kill bad people too ?"He looked at me and said , "There are two types of vampires . The careful ones and careless ones . One could say that I belonged with the careful ones . I don't kill just about ANYONE I see when I want blood . Of course blood banks are an option but if too much goes like that , it would be suspicious . So I just kill the bad ones who the government hides after they are easily bribed . We'll move to the government once we finish with the others . " We had a good time laughing and singing songs until we reached home .
I know that probably dad already know that if I use my power , I'll be very tired . But I don't want him to worry too much about me if he doesn't know . So , I was acting all energetic even after reaching home and bid goodnight as fast I could without passing out in front of him .
I closed my eyes and went to sleep , hoping to go to that Nowhere . I actually went to that place and felt nothing . And I mean NOTHING . I didn't feel tired , or energised. The voices were again clear and I heard many gasps . "That bruise is worse now Rene!! " , "Don't use your power everyday!! It will hurt you more !" . Comments like this kept following my ears everywhere I walked . I looked at the bruise on my arm and it was worse than I expected it to be . I thought the bruise would become bigger , not deeper . The once purple bruise was now a dark purple and looked like it had been smashed into my arm . The area where the bruise was present was looking like it was pulled inside . I couldn't touch it . "AAHH!" I shouted when I tried touching it slightly .
The old woman came to my view again. "Why can I see only you ? I can hear others but can't see them . Why ?" I asked .
"Berthims are reborn . I am the person yo used to be in your last life . I was a Berthim too and I used to see another old lady who helped me when I bloomed , till my death . Here , apply this on your arm . It will help to reduce the pain . " She smiled at me kindly . "Thank you."
I applied the green coloured paste on my bruise and felt relief . Just as I closed my eyes , I was back in my bed again . I fell into a deep slumber , thinking about how comfortable that place seemed to me now . I was finally happy to feel unique .
Back when I was kicked out by my fake parents , people my fake parents used to know would sympathise with me saying that I was just unique . But those words only left me sympathising myself because they could've help me take care of me when I needed the help .But they never did because they never liked me too . But now , when I think of being unique , I feel very good about myself , and most importantly , I didn't feel useless anymore .
I saw black crows flying over me . I was in front of the entrance of the same old factory I used to call my main office , located at one end of New Jersey . Dad wasn't in my view but I was crying . I was crying out his name . I was shouting his name towards the factory but I never took a step near it . It was like I was chained behind . I was helpless . Then I heard it . HIS screams . Dad's screams shouting , telling me to go back home . But he clearly needed help .
Even though I didn't understand instantly , I didn't like it one bit .
I woke up screaming his name . Dad came running over a few minutes later . "What happened honey ?" He might have thought that something happened to me . I was sweating and breathing heavily . I was thankful that it was a dream but since this was the first dream after my blooming , I feared that it had a meaning .