Alone & Dead

Seasons come and go like the endless pouring rain, while the winter stays and brings it’s frozen death. They coward in the warmth of their homes and feast on the plentiful food they have gathered during the three seasons. While I sat high in an evergreen tree watching my prey walk to his den, I jumped from my tree and landed graceful of my feet the lion didn’t hear me I pouched on it my chest pressed against it’s back as I sank my fangs into its throat. The lions blood filled my throat and my thirst disappeared, for now, I pulled my fangs out and watch the dead carcass fall to the ground with a ‘thump.’ I licked my dead red lips for any sign of blood, my eyes turned back to there aqua ones singling that my thirst was gone. The wind picked up as the remaining leaves swirled to the ground gracefully like an ice skater does, my bear feet crunched against the cold ground leaves crunched as I walked away from my dinner. I walked into the forest that housed many different kinds of creatures.

To the east lived the ogres, trolls; giants in the desert area, to the west there lived the witches and sphinxes in the parries. To the north lived the mermaids, fairies and the pixies in the more rainforest plane, and finally to the south lived the werewolves and a few surviving vampires here the forest was a mixture of caked grounds, elevated planes and dense forest trees.

My light blue tattered jeans torn a little as I walked past thorn bushes, my dark gray polo ripped at the bottom as a tree branch caught it. As I walked deeper into the forest it grow darker as the trees covered the now rising crescent moon. In front of me, burn marks covered a good one hundred feet on the caked grounds, not so long ago a house stood in this same spot. The house was filled with vampires, so of the most bravest, coolest and great vampires lived there, but the Higher sent his guards and burned them all. That was all ten years ago when I was five, I was sent out on my first solo hunting I remember the event like it was five minutes ago.

“Devoie come here.” My mother, Marie, yelled from her room. I walked down the oak hallways that were lined with photos of everyone in the house. I made it to the Elmwood doors and knocked “Come in dearest Daughter.” I opened the door and saw my mother sittin looking at the full moon. Her pale skin and emerald hair sparked in the moons light, “Yes mother?” I bowed, as my mother was the head mistress of the vampires. “It’s about time that you experience your first hunt by yourself.” She whispered, my pale face lit up with pure joy. I’ve been out hunting with my family but never alone and at night! “Thank you mistress. I wont let you down.” “Good you are to leave right away. Now leave me.” She waved me out; I bowed and left happily out the door into the chilly night. I walked along the plush ground and near the end of the forest was a adult male lion, it was only a few yards away, I got in position that my father taught me and circled it. After a few little circle I pounced on him, my chest up against it back I sank my fangs into it and drained his blood. The loin fell to the ground with a heavy thump. As I turned to leave the weather changed, dark gray clouds covered the night sky, the air grows colder and snow came down violently. My hair blew behind me crazily, and snow hit my face the snow felt nice against my skin. I walked into the storm a smile pasted on my pale face, as I came closer to my home smoke filled the air my eyes watered as the ashes hit my eyes. I walked further into the smoke; there I saw my home burning to the ground. I looked around and saw five shadows, they all looked like guards. Only one place in the forest held guards “The Higher will be please that the vampires are gone.” One said his voice dark and husky I stood there watching in pure horror, my voice was caught in my throat and tears streamed down my face the guards laughed and walked off. My knees went weak and I fell to the ground my hands fell in front of my and my tears made a small puddle of water turning to ice when the snow fell to the ground.

Since that day, I promised myself that I’d avenge my family and take down the Higher. Let me explain who the Higher is. His real name is Mani Manatori, who used to be my own brother, when he was born; they said that Manatori wouldn’t last being a vampire. Therefore, they shunned him out of the family and he proved them wrong by taking down the King of the forest and took over. I guess him getting even was to kill them all, but I don’t know why he left five vampire to live? I walked away from the scene the images burned in my head.