Vengeance

 

Because of you, I don't know who I am anymore.  I don't breathe, I don't live.  My heart does not beat.  And I live off of blood.  I am your worst nightmare.  A human in devil form.  I am a vampire. 

You took my life away.  I had a wife and three kids whom I can never see again.

My mission: destroy you!

 

September 21st, 2008

I sat at the little desk chair.  It was career day in my youngest daughter's 2nd grade class.

"Your turn, Mr. Wallace." The teacher, Mrs. Brenza, said.

I took my place in front of about 20 faces and cleared my throat. "Hello everyone.  My name is Mark Wallace.  I am Kristen's dad.  And I am here to talk to you about tele-journalism."

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I parked the car in front of my house.

"Daddy, do you have to go back to work?" Kristen's sweet little voice asked.

"Yes hunny."

"Why?"

"Because daddy has to pay the bills." I told her.

"What are bills?"

"I'll tell you later tonight.  OK hun?"

She smiled and  gave me butterfly kisses on the cheek. "I love you daddy!"

"Love you too baby!"

Kristen hopped out of the car and ran up the driveway.  My wife, Rachel, held the door open for her.  I blew Rachel a kiss and she blew one back.  And then I drove back to work.

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9:00 PM......time to go home. 

I walked to the parking lot.  It felt oddly cold that night.

I was just about to open my car door when a young female with bright blonde hair stepped in front of me.  She was wearing a bright red dress and red sandals with a heel on them.

"Can I help you?" I asked, thinking that she might be drunk and in need of a ride home.

"My name is Emma." she whispered.

"I'm Mark."

"Are you sure you want to help me?"

That was a weird question. "Yes."

She smirked. "Then lean in close to me.  Trust me....it's the only way."

Perplexed, I leaned in closer to her.  She sniffed my neck.

"Mmmmm....you'll do just fine." Emma commented.

But before I could ask, she bit my neck.  Ice spread throughout my entire body.  It was the most painful thing I had ever felt. 

She kept sucking until I collapsed to the ground, on the verge of death.  I closed my eyes and waited for the angels to take me.

Something touched my lips.

"Drink." said a voice.

I drank.  A salty taste filled my mouth.  It was good.  It was warm. 

My eye lids flung open.  Emma was standing over me, and I was drinking the blood from her wrist.  But I did not care.  Nothing mattered anymore.  All I wanted was to get warm.  So I drank faster.

She pulled her wrist away. "Enough! Now you must feed."

I jumped up.  Angry at her for taking the blood away.

"Besides, human blood will taste better than mine!"

Just then, my co-worker Harry, came out of the building.  I pounced on him, snapped his neck, and drained him of his blood.

And then everything blacked out.

 

Present Day

It's been a year and a month since I last saw Emma, Rachel, Kristen, and my two other kids Holly and Brayden.

Anger flared as I remembered waking up in the parking lot.

After I had woken up from my black out, I learned that Emma had disappeared.  And that I couldn't be around people....it was too risky.  The last thing that I wanted to do, was to do what Emma did to me.

I recalled myself vowing to find Emma and rip her to shreds.  She took away everything that was good in my life and I wanted revenge!

So here I am now.  I've tracked Emma down to Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.  And I am only minutes away from finding.

I can smell her.  She is near.  Following the scent, I round the corner and there she is.  Hatred consumes me as I see the face that once seduced me.

She laughs. "I remember you."

She walks closer to me.

"You're the idiot that fell for the classic 'pretend to be drunk' act. Why are you here?"

"You took everything from me.  My wife, my kids, my job.  I'm here to take away the only thing that you have left."

"And what is that?" she inquires.

"Your vampirism."

"And how do you plan on doing that?! I am 407 years old!"

I did not answer.  I took three steps forward and pounced.  Emma shrieked as I grabbed her neck and squeezed with all my might.  She slashed and kicked desperately, but nothing was doing any good.  I ripped her to pieces until she was nothing but a pile of guts.  And then I took match and lit her remains on fire. 

I watched her burn until I felt satisfied.  And then my hand reached into my pocket, pulled out another match, and I lit it.  I held the flame to the sleeve of my shirt and let it catch. 

My mission was complete and now I will be a vampire no more.

 

 

 

Reviews

[Jezebell]

This seems like an excerpt of what could be more. It is very original idea. :)

[Alyssa]

this was sooo good :):)
I love the imagery with: "Ice spread throughout my entire body. It was the most painful thing I had ever felt."
I could picture this very well.
And poor guy.. his daughter seemed so sweet.