Category : Stories

Sub Category : Fantasy

Vampires Chapter 1

We've heard tales upon tales about the legends of Vampires, but we never believed them to be real, until 2001.

The world had began to change, for better or worse, we still don't know. The missing person cases at the police stations around the world we're growing by the day. At first everyone was kept in the dark about how the victims we're found, until someone let it slip. The missing person cases and murder rates had increased dramatically due to human looking "monsters" known as Vampires. Two tiny bite wounds had been left in each victim. And there had been many people witness the horrible scenes take place.

Since the world discovered these beings, humans had been trying to perfect an agreement for people's safety. All humans over the age of sixteen must donate blood to a blood bank every month. The blood will be then portioned to exactly how much vampires need to keep their strength a day. Seven bags will be given to the vampire for a week. Vampires feeding from humans has been banned, unless the human has given permission. Vampires even helped create vampire prison cells for those who don't follow the rules. Humans and Vampires have been living this way for fourteen years now, and nothing bad has come about it.

On this day, May 6th 2017, marks fourteen years since we and the vampires signed an agreement, May 6th 2003. It's also a month until my sixteenth birthday. I've been nervous about giving my blood for nearly a year. Okay, that's a lie, I'm terrified. I received my B.D. (Blood Donation) card a week ago and even just holding it in my hands made me tremble.

The vampires terrified me. Not for reasons you might think. It's just that they now have control over higher-ups situations, some even work for the government. It was scary that, at a moments notice, they could all come together and over-throw the human race.

But getting back to the actual story; I live in a small town in England called Canterbury. It's not the prettiest or nicest of places but it's my home. I've lived in the same house, the same town, my whole life. Since the day I arrived back from the hospital as a new-born.

I was getting ready for my final day at school, when someone knocked on our front door. Being the only one awake I ran downstairs, seeing the post-man. I opened the door and smiled. "Morning. You're early." I laughed.

Jerry, the twenty-nine year old post-man, smiled back, scratching his neck. "It's a work day so... most people will be up early." He laughed, handing two envelops and a package to me.

I chuckled awkwardly as I noticed the two slightly pointed teeth in his mouth. I had never noticed before.  "Uh... that's true. Anyway, I need to get ready for school. Thanks for this, bye." I said quickly, closing the door. I looked through the names and smiled when I saw mine on the package. That must be my camera bag. I placed the two envelops on the stairs and walked back up to my room, opening the package. I was correct. My black and grey camera bag was a little bigger than expected, but it was able to hold my camera and lenses.

Pulling on my school uniform I looked in the mirror. I noticed that I had very visible bags under my grey eyes. "Great." I sighed, pulling my long black hair into a messy bun. I pulled on my boots, making my way out the door and down the road shortly after. 

Skipping breakfast had become a daily routine recently, I had began to feel sick at the lightest smell of food in the mornings.

Making my way down the roads, I arrived at my school, looking up at the tall building. It seemed as if the past few years had passed by in an instant. I waited by the stairs to the main entrance, as I did every morning, for my small group of friends. I wouldn't be seeing them anymore after today, unless we met up outside of our spereate colleges.
I waited nearly twenty minutes, until the bell rang, but no one showed up. I sighed, walking towards my classroom.

On my way there I stopped, seeing a group of people surrounding something, or someone. I walked over, trying to get a look at what everyone was gawking at. I was too short to see over everyone's heads, so I climbed on top of a set of stairs with a stone railing, trying to keep my balance. It was nothing more than a boy, who I had never seen before. I shook my head, and was about to hop down from the railing, when he looked in my direction, and smirked. I shook my head once more, and jumped down from the rail. I ignored his stare as I shoved through the crowd, passing him with a glare. I made my way towards my classroom, sitting down in my usual seat, in the back corner. I pulled my book out of my bag, flipping it open to the final chapter and began reading as I waited for the teacher to start the class.

Not even a few minutes had past, when I felt a presence next to me. Without looking up from my book I spoke, believing the person next to me was a friend. "Why didn't you meet me outside?" I asked, turning a page of the book.

I heard a deep chuckle, before they spoke. "I've only just met you, I didn't mean to offend you."

I glanced to the side and sighed. "My mistake. I thought you were someone else." I mumbled, turning back to my book. It was the boy from earlier. I had decided to ignore him, I got a bad vibe from him.

He laughed, leaning back on his chair and placing his hands behind his head. "So, fourteen years of peace between us then?" He said, smirking.

I held my breath, turning slowly to face him. His smirk showed his teeth, those small, but noticeable, pointed teeth. How didn't I realise? "Let's hope for longer then." I said, trying not to sound scared.

The boy obviously noticed the worried tone in my voice. "Scared, human?" He said, looking me over. I only shook my head, returning my attention to my book. "Good, not like there's any need to be. Vampires can be as nice as humans. But they can also be as cruel." he sighed, looking towards me.

I tried my hardest to think of something to say, but my mind couldn't focus. I decided to put my book away, hoping he too would go away. "Oh, I see." Was all I said. He chuckled, sensing my discomfort. "Now if you don't mind, I'd much rather speak to someone I know the name of." I didn't mean to sound so cold, but I had been stood up more than once today, and I was terrified as I had encountered two Vampires, one of which I've know a long time.

"Lucas." He said softly, leaning forward to look at me. For a second I was confused. "My name... It's Lucas McGrath. My parents were Irish, but I've lived in England for nearly seventy years." He smiled. He didn't seem like someone to be afraid of, but I couldn't help but trust my gut feelings.

I nodded, trying to turn away so he would stop looking at me. "Alexis Dunsdon, but people call me Lex." I shouldn't have told him my name. I instantly regretted my choice of words. He now knew my name, first and last.

His soft smile stayed on his lips. "Alexis Dunsdon." My name rolled off his tounge with ease, but it made my heart beat a little bit faster. It made my palms sweat, and my vision became fuzzy.

Is this what fear feels like?