Undead: Serene's story ~The end~
cool10172:
yes i love the new chapter hurry up i want more write more!
oddball011:
hurry
Im getting rele upset i cant know what happenes ARG (this is just as bad as waiting for the harry potter books because this story is so good)
And if she doesnt bite him shes just being selfish
Quote from: cool10172
yes i love the new chapter hurry up i want more write more!
I want more too!!!!!!
Lollipop_Girl:
:) I have pretty much written the last part now, It should be up tomorow. Awww dont be so hard on Serene, its tough. But you'll find out her choice soon.
oddball011:
I absolutely love your story and I am dying for the next part
Lollipop_Girl:
Daylight, often seen as a good thing, signifying the end of the night. But if you’re a vampire, it’s just a complete pain. I had managed to call help once the drama had stopped, medics came and took away Martha, Victor and Herman’s motionless forms. I am not quite sure what happened then, Prudence did most of the talking while I stood back hiding beneath my hair hoping not to be noticed, people generally don’t like vampires.
Prudence then left in one of the ambulances, to be with Martha which is understandable. This left Persephone and I alone at the scene of the crime, trapped by the rays of sunlight outside. Hiding on the corner of the room for safety. This had been the longest night of my life. We both knew that soon the place would be filled with police and detectives. We’d be questioned and interrogated (which I was not looking foreword to after the last time) on every detail, especially since we are the blood sucking creatures, and therefore not to be trusted.
We sat on the floor and waited for it all to begin. This was the first time I had the opportunity to talk to another vampire other than Andrew. I had many questions to ask, but there was one that was burning in my mind.
“Do you think I made the right choice?” I asked.
“You did what you thought was right, it was really tough.”
Another thought crossed my mind,” Why was it my choice? Why did I have to decide what happened to Victor?”
Persephone sighed “A long time ago, vamps like us…who weren’t really into the whole creature of the night thing, had a scheme to try and change our image, and do some good. We could turn people who were severely injured, and then they could survive and be cured. It all went well at first, a good way to satisfy cravings for blood too. But some of the freaks around just wanted to be made into vampires. People like Andrew. I ended up getting stalked, bribed, and even threatened by them. I didn’t want to create more evil vampires, so we ended the scheme and I swore off biting humans. And I haven’t touched human blood ever since. I know Victor wouldn’t have been like one of them, but I couldn’t do it. That’s why it was up to you.”
“But it was hard to make that decision, to decide the fate about someone you care for so much.”
”I know, I’m sorry. I sound like a coward myself. But also you’re the one who was closest to him. Like his next of kin in a way.”
We continued to talk, she told me about her experiences over the many years she had spent as a vampire. We swapped stories, Persephone was the vampire friend who I had searched for every night when I was newly sired. Yet, she found her way on her own...I did too before meeting her. After explaining my allergy problem, I remembered hearing one of the scientists I had met earlier mention Persephone once, and that made me think.
“If being a vampire is so hard, why haven’t you cured yourself? Don’t tell me you’re allergic too!”
“No, I’m not. But Gypsies are not really trustworthy. I am not drinking weird chemicals made by the same people who lived outside my house in caravans and tried to sell me a broken TV.”
I laughed slightly. “So, waiting for an official cure too?”
“Yeah, well I’m not desperate, after all these years I’ve gotten used to being undead. But it would be nice to stand in the sun again one day…although; those scientists are reaaally annoying at times.”
“I said I’d help them, I can’t stand being a vampire.”
“Yeah, and I’ll probably go back to helping them too, once I work up the tolerance.”
If I had lived as long as she has, I’d be desperate to go back. But perhaps after such a long time, it becomes a part of your life. But Persephone didn’t seem to be unhappy with her life. She made her life as normal as possible, and things looked up for her as her club was very successful.
“It gets easier Serene, through time. Don’t be too worried. And hey, you could be luckier than me...at least they are attempting a cure now.”
I smiled again, despite the painful feelings I was experiencing as a result of the events that had just passed. Perhaps there was hope for us “demons” after all. We don’t have to be evil just because society makes us out to be. I heard the sound of sirens outside, and I knew it was all about to begin. But I decided to be brave, and not let the police get to me again. Besides, what do they know about being a vampire anyway?
The news of the Strangetown serial killer spread the news rapidly; this quiet town isn’t used to this kind of scandal. It is quite different to the usual alien abductions and Bella Goth sightings (yes they actually spend more money on the Bella Goth mystery than on the Vamprocillen E research!). I got a few reporters after me, as did Persephone. And it took a while to die down.
I tried to get my life back to normal (as normal as it can possibly be for me anyway), but it was hard. Things weren’t as bad as they had been before though, I guess the experience made me stronger. But it was still lonely.
I got a call which informed me that Martha had recovered well, so I decided to visit her after the sun set to see how she was. After all we’d been through, I felt closer to my annoying goth stalker than before. I found her ward in the local hospital, where she was already “entertaining” some other guests with her story.
“Well I like tootally had a near death experience! I mean I really saw the dark! I am sooo like a tortured soul now or something...haunted by my experiences. You wouldn’t understand how close to death I was! It’s awesome, I’m like a creature of the night or something! Oh hey Serene!”
“Hey Martha, how are you feeling?”
“I’m ok…Oh I like soo nearly died! And it was soo creepy...”
“Yeah I caught the story.” Then I said jokingly “So, you still want to be a vampire after all that?”
“Oh yeah! Defiantly! Now I feel even closer to the night than before! I belong with your kind...”
”I’m still not biting you!” I interrupted quickly. Some people never change. I recognised the other guests; Faye Griffith and Earth Neebtadrizk. They were some old friends of mine from my pre-vampire days. I lost touch with them after having to leave school. Faye addressed me.
“Hey Serene! Wow it’s been so long since we’ve seen you!”
“Yeah, it’s been a while.” I replied shyly, I didn’t really like being seen by my old school friends looking all blue tinged and windswept.
“Its such a shame we lost contact, I guess the whole vampire thing got difficult.”Earth chimed in.
“Sure did! I...um… find it hard to let people see me like this.”
Then I remembered who I was talking to, Earth has always been big on the non-human minority support. We arranged for the four of us to meet up some time, and do non-vampire stuff, it had been ages since I’d been out with friends. It felt so good to start to get my life back again. Smiling, I said goodbye and turned to leave.
Down the hospital corridor, I stopped outside another ward. The name of the patient caught my eye. “Anderson. H”. The papers reported that he was in a coma, and curiosity got the better of me. I peered inside.
And there he was, looking much less sinister and powerful. His face was bruised; he lay unconscious relying on the life support machine. I looked at him, feeling that he completely deserved to be in this fragile condition. The room was completely empty, and silent except for the constant beeping of the machinery. What annoyed me was all the effort this hospital was putting into saving his life. They know what inhumane he did, they know how he brutally murdered those women in cold blood…and even stabbed his own son. Yet all this has been done to save him. Blood donors gave up blood, a ward place was taken, I almost felt bad for having him put here and having him waste people’s time.
I looked at the life support plug, and felt that demonic part of me try to take over again. I could really end him here, nobody could see me. And I could make sure that the world was defiantly free of Herman Anderson this time.
“No” I shook my head and snapped out of it. It isn’t really for me to decide, and I should never listen to that side of me. Herman could not make it anyway, and if he does survive…he can simply rot in jail, which is what he really deserves. “Maybe he could even have unfortunate shower accidents in jail?” I smirked to myself. How evil! I didn’t know what doctor would want to tend to this man. I found out shortly.
“Excuse me? Are you a relative?”
“No”
“I thought not. Just looking for an easy snack then? You parasites disgust me. Preying on coma patients”
The doctor had a real spooky look about her, especially her eyes. I ignored her stupid comment and left abruptly, knowing well that she wouldn’t be so keen to protect her patient if she’d met him in a bar while he was in good health. And as I left, I hoped that would be the last time I was ever faced with Herman Anderson. I hoped that life would give him exactly what he deserves. However short the remainder of it may be.
So, it seems like the perfect ending to my story, “and they all lived happily ever after. Except Herman”. Unfortunately something would haunt me forever. Had I really made the right choice with Victor? I hadn’t seen or heard what has happened to him since that night. And in the back of my mind, I was always thinking of him.
Walking home from the hospital, I thought of him again. And felt tears sting my eyes. I missed him so much, and I didn’t know if I would ever find out what happened to him. Or if he was even still alive. I continued my steady pace, and heard something behind me. “Look ok I am not doing any interviews or talking to the press! Just leave me alone!”
“But what’s a pretty thing like you doing alone in these dark streets…it’s not safe; you never know what weirdos you’ll run into.”
“Huh?” I turned round. And I saw him. Right there, clear as day. But he looked different. Paler, blue tinged, and his eyes were red.
“Victor? It’s really you! I didn’t think I’d see you again!” I exclaimed, shocked. He came over and hugged me. I tried to speak, but my voice quavered.
“I…I am so sorry for this! I didn’t want to put you through it but I just couldn’t let you die...I thought you’d be mad...I...”
“Hey no I am so glad you did! I didn’t want to die! You saved me. Thank you so much!”.
It was strange to see him looking this way; he is not really the type you’d imagine as a vampire. But despite the transformation he was still the same Victor. But luckily for him, he had a way out of it all.
“I guess you can cure yourself. Perhaps it’s not too bad.”
“True, I could. But…what if I don’t. What if, say…I’d rather wait for an official cure.”
The gypsies’ vamprocillen D had a pretty good success rate for those who didn’t suffer from my stupid allergy so I was unsure of why he’d wait around for the real cure. I know Persephone had her reasons, but Victor saw what being undead did to me…Why would he want to stay like this? So I asked him why.
“Serene, you are the only person I have left. And I know how much you hate being one of the few vampires left in the world. I’m happy to wait with you for the new cure, and then we can both be cured together.”
“You’d do that?”
“I am doing that. Besides, it might be fun to scare a few people!”
How is he so sweet? I couldn’t believe he would do that for me. I hugged him tightly again, just feeling glad to have him back with me. He then leaned in and kissed me, and I felt all the pain I was feeling melt away.
There are times, where you think that things have gotten so messed up, that it can never be fixed. I was almost certain that things were too screwed up to get better. But sometimes life can come through for you when you least expect it, even if you are undead.
The quest for vamprocillen E still goes on. Persephone, Victor and I do everything we can to help with the research, even putting up with Vincent's scientific ramblings. and there have been some advancements. Not much has improved in the way of funding but we’ll get there in the end. Hopefully.
What bothers me is how the public’s attitude towards vampires never seems to change. We try all we can to fit in, yet people still fear us, and discriminate. The media continues to portray us badly, which really gets on my nerves. Even in a town like Strangetown, where non-human minorities are extremely common. So that is my purpose for telling my story, in the hope that people can see we aren’t all creepy murderous fiends. Some of us are really just normal people, who got unlucky.
It makes me think, who is the real evil in this world? People can blame those who are different; they can shower us with holy water and call us “demons”; yet looking at Herman, a seemingly normal man suffering from the unfortunate loss of his wife who is actually a merciless killer, it shows that you can’t always judge a person by what they physically are, it’s their actions that make them.
One day, with some luck, I’ll be able to gain my old life back again. See my reflection for the first time in a year, look like a human and not a corpse, go back to school and take my exams, perhaps I’ll even go to college in the future. So many possibilities. And it may be uncertain. But at least now, I have some hope.
Lolli's note: I cant believe I finally finished this story! Its sad in a way, and I hope the ending is ok. Thankyou all for reading :)
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