"Damn my head hurts my head hurts, what happened to me," What's wrong with my voice, it can't come out, anyway what's going on I thought I was dead.
Where am I anyway I can't get up, it's like an frozen in one place, my body can't move, let me try lifting my head a bit, finally I manage to lift my head and when I look up I find myself in an absurdly huge room.
I had read romance novels like this where a wealthy woman finds the man badly injured on the verge of death, and she treats and nurses him back to life, but I knew it was too good to be true, the level of intense pain I felt was definitely real, it wasn't a dream.
But back to my reason to why I can't get up is it because I was terribly damaged that I can't move, but as I inspect my body I find that its further from the truth.
My hand looks like one of a baby's , I wonder what's going on, am I still asleep in a dream or a coma or something.
Time to get reality straight, that psycho bastard stabbed and killed me and then the woman who was covered in pitch black darkness was fascinated and pulled this shit on me, what did that damn bitch do to me I don't understand what I did wrong I was minding my goddamn business and then---, its so unfair.
As I am monologing in agony, I accidentally bite my tongue while grinding my teeth, what is this, the tooth sank in my tongue so easily, I think it went in easier than when the knife entered my back.
I touch my teeth with my new hand and I notice a sharp canine tooth which is sharper than the average human's tooth, it couldn't - - be is this what I think it is.
I once read fairy tale novels about monsters, demons and vampires all kinds of supernatural species and I remember I hated the Vampire and demons species personally because they were always villains in the story and eventually got killed in the end, but the monsters were non intellectual creatures so I couldn't blame them, they ran rampant on instinct so I thought of them as animals that needed to be tamed.
But as I touch the other side of my tooth all I can do now is curl up in a ball of fear, my thoughts were mixed with enraged ideas I couldn't put into words.
That damn witch did this to spite me I have to think rationally on where I am first before despairing, there's no use dwelling on these feelings, all I have to do now is think logically on what to do, but it doesn't matter am basically an infant now.
The blood from my tongue is still leaking because I tightened my mouth in anger, as I lick my blood, the taste is supreme its flavor feels like one I can't live without, damn it I can't deny this any more, why did happen to me of all people, why did I become the creature I despise most, no calm down, I must have a cool head about this.
I then hear someone's foot steps coming at an alarming rate, who is it, the door opens and its a woman she has dark jet hair, blue diamond eyes and the dress she's wearing looks to be a pitch black as well, the feeling I got from this woman was something I felt before in Japan.
It was during my school field day in middle school, I had forgotten to tell my parents about my relay race that day and just when the race had began I could see my friend's parents cheering them on, maybe I felt a sense of loneliness at the time, maybe it was childish for a middle schooler who had never been alone at home or at school but as I was running I saw someone in the back cheering me on.
I had a sensation that day which I came to adhere and look back on, yes this woman is my mother.
But as I came to that realization I see a man standing behind her, he has snow white hair, when I looked into his eyes they were blood red eyes that could make you flinch in an instant.
I couldn't even sense his footsteps but I got an eerie feeling about him looking at him, I felt was staring at a being that surpasses human knowledge, yeah that's right this person---- is a vampire.