Goodbye Charlie

Whatever had silenced You before, was holding You no longer, because when You cried this time, It could definitely be heard. Just like with Vicky before, this cry was not Yours, it was barely even human, a bloodcurdling shriek from something on a whole other level of Monster.

You wanted to kill her, You wanted to kill her more than anything in the entire world, This fucking Freak was going to die and You were going to kill her.

"Oh wow." She began to look monstrous again, looking down hungrily at Your father's Corpse, there was a lot of blood and She stared at it like a moth would a flame "You people have some potent stuff running through Your veins You know that, It's-"

Something seemed to snap in Her, sure She was monstrous before, but when she sunk her teeth into his Corpse, she looked completely rabid, she... she...

Strange, everything was slowing, it was so cold, was this it, was this ****? Weren't You gonna change, become like Valerica, this wasn't that, No, anyone would know what this is, anybody who felt it would recognize the feeling, this was **** plain and simple, You were dying.

Your eyes only became heavier and heavier, Your eyes caught one more little spectacle before they became far too heavy to bear any longer.

The window shattered, and someone came through, You couldn't see who or what it was but... maybe it wasn't just one, it was hard to tell they were moving so fast, but whatever it was they certainly caught Valerica by surprise.

They were fighting her... and then defending You, You thought, though the delirium was enough to make You second guess, You felt something try and grab at You but fail and in one fell swoop, something was thrown, thrown with such **** that it blew a hold in the wall, the pressure of such sent Your cold body fly across the room.

Bells, a phone ringing? No sirens, lots of sirens not far away, Thank god... maybe they could help You, You looked blindly across the half-destroyed room, seeing two figures in the darkness, they were speaking but You could barely hear them... and then Your eyes closed over Your dry eyes, the cold almost engulfing You as someone took You into their arms.

And here we are, the end of Your story, the Tale of the **** of Charlie Drake. Yes, there was pain, and pleasure, a little sprinkling of love, still it seemed a little dull to me don't You think?

But from the heat of smouldering ashes; lingering life, a new beast emerges, forged from pain and **** in the womb of the Shadows, the Man destroyed and the Vampire, Born.

END OF PROLOGUE