As mortals, we tend to think of what comes after death, heaven, hell, or even total and complete destruction or as some like to think of it creasing to exist but for me, after my unfortunate demise I woke up in the same world, Same body but a different species, which I happen to be in the lower class of, might I add.
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"Another one of them?"
"Yes, this one was being mugged when he died, what creature is he?"
"He is a halfling, vampire, to be exact"
"How unfortunate for him, the vampires are known to feel hostility toward any vampire that is not a Noble Vampire, Halflings are even lower than Turned in their society."
"Well, he is lucky in some regards he comes from a rich family so he can go to a private class to control his abilities and he won't have to go to the academy, that will spare him the hatred of the Nobles at the Academy."
"That might be true but he will be giving up any chance to gain a foothold in the Vampire society and into the supernatural world as a while, he would be an outsider."
"Choices, we have to make them for ourselves and just learn to live with them."
"I have to agree, all the other ones choose to be stripped of their abilities and lock their creature in the depth of their minds to live as a human, I wonder what this one would choose."
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Cade slowly woke up, his head feeling heavy and fuzzy, he felt different and wrong-footed as soon as he could think straight, it was like there was something that changed.
He sat up slowly and from the comfortable bed, he yawned and thought back to the dream he had last night; it was so realistic, he could still feel the throbbing area where the rock smashed against his head that killed him.
Almost like he was in a trance, he lifted his hand to the back of his head and touched something rough. He felt dread causing through his body, and for the first time since waking up, he looked around.
He looked at the barely furnished room: the high pillars at the sides of the room with weird carvings, the marble floor. There were no windows or anything light-emitting in the room but oddly enough, the room was shining bright.
He looked down at the white blanket covering him as he looked to the left of the bed and let out a blood-curdling scream.
"NOOOOOOOO!"
He stumbled out of the bed and saw the little table holding bloody bandages and scissors along with long locks of his golden hair.
He picked up a strand of his hair and held it in his hand, feeling the soft and slick texture in his hand he immediately accepted reality, he died. But someone cutting his hair? No, that was not real it couldn't be, he placed the lock of hair on the small table and sat back on the bed.
He has always had long hair since he was a child, his mom thought it was cute and grew it out for him, he liked it long too because it was less of a hassle for him at least, and he couldn't believe that after just one night he lost his beautiful hair, he felt that he was having a bad week.
He mechanically turned to the door, when multiple people rushed in, he looked at them, he put aside the unfortunate demise of his hair and wanted to incidentally address the issue of his death.
"Are you alright, we heard a scream in here"
Cade looked at the speaker, He was tall and had red eyes, black hair and there was a closeness in the depth of his eyes, there was a read tattoo of sort on the side of his forehead, all though he seemed to have mild emotions and be tempted, he could immediately tell he was a dangerous predator just hiding his claws.
Cade considered him for a few seconds more, before moving on to the other two, to the left of the man was a woman, short and petite, she had a pixie cut, there was concern on her face, and her eyes were light blue, she was holding a tray with goblet let holding a red substance inside of it, she seemed kind and gentle.
To the right of the man was another man, he wasn't too tall or short, he had a buzz cut, brown hair, wearing shades, no expression on his face, and his emotions were hard to read, he was even more dangerous than red eyes over there.
He noticed all three of them were wearing a style of clothing he had never seen before, a dress shirt of sorts and pants. The men wearing all black, there was gold lining on the edges of the shirt and there were two straps that had small bucks attached to them, over that they were wearing a jacket that was open in the middle and with the left arm being shorter than the one on the right, which was full length, they were also wearing a glove on the right hand, while on the left hand there were tattoos in red that ran the full length of the arm to the ring finger.
The woman was the same except the lining of her clothes was silver instead of gold.
All three had on black long boots that reached almost to the knee.
He spoke, "I'm alright, I was just shocked by the change in my surroundings, you don't happen to know what happened to me right and how I could get home?"
The man in the middle spoke again, "What happened is that you died and now are a supernatural creature. Yes I know that's unfortunate but get over it you're already dead, tough luck. Now it's time to start your new life. Do you have any more questions?"
"No, no questions? Okay that's great, here are the pamphlets you will need to read when you get home and we'll be sending you on your way, a representative will be sent to your family and any further actions will be discussed with your parents or legal guardian." and with a nod, he was gone and disappeared.
Cade:..... 'Well that was fast.'
The woman seemed embarrassed and quickly took over after the man left. "Here you go, honey, you should drink up, you're a vampire now so you need to drink blood, I'll fix your hair for you."
She didn't give him a chance to reply before she quickly stood behind him, he looked down at the goblet handed to him, which held blood, and slowly brought it to his lips and took a sip.
It tasted sweet and he couldn't help himself and quickly drained it. He wanted more but he was full already, it was just because it tasted so scrumptious, unlike the disgusting metallic taste it had when he was human, before he could think further about it he felt his head getting warm and the heat disappeared.
He lifted his hand to the back of his head and felt hair. He quickly checked how long it was and when he managed to braid, he knew it was back to its original length. Instantly, he felt much better about the whole ordeal.
He looked at the Woman who smiled at him, and he smiled back for the last time.
"Now that your beautiful hair has been fixed, let's talk about something before we send you home."