Undead: Serene's story ~The end~
Lollipop_Girl:
Victor ran out the room slamming the door behind him. He just could not believe this gruesome discovery. He had always known there was something not quite right about his dad, but this was more than he had possibly imagined. The image of what he had just seen lingered in his mind, how brutal it all looked. Victor pressed his head in his hands in panic. What does he do? Suddenly, another thought crossed his mind…where exactly is Herman? Victor didn’t like being in that house alone with the body, it gave him the creeps. He knew that unless he wanted to face very severe questioning from the police, he needed to find help, and quick! Victor began to head for the door, petrified of funning into his murderous father….and speak of the devil….
Herman appeared from the master bedroom and Victor stopped in his tracks, turned round worried what his father was going to do. But strangely enough, Herman seemed rather calm. Victor began to wonder if he knew he had seen Aiyana’s body. Herman addressed his son coolly.
“I see your home early. You know we spoke about this Victor”
“Yes sorry. I just got in. I swear!”
But Herman didn’t seem angry, he seemed perfectly normal, his attitude was almost psychopathic. He didn’t mention anything about the body; neither did Victor who was still desperately searching for an escape. Then, for some bizarre reason, he began ask questions about me.
“So, I see you are becoming rather popular…what is your friends name? The girl you see”
Victor was very puzzled by this, but didn’t want to question Herman at this time “Oh…Serene”
“Yes that’s it; she’s the undead girl isn’t she?”
“Yes. Why?”
“Never mind”
Herman smiled to himself and turned away briefly. Victor saw this as his chance to escape and made a break for the door; he slipped outside and ran as fast as he could. He needed to get out of there and find help!
Meanwhile, I was at home, unaware of all the drama that was taking place at the Anderson household. My stupid brother Mervin was being a jerk as usual…
“Mervin! Can you please stop letting your friends in my room when I’m trying to sleep!”
“Aww but its so fun! You’re like a circus freak or something!”
“I mean it! Don’t make me angry or I’ll bite you! Cranky vamps are dangerous!”
This was an idle threat; I still found the whole concept of drinking human blood disgusting. But Mervin didn’t know that so it was a useful way of scaring him! So far I had successfully been able to keep away from human blood. But however it was beginning to be a problem. You see it’s in a vamps nature to drink blood, it’s what we are supposed to do…and the more I denied myself it the more I craved it, and however sick the concept is I couldn’t stop my vampire nature desiring to take control. Well if I ever do decide to bite anyone, I’ll pick Mervin first!
“Dad! Serene’s threatening to bite me again!”
I started moving towards him to freak him out a bit more!
“Dad! She’s still doing it, make her stop its creepy!”
My father coolly glanced away from the computer, the doorbell rung downstairs.
“Serene leave your brother alone and get the door will you?”
I casually flew downstairs (love that trick!) to answer the door. And im sure you can guess who was there.
I didn’t expect to see Victor; he stood at the door and appeared to be in a terrible state. I wondered what was wrong; he seemed ok when I last saw him outside his house.
“Victor? What are you doing here? Are you still drunk?”
He glanced at me, with a look of panic in his eyes. “I need help! It’s really important!”
I invited him inside, curious to hear what important event brought him here. My parents came downstairs to see what was happening.
“I need help….I went home, no-one was there…but the maid, she’s, been killed! I saw it! I think it was my dad”
Victor became aware that my parents were watching, “Im so sorry to bother you, I-I didn’t know what to do, my dad was there I couldn’t use our phone, oh god!”
His speech became more broken and erratic, he was clearly distressed. Well Herman Anderson sounded like a nasty piece of work, but a murderer? That was something I wasn’t expecting. I attempted to calm him down.
“Here don’t worry, we can help. But you know the police will want to speak to you too.”
Victor sighed and nodded, my parents said they would go and report it, and I was to stay at home to make sure Victor was ok. The scary thing is, when Victor began to describe the scene, all I could think about was the blood, the fresh blood. I thought about making a quick stop at the place, just to see…
“Agh what am I thinking! Im going to stay here with my friend who needs me…and stop thinking about blood its sickening!”
After I shooed away a very curious Mervin who was desperate to try and get gory details from Victor (he’s no vampire, what his excuse?) I sat down with Victor on the sofa and attempted to comfort him. It must have been horrific for him and sometimes good company can help you through a trauma.
“You know” Victor began “I shouldn’t really be so freaked by this”
That was a strange remark; then again Victor does come up with strange stuff. I allowed him to continue.
“When my mum died, I saw her too. She was, drowned in the bath. I didn’t understand why, dad said it was suicide, but now im starting to think it wasn’t. But you see, why am I so freaked? I-I’ve seen bodies before. Why am I bothering you? ”
It’s funny how you can sit next to someone at school for so long and not know a thing about them I had no idea of the horrors he was living with until now.
“Victor im so sorry! Of course you’re freaked! If you went I’d think you were strange, look you stay here everything will be ok. I promise you are not bothering me or my family at all!”
Victor smiled sadly “Thank you” he said quietly.
There was no way I was going to let my only true friend be alone at a time like this, he had helped me get though a tough time and now I wanted to help him. As we waited for news, we were both unaware that we were not completely alone.
Herman Anderson waited outside my home, he had been foolish tonight. He should have ended his ‘special evening’ earlier, that boy never does what he’s told and he didn’t have enough time to clear up. Herman was getting tired of his son. He reminded him of Larissa way too much and that was annoying. Herman had let Victor slip out deliberately, because he knew where he was going to run.
“What a time Victor had to pick to make friends” Herman thought to himself, and isn’t it convenient that he has made friends with a vampire!
Herman knew he would be the first suspect, that’s why he needed a plan. And as he watched from outside he thought of a way he can kill too birds with one stone, free himself and get rid of his son who he had ‘put up with’ for too long now.
People don’t like vampires, they don’t trust them, and vampires are creatures of evil aren’t they? Don’t they hunt humans? What a perfect cover up, that I, the evil vampire and my deluded follower had murdered the poor maid.
And lets not forget the other person who was with us earlier that night. Martha Peel. And everyone knows that her mother Prudence would be horrified to hear of her daughter fraternising with evil. With some clever persuasion and a few twists to the tale, Mrs Peel’s hatred for the devil could become very helpful.
Lollipop_Girl:
After that eventful night, Herman had seemingly disappeared. The police spoke to Victor, but he was soon let of easily because Martha and I were witnesses to prove his innocence. I had no doubt in my mind that Mr Anderson was behind all this, but what puzzled me is why? What is his motive? Even Victor had no idea what would drive him to do this. Victor stayed at my place for a few days as his home was still taped up as a crime scene. I was sad to see him so alone; Herman didn’t seem to care what happened to him. But I knew what upset him the most was the growing suspicion that Herman had lied to him over the reason his mother died.
Meanwhile I was struggling with my own personal battle. The longing for blood. The slight craving had begun to grow and now I just couldn’t stop thinking of it. And I felt so bad; I should be focused on helping my friend get through this tough time. I cursed Andrew once more for doing this to me, for making me into this sickening parasite. By then, I had given up hope of revenge. But that didn’t stop me killing him in my thoughts over and over again.
The news of the murder had spread quickly across Strangetown. Soon everyone in the neighbourhood was talking about it, not many scandals happen in this quiet town. Some enjoy the gossip, but Mrs Prudence Peel was not pleased to hear this news. It wasn’t the fact that she cared much about Aiyana Dallas or knew the Andersons very well, it was because as far as she was concerned, this was work of the devil and it was far to close to home for her liking. Most people thought she was just a bit mad, but if it says so in the revelations chapter (whatever obscure code it may be shown in) then it can only be true! Humans should not question anything written in the bible.
Prudence sat at home that evening, flicking though her precious bible; she did this strictly every day. During these dark times only the lords book can protect you (well that’s her belief) Just as she was at revelations (Oh that’s the best bit! ****, fire, and damnation galore. In fact she had become obsessed with that section) Prudence was interrupted by a knock on the door.
“Who would be calling at this ungodly hour?” she thought to herself, carefully placing the beloved bible down. She hesitated opening the door, the demons are everywhere now, but sometimes you have to take that chance.
Herman stood outside, waiting for Mrs Peel to answer the door. This crazy lady shouldn’t be hard to sway. He had a little speech prepared, and Herman had a knack for persuasion, like a natural gift. As Prudence answered, she was shocked to see this potential murderer had come to her.
“Mr Anderson? (Then to herself) My lord why are you sending demons to my home?”
“I am sorry to disturb you Mrs Peel, I have something important I wish to discuss with you.”
“I shall not invite any minion of Satan into my home!”
“Dear Mrs Peel I think you are mistaken, I am only here to inform you on your daughter’s whereabouts. It seems she is the one fraternising with demons, not I”
Prudence paused after these words. He had her attention. Martha had been disappearing off strangely a lot.
“My daughter? What about my daughter?”
Herman put on a straight face; he appeared deadly serious despite finding Prudence ridiculous. He continued..
“Have you not heard the rumours of vampires…I mean demons in our town? This is a very serious matter, may I please come in?”
Prudence was reluctant to let this man into her home while her husband and daughter were both out, but if what he says is true, then surely the lord sent him here for a purpose. To Prudence, her family is everything, so perhaps he is a messenger to save her daughters soul.
Prudence allowed Herman in, they sat down. She didn’t completely trust this man, but the news he brought was very important. Herman began his prepared speech
“Oh these are such terrible times, I’m sure you’d agree. I needed to talk to you; you are the only other person who would believe me when I say there are demons amongst us.”
“You have seen these demons?”
“Yes, briefly. The reason I need to take action, is because of my son. It appears he has been seduced by this darkness, a demon has befriended him. I do love my son dearly, but I fear his soul is now far too corrupt to be saved. You have heard the stories about poor Aiyana haven’t you?”
Prudence nodded, what a strange man! What is his point in this?
“You see Mrs Peel, I know it is too late to save my son, I think this thing has persuaded Victor to sacrifice poor Aiyana, or at least assist her in this sickening crime, and there is no repentance for that. But I am now aware that your daughter Martha has also met this devilish girl. I would hate to see another young person suffer the same fate.”
Herman sunk his head, appearing full of sorrow. Prudence’s heart went out to this poor man. So this is the explanation for the murder, she was right!
“I have been hiding from the police, to protect my Victor.Unfortunatly I don’t think they will believe me if I try to explain.Thats is why I need your assistance, to put a stop to these evil doings, and maybe Martha can be saved from Serene Raiden”
Serene Raiden? Where had she heard that name before? Then suddenly Prudence remembered. A girl from Martha’s school! Evil is reaching out and has its sights fixed on the youths. Something must be done!
“Of course…Thank you so much for your warning. May god be with you”
Herman thanked Prudence for her time and left, smirking. What an idiot! Isn’t it funny what a bit of sucking up can do?
While all this was going on, I had been waiting outside. Victor was asleep, and I was rather bored. Well thankfully I did not hear of the conversation between Herman and Prudence, my mood was rather dark that night. You know in a way, Prudence was right. I was slowly turning more demonic every day. I was growing weak from lack of blood, I was being deprived from my kind’s lifesourse and it was not doing me any good. But the poor woman has no idea what she’s gotten herself into, I am far less evil than her new friend Herman. If I remember Prudence’s favourite quotation correctly, it was…
“Revelations 21: But the cowardly, the unbelieving, the vile, the sexually immoral, those who practice magic arts, the idolaters and all liars-their place will be in the fiery lake of burning sulphur.”
Magic arts. I wonder if transforming into a bat counts? If only she knew what a sinner she was agreeing to help. Because if anyone is close to ****, it’s him! If I am correct, Herman fits into almost all of these crimes. Why couldn’t she see that I don’t actually want anything to do with dark arts!
But then, I can’t say that all vampires are mere victims of circumstance. Some of us are just complete freaks who totally enjoy preying on humans! One person springs to mind in particular…..Andrew of course! That night I thought of him a lot, I thought of him stalking the backstreets, probably drunk and biting random chicks the same way he did to me with rehearsed lines and force. Perhaps I’m psychic; perhaps it was a scary coincidence. But that night, I had a surprise reunion with my maker.
“Andrew? What are you doing here! ”
Andrew smiled, and looked at me. He was still exactly the same as I had last seen him. He replied.
“Nice to see you too Serene, we need to catch up”
Lollipop_Girl:
I just couldn’t believe it, Andrew, who I had spent many searching for, had finally returned. I hated him so much; he was the worst person ever to enter my life (then) and he just had to come back while I was at a weak point. That’s typical of Andrew, shows up when you least expect him. I glared at his stupid jerk face.
“What are you doing here?”
“Well that’s nice! Don’t I get a proper welcome back?”
At this point I was almost willing to let my vampire side loose hand slash him to pieces, yet I was curious to hear what stupid excuse he had for being here.
“You didn’t answer my question, what are you doing here, and you better have a good reason!”
Andrew smirked at me in his typical mocking way that now made me want to hit him!
“I wanted to see you of course! You’re my favourite creation! Wow and don’t you look great as a vamp, it’s a shame I couldn’t stick around to see you before, I had places to be.”
“What the **** are you on about? I am not ‘your’ creation! I hate you! You ruined my life! Now this is a really lame reason to come and bother me again!”
He shrugged.
“Well I think you need me to bother you, something isn’t right here. From what I’m hearing you seriously need guidance Serene! Is it true you don’t bite people?”
I replied, telling him that it is indeed true because I’m not a sick weirdo who eats my own species. But Andrew would have none of that; he had some plans for me that evening.
How Andrew persuaded me to come with him is still a mystery to me. He told me that I needed to see what life as a vampire should be like. Apparently my behaviour is unhealthy (so cannibalism is healthy?) and he wanted to “show me the light”. That’s a rather stupid expression to use when describing vampire life.
We arrived at some strange place after following a few strange back roads I never knew existed. It was eerily dark and isolated, and the atmosphere gave me the creeps.
“Ok what are we doing here?”
“This…is my favourite…uh restaurant, if you get what I mean.” He smiled yet again “filled with vampbait”
Vampbait, according to Andrew, is a word to describe people like Martha. Creepy people who are obsessed with vampires…just asking to be bitten. He says they are great when you’re not in the mood to chase your victims. I found the whole idea horrible.
“I am not looking to bite anyone!”
“Ok...Whatever Serene, just come inside and see how you feel, perhaps it’s not too late to save you”
Normally, I would have thought Crypt’O club was a freaky hangout, but this place made it look almost normal! The walls were…bloodstained? The people looked more vampire like than both me and Andrew put together and the whole place was dimly lit by. The overall effect was very stereotypically vampirish.We both stuck out like sore thumbs, but that didn’t bother Andrew. He made his way through as if he was completely at home. People didn’t really react to us, I was curious why.
“Andrew, if these people love vamps so much how come they don’t notice us?”
“These people wouldn’t know a real vamp if it danced around in front of them; they think we wear capes and stuff…stupid people! But its cool, means we don’t get rushed.”
Suddenly he disappeared; I looked around and saw him speeding off with some random girl, he waved at me before taking her into a back room….what a creep! He is exactly how I imagined in his vampire ways. I felt lost in this room. I knew I didn’t belong amongst these people. To make things even scarier I was bothered by some creepy guy, who looked about thirty-odd ears old.
“You’re a pretty young thing aren’t you? Are you new here blondie? I’ll be your friend…let’s say we go get to know each other a little better…”
“No. no I do not want to get you better! I want to get outta here!”
Andrew suddenly appeared beside me again, and I was almost relived to see him. He addressed the creepy man.
“Hey Crazy-Bob, stop perving! I need to show Serene something.”
I was worried, the girl he was with had disappeared. I had my suspicions on what had happened to her.
“Andrew I don’t trust you! I want to go!”
“Well im not going yet, you don’t know the way home. So you can either come with me or stay and make friends with Bob!”
Ok Bob scared me; so I decided to take my chances with Andrew. He led me into a backroom. It was dark and dingy, and slumped on the floor was the corpse of the girl Andrew was with earlier, just as I’d thought. There was blood on the floor.
“Andrew this is sick! Was all the carnage necessary! I want to go! Now! “
“Yeah it was! But hold on, you’re not leaving the room? Nobody is stopping you! It’s a gross dead body…why aren’t you scared?”
I couldn’t even answer this question myself. What he had just done to this poor girl was horrific, and before, I would have run like ****. But I couldn’t leave! Something about it had me paralysed, I couldn’t just walk away. Andrew expected this.
“It’s the blood isn’t it? You want the blood! And so you should Serene, it’s the same for us all. You are doing yourself no favours by starving. Just think of it as like eating…meat or something.”
“I-I-I don’t care! This is my own species! I can’t do it! Im no killer!”
And with all the willpower I could scrape together, I forced my way out of the room, I didn’t know the way home, but I’d rather risk it out there than stay here. Andrew watched me go and sniggered.
“Fine, suit yourself, it’s never gonna go away!”
“I told you…..she is a demon”
Herman and Prudence watched me leave hurriedly. “It’s disgusting creatures like her are allowed to roam the earth.”
Prudence was shocked; she had never been face to face with her so called “Demons” before.
“Heavens above! This is worse than I thought! Oh good lord how can the works of evil be devouring us so quickly? Is there no hope!”
Herman sighed. “The police will never believe this, most of these are just followers, the demons are too few, in fact a lot of people still don’t believe in them! Im afraid there is only one way to get rid of her and it’s a bit extreme. But it is for the greater good. Will you help me?”
Prudence nodded, still in shock. Whatever it takes, something must be done. Herman’s plan was simple. Serene is obviously troubled by something, Herman has a basic knowledge of vampires, and if she isn’t drinking blood then the poor girl is going to suffer from it. She will be easy to mess with; and she can be made to look so suspicious. He just has to be careful with it.
Times like these, it pays off to have a stalker. She had followed me and Andrew to the club and wondered what her mother was doing in a place like this, with another man! Surely not cheating? Martha just had to find out. I was fortunate for this, as she was to be a dangerous flaw in Herman’s perfect plan.
Lollipop_Girl:
It wasn’t too late, so although I was completely lost, I had enough time to find my way before sunrise. I felt disgusted with myself, how drawn to the blood I was. I had always promised myself I would never stoop that low but tonight I was so tempted, the blood was everywhere. But I was away from the club now, which was some relief to me. Although, Andrew’s last words still haunted me, will this never go away? Or am I doomed to suffer from these macabre cravings until I either give in, perish, or become completely insane!
I hurried; the cold was beginning to get to me, as it’s not really the ideal weather to be out in a strappy red dress. All I wanted to do was go home and hide in my stupid coffin, away from everyone. Perhaps that is the best thing I can do, for I was beginning to fear that I would gradually turn into a threat towards my friends and family. These thoughts made me despair, and made me want to see Andrew suffer a terrible fate to punish him for his brutality. When I found I was on the Road to Nowhere (I mean literally, it’s the name of the road) I felt some relief. But everything made me so tired, and so weak. How long could I go on like this?
When I finally arrived home, I flew straight upstairs to my room, although I knew my family would probably be asleep, I didn’t want to bump into anyone, I just wanted to be alone. Being in such close contact with all that blood had shaken me up big-time, I felt like a drug addict with severe withdrawal symptoms who had just turned away from their precious drug offered to them on a plate. My hands were shaky and I felt very faint. Now, everything I looked at reminded me of blood, my red walls, my red dress, even my sleeping family and friend. Who lay there feeling as safe as they didn’t know what I was being driven to.
I closed my eyes in an attempt to sleep, but the craving kept me from resting. I felt my cold forehead, no sweat. But I felt like I was developing a fever. This was almost as bad as the process of becoming a vampire, except this went on for much longer. I soon gave up on any hopes I had of sleeping. What could I do, I am no killer, and I defiantly don’t want to inflict anyone else with my curse either.. Soon, I heard a knock on my coffin lid, I thought at first it was me hallucinating or something, until I heard Victor whisper my name.
“Serene? Are you awake?”
I grunted a reply and feebly opened my coffin lid. What did he want?
“You disappeared tonight and you haven’t been yourself, is everything ok?”
“What-Yeah” I replied, pathetically,”Never better”
I am quite sure Victor saw through that, he isn’t stupid. It was sweet of him to be concerned, but he didn’t realise that now was just not a good time to try to socialise with me. Because as I said, everything reminded me of blood. Especially the scratch across Victor’s hand.
“What happened?” I asked glancing at the mark.
“Oh it’s nothing, just an accident with a knife.”
At this point in time I didn’t really care how it happened, as the question I really wanted to ask, was did it bleed a lot? Something took over me for a few seconds; I am not sure how it happened. But it scared me. I looked at Victor as if he was Martha, complete vampbait. Victor seemed a bit unnerved by this.
“What are you doing?” he blurted out as I advanced towards him, looking like I was mad. He was just right there in front of me, almost asking to be bitten, it could be so easy to make this all stop! I didn’t speak, till I snapped out of this trance.
“Victor. Go! Now! Something is wrong, it’s really better if I’m not around people!” I snapped. I am quite sure that was the first time I had ever had bad words to say to him.
“What! What did I do? You’re the one acting crazy!”
“Look I’m sorry, I don’t mean to snap, something is really wrong…blood…its all I think about, I need to be alone, please! I really don’t want to bite you!”
Before he could reply I slammed myself back in my coffin and pressed my head in my hands. These nights are going to be long.
Victor didn’t quite know what to think of my strange behaviour, he had never seen me like that. Nobody had. I had been managing quite well to hide this side of me up until now. He felt pity towards me, but didn’t completely understand what I meant, until he realised there was another in the room.
“Huh! What are you doing here?”
Victor saw Andrew by the doorway; he was not too pleased to be reunited with his old classmate.
“I’m staying here, what are you doing? Don’t you need to be invited in or something”
“Well the wallet by the window looked pretty inviting, but if you mean did I need to be invited in? That’s an old vampire myth. And also I wanted to see how dear Serene was doing? After freaking out earlier”
Well that explained my disappearance, but Victor was confused, he knew I hated Andrew so why was I with him? Something really was wrong.
“What was she doing with you! She hates you!”
“Oh yeah I know, but the stupid girl is killing herself. Vampires need blood but she won’t listen. She just freaks out when it’s offered straight to her! I don’t get Serene, but…hang on why am I wasting my time telling you?”
He peered over my coffin, “Stupid stupid girl” he sneered “Lets see how long you last without my help”, and with that, he flew out of the room. I heard Victor leave soon after, and then broke down into tears. I began to wonder if there would be anything left of my human side soon.
After seeing the horrors at the goth club, Prudence saw how the devil was reaching out its evil claws towards the youth society. These teenagers dressed and acted a lot like her own Martha, so she felt some immediate action would be needed in order to save the souls of the young before the dreaded judgement day.
So Mrs Peel decided to take this message directly to the youth, and organised a talk at Strangetown State School. The teacher introduced Prudence, and Martha hid at the back of the class, completely embarrassed.
“Now! How many of you read the revelations section of the bible regularly?”
She waited, no hands rose, even the Christian students were a bit worried.
“Well that says something doesn’t it! If you actually did, you would know of the dangers your generation faces. There is a secret code written in our lord’s book, and it says that judgement day is sooner than you think! And you are all going to ****!”
“Mum please. This is so embarrassing!”
“Well Martha, you’re a prime example of the devil’s work, you dress like a Satan worshipper, and I have seen many other youths dress the same, gathering in dark unearthly places listening to devils music and following the demons. The demons are corrupting you all! And the only way to save your souls from the fiery rivers I to repent your sins and turn away from this satanic behaviour at once! I wish to warn you all before your souls are damned for eternity! You will all be judged soon!”
The teacher had to interrupt “Mrs Peel I think that’s enough now”
Prudence turned sharply to the teacher “I see, it is not just the youth under influence. I hope my message has sunk in”
She stormed out of the classroom with a look of fury and possibly madness in her eyes; there was no doubt that Prudence was no ordinary bible follower. Poor Martha, she had gone completely red. But she had an important matter to discuss with Victor, and now was her chance.
“Victor!” she called to him before he could leave for break, “Can I talk to you?”
He stopped and turned around.
“I need to talk to you. About your dad, and my mum…oh and before you ask, it’s not what you think!”
“Ok I’m listening”
Martha repeated to Victor what she had heard last night at the club, how Herman was planning to shift the blame onto him and Serene and how prudence was going to assist him. It was obvious to both of them that Herman was guilty of the crime.Victor, hearing his own father was prepared to frame him and a completley innocent girl Herman didnt even know, horrified him!
“You see! We must do something! Or the only creature of darkness I know will be gone forever! Oh how terrible I would never get to be a vampire! Oh yeah and you’d get arrested too. We need to tell Serene, are you still staying at hers?”
Victor remembered my behaviour last night, and what Andrew had said. Was this really a good time to give even more bad news to a vampire on the verge of insanity?
“Not yet, something is not right with her right now. I have no idea why you want to be undead so much, it’s really not cool, I’m worried about Serene, she saw Andrew again and I think he’s triggered something off in her. “
“That’s what Herman said! He said she’d be suffering and easy to mess with! We need to do something!”
Victor agreed, they couldn’t just let Herman get away with this. He felt no connection to his dad, Herman was never there for him and this was more than he could take from his dad. So if Herman is going to try and mess with them, they’d be ready for it. Herman is going down!
Lollipop_Girl:
I spent the next few nights almost in complete solitude; horrified by my actions, I felt some consolation that in my coffin I was no burden to my friends and family. My parents did show concerns, but they couldn’t do anything to help me, they were pretty clueless to what I was going through. Mervin knew, but didn’t realise the seriousness. Evil thoughts plagued my mind, every time I closed my eyes I would see the image of the poor girl Andrew had killed so savagely. One night Victor managed to persuade me to leave my lair, just to go out somewhere...Anywhere. He had nice intentions, but unfortunately it left an opportunity for Herman to cause us all more grief.
Herman was growing tired of his partner in crime. Tonight’s mission was to be carried out solo, besides the mad woman would probably be unable to handle what must be done. Herman grinned, he could not lie to himself, this was no chore, it was an enjoyable task. The only problem is that it was getting late; he needed to hurry up a bit if he wanted to add his special ‘finishing touches’ too add the right effect. He noticed a young woman dressed in slutty clothes stumble down the road, probably drunk and appearing to have just crawled out of a nightclub. She’d have to do.
When she got closer, Herman could tell she was particularly vulnerable. Perhaps even a little too easy? Well tonight he didn’t have time for games; it was straight for the kill. But a little sweetly polite talking would be necessary to persuade the drunk to come with him, without causing a scene.
“Excuse me miss, are you looking for a mini cab?”
The woman stopped, and replied in a drunken slur, “Yeaah thanks man! You’re well safe!” It was just too simple.
She opened the door and slumped into the passenger seat “Oh gawd I haad way too much to drink!”
Herman found this woman pretty repulsive; she had no class about her. He normally chose women with an air of grace or classiness about them. But now isn’t the time to be choosey, they all end up the same way in the end.
“So, where do I take you”
She told Herman the address, but of course he wasn’t listening, it was totally irrelevant. This woman just wouldn’t shut up, and her voice was irritating him, she didn’t have a sweet soft tone to her voice like Larissa did. Larissa is, and always would be his favourite. As Herman sped down the road to nowhere, the woman looked out the window, “Uh exusssee me! I think you’re goin the wrong way!”
“Don’t worry, it’s just a shortcut.”
While all this was going on, Victor and I had hit the streets. I found it difficult to walk for too long, I had a sick dizzy feeling. But Victor seemed to want to talk to me about something, away from uber-rude nosey Mervin (Who was being a real jerk, he made me play resident evil with him on his games console and I actually got hungry! Ugh!). I felt so bad about how I was acting; Victor had been trying so hard to help. But I had the feeling there was something he wasn’t telling me, and as you know….there was.
Victor felt slightly nervous, he wasn’t too sure how to tell me that the two of us were being framed for murder. So he decided to lighten the mood by recounting Prudence’s interesting classroom speech.
“You are all evil! And going to ****! Demons! Demons! I am not kidding she was mad! For a moment I thought she was going to start throwing holy water at us!”
“Oh my! How on earth did she have a daughter like Martha then?”
“I have no idea! So….isn’t it nice being out?”
“Not really” I replied feebly “What did you want to tell me?”
”Hmm where should we go? I’m guessing the graveyard isn’t a good place to hang out anymore! And….well anywhere we could run into Martha!”
I had been deliberately avoiding Martha (Well, putting more effort into it than usual). She was the biggest piece of vampbait I had come across, not only would biting her be savage, gorey and cannibalistic…..but Martha as a vampire! Truly a horrifying thought!
Tonight I was not at my worst. I was starting to feel ok (well as ok as I could) and began to think slightly optimistic thoughts for the first time in ages. It would be so nice to get over this, and at least be able to go back to how things were in my early days as a vampire. Perhaps facing the world would help me after all. But of course, just when you think there is hope, something little happens to put you down again. And as I saw two kids stare at me and run away, I was once again reminded of my nature.
“Look Victor, I am so sorry but I need to go, I-I just can’t get away with this anymore, vampires just can’t have normal lives!”
I turned to walk home again, Victor snagged my arm and I turned round.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
”You saw those kids run! You saw me go all evil the other night! Look at me! I am barely even looking human anymore! This world is not for vampires!”
“Ok so what are you going to do? Hide in your box forever? You have put up such a good fight against all this creepy vampire stuff; you just can’t give up like this!
His reaction was out of character, he was normally so placid.
“But I can’t, I feel drained of all of my energy, everything that I am-that I was, is slipping away! So what is the point in trying? You have no idea what it is like to be deprived off…”
“So maybe I don’t get the whole blood craving thing, but I do know what its like to have a tough life! You are so lucky to have people who actually give a damn about you, you can’t just abandon them!”
I did not know what to say to that. I just stood there, I was no longer dizzy, in fact I hadn’t felt this normal for a few days. Victor was the first person to say anything, and he had woken me out of a daze. Although the needing for blood would not go away overnight, perhaps there is a way round this.
“I’m sorry Serene, I-“
”Don’t be, you’re right.”
“There has to be a way round this blood thing for you”
I just hoped that there was. Victor didn’t get a chance to tell me what he had planned to, but he knew that now is not really a good time.
I did not expect to see the door left wide open when we returned home.
Blood! Upstairs! I could tell as soon as I walked in the door. I didn’t know why there would be blood in my house, and I didn’t really care. I could sense it.
I ran upstairs, followed quickly by Victor. And there, just as my instincts had told me…was yet another murder victim.
The woman lay propped up against my parents’ bed; the sheets were covered in blood. Some serious butchering had taken place on there. It was a pretty shocking scene. But neither I nor Victor even flinched at al the bloodshed. But what we did notice is that this was defiantly for a purpose. You could clearly see the strange ‘demonic’ carvings on this woman’s body, some one…well no prizes for guessing who, had obviously put time and effort into this presentation. Victor was the first to speak.
“Damn it! He’s already started”
“Started? what?”
“I-was going to tell you earlier, Martha overheard her mum and my dad talking, basically dad has told her you’re a ‘demon’ and is trying to frame us for the murder.”
To someone with little experience around vampires, the scene was pretty convincing. This room looked like Andrew had been using it as a slaughterhouse.
“Then we are completely screwed, People don’t like vampires Victor! We are ‘Demons’ I am so sorry but there really is no hope!”
Nothing could be done, who would believe a crazed vampire suffering from withdrawal symptoms was innocent! Even if under the law I was innocent, in the eyes of society I would always been seen as a monster. It was all just too much.
Victor was almost getting used to seeing gruesome murder scenes. But he still wasn’t used to the aftermath. He was hating Herman more and more every day. That guy just wrecks everything! How on earth did an evil man like him even get a religious fanatic on his side!
There was now not an ounce of doubt in his mind that Herman was also responsible for the death of his mother. Victor felt a rage he hadn’t felt since he lost his mother, he didn’t understand how his dad could find pleasure in causing all those around him so much pain. Whether physical or mental! Any man who can feel no guilt in telling people that his son is dead so that he can lure women to their deaths, must have no feelings whatsoever! What really bothered Victor was the cruelty he was showing towards my state. Herman had obviously learned that I was unstable and was using it to benefit himself.
“So is this what you want? You want violence dad?” Victor thought bitterly, “Well fine! I’ll bring you violence! But there is no way in **** you are messing with Serene too!”
He felt such a strong desire for revenge, and way beginning to think like I was. We really were screwed. Either way, he thought, he would end up in jail. But if he can do some good before they lock him up, I could have my second chance.
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