Rose Violet Yuki

A Story by Rose

Rose Violet Yuki

I am who I am and no-one can take that away from me. Who I am is not human. I am Rose Violet Yuki. Eyes a sparkling blue and hair a glossy black with light brown highlights. I look just like any average human girl, but I can assure you, I am not an average human girl. I was human once, however. I almost never lived to see this day. I was so close to death once. My life was saved and I was given a second chance at life. Not a normal human life however. No. A life as an immortal and completely different being. My life was never going to be the same again. Ever.

The day it all happened was just an ordinary day for me. A walk around the park with my big brother, Morgan, doing nothing except, just relaxing and getting fresh air. I guess we both must have been that bored that we ended up racing each other back home. To be honest though... I cheated. I teleported home before him and you should have seen his face when he saw me at the front door. Priceless. He knew I could do things like that; hiding in the shadows, teleporting and healing or transferring my energy to others to help them. Although, I guess for that one moment he had forgotten. I still laugh about it whenever I remember that tragic day, that happened almost a year ago now.

That same day - at night - I had this strange dream. It felt to me as if it was real. Yet again, what dreams don't feel as if they are real? None. However, as the dream grew more like a nightmare, I could feel myself tossing and turning in my sleep, trying desperately to wake up... and failing. This dream was the worst one I had ever had and I was seriously wanting it to stop or at least, wanting to wake up. Eventually, I was awoken by Morgan. He had said to me that he had heard me screaming and he sounded worried. I could feel myself shaking with fear, as that dream I had had wasn't an ordinary dream to me. That dream had felt as if it was a warning from someone, warning me from some danger that was going to happen. What danger, I had no idea and who it was going to happen to was still unclear. I was determined to not let anything happen to either my big brother, or myself. Would I succeed it doing it? I would not find out until the time came.

As the summer holidays grew shorter, the nightmare became more real. My brother and I had been involved in a fight and luckily, we had won and survived. I had taken us both back home - teleporting again - just as the night rolled in. The sky was pitch black and I knew that since he had been the one to do most of the fighting - being not an ordinary human and all - that my big brother needed to rest. He made sure that I was okay with him going to rest for a while, especially after having told him about the dream. I just nodded and left the room. On my way downstairs to the living room, I sensed someone coming to the house. I quickly dashed to the front door and opened it before they could have a chance to knock and possibly, also wake up Morgan. I shouldn't have opened the door, as the moment I had, some random guy grabbed me. However, I fought with all my might to get free, but I didn't succeed and he knocked me out.

I awoke in a strange place as I got my bearings of were I was, I heard my older brother shouting my name. I was desperately wanting to stop him from coming for me, as I was sure that I was only the bait for him. I tried screaming for him to leave, but I failed. My mouth was so dry and I could hardly talk. The stranger once again approached me and picked me up - flinging me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes - and walked. After a few short minutes, he stopped walking and threw me over somewhere, when I looked up, I was being untied and helping up by Morgan - or at least what I presumed to be him.

As my eyes filled with tears and I hugged my brother tightly, the stranger brought out a gun and aimed it straight at us - mostly at my brother - with a evil grin on his face. There were many questions running through my mind; Would he kill my brother? Would I be the one to get shot instead? Or was it all just a trap? Without even thinking about the risks of being killed instead, I stood in between my brother and the stranger, getting in the way of his line of fire, pleading with him to kill me and spare my brothers life. I never wanted anything to happen to him, he was one of the best big brothers I had. Before I could react, my brother shoved me out the way and said three words to me, making tears fall down my face and my throat go dry - "Good-bye little sis."

Just as the stranger was about to shoot him, he decided to aim the gun at me, and just as he did someone came out of the shadows and shoved the guy to the ground, then picking him up by the throat. Morgan. The real Morgan. I was stunned and surprised, that I couldn't believe it. I thought that would be the end of that, but boy, was I wrong. While my brother and I were having a moment and he kicked the gun in my direction, out of the strangers grasp, assuming that was the only gun he had had, the stranger grinned, pulling out another gun - the exact same as the other - and shot me. I fell to the ground, as my brother shouted something, crushing the mans head, killing him for shooting me, as he rushed over to my side in a flash.

I was dying. I was actually dying. I couldn't believe that I was dying and I don't think my brother wanted me to die. As I said, what I believed to be my last words to him, he sunk his fangs into my neck and fused his blood with mine, changing me into the same being as him.

I woke up a few minutes later, feeling strange and dizzy. I had no idea what had just happened to me, except that my brother was crying his eyes out and had fangs showing. It took a few seconds for it to dawn on me but when it did, would you believe I was actually more relieved to be alive than what he had done to save me. I was no longer just an average immortal girl. No. I was now many things, things including being part vampire and part werewolf, although I was still also part human.

Questions still haunt my mind to this very day; Would I have got shot and died, if Morgan hadn't been there?; Would I ever get used to my new life?; Was I meant to die that day?; Is there some other reason I got a second chance at life?; and the most important one, Why did it have to happen to me?

© 2012 Rose

Author's Note

If there is anything that you think could be made better; grammar, spelling, ideas, etc. please feel free to leave your ideas and changes in comments please and I will take them into consideration and possible change it to what you suggest.