An Evil Creation

 

An Evil Creation

 

As I lay on the blood soaked floor, I considered ending my life, but I quickly realised that I would not be able to do that. My thoughts became full of vengeful, sadistic thoughts. I remembered the faces of all that had come to my house, they would be painful deaths. But I would kill all vampires, nobody would go through what I had again. I was going to eliminate the race. I realised that this may be impossible but I was going to give it my best shot and take as many down as possible. I lay pondering this on the floor for three days, unable to leave the vessels that had carried the pure souls of my family. I worked up the strength and my thirst had almost over come me.

 

I was determined I would harm no human, I was unsure of what I should hunt though. On my way into town I passed the morgue the smell of blood brought me in. this may not be a pure way of life, but it would give me the strength I needed to fight and nobody would be sacrificed. I began to practice fighting skills placing flour bags around and 'defeating' them. I was a talented fighter, I hoped it was something to do with my self righteous rage, I wanted no part of the vampire world. I was an agile and strong warrior. I decided to test that theory on something evil. I had spent my training wandering aimlessly, unsure of what drew me where. I discovered vampires, living in the forest, there was three and all murderers. They seemed rather unremarkable, looking like average humans. I knew that I was glorious I always had been, in human life I was beautiful and the darkness had not changed that. My diet of dead blood left me unusually pale, all normal vampires appear like humans, they have no fangs and are not beautiful, merely more durable.

 

I began to stalk the vampires, I singled them out, learnt which one went where. Then one evening I attacked the youngest and a female, returning from a hunting trip. I was so enraged, seeing the blood on her lips that I flung myself from the tree and attacked her, it took me seconds. I had bought the weapons for my trade, silver stakes and bullets, and a lighter to end it for good. It took seconds, I over came her quickly and staked her heart. As I watched as her body burned blue, knowing that I had saved lives. Hearing the fight the remaining two came out to attack. Wary of me they kept there distance and circled. It took me seconds to send them both to hell. These vampires were not trained in fighting arts they had no need of, the vampire gangs were the ones who stood in battle. I had started with them as I knew I would be able to take them down.

 

But I faced bigger challenges to come, I was looking forward to them with a fervent relish. The sense of righteousness and the sinful joy I felt at the ending of these disgusting murderous vermin. You may say that I was just as bad as them, but I clear the world of murderous scum and then I will find a way to end myself and join my family. To be honest I have little care for what you think, or what anyone thinks. I am not afraid to admit that I am enjoying my killing spree and the havoc I am wreaking. But I tell a small lie, I also kill the vampire pets, the despicable, fragile humans, who embroil themselves in this supernatural world. I will end them too, they have asked for their fate by standing aside for them.

 

I stood watching the murderous, unnatural creations finish for ever in front of me. I would make no mistakes, none would be left alive. I contemplated my success, grinning to myself in the dark. But now I needed to feed, I had located the morgues, no innocent human would suffice for me, and I would not taint myself with the blood of the vampire's pets. The blood of the dead did not truly satisfy the evil urges I felt, but it dulled the pain of the fire and made me strong enough to fight. It tasted pretty awful, cold and strange, I have never tasted living human blood and I never will. As I broke into the morgue and found a fresh corpse, I heard a movement, it wasn't human.