This is entirely new territory for me, and I was turned into a vampire less than a fortnight ago. Before me stands the Queen herself, her guard - Brom, she introduces him as - pointing his gun squarely at my head in case I get any ideas to either escape through the open cell doors, … Continue reading Guardian – Part IV
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Guardian – Part III
It’s days before anyone else comes. I spend the time trying to ration the rest of my blood packs, experimenting with the newfound strength and abilities that come with finally being able to… drink? eat? “feed?” Whatever. Despite the eons spent fighting vampires, no one knows quite enough to separate all the myths and old … Continue reading Guardian – Part III
Guardian – Part II.
I’m next woken by the clanging of the prison gates, and I rise to my feet immediately. Having tracked the days and nights through the slit high up on the cell wall - too narrow to classify as a window - I know it’s been five days since that disastrous night. The hunger has only … Continue reading Guardian – Part II.
Guardian [Working Title] – Part I.
Someone must have knocked over the universe’s bucket of irony on the day I was turned into the thing I was sworn to protect the world from. Five years as a member of the Royal Guard, undone in one night. We were betrayed, had to have been. The horde of vampires we had been tracking … Continue reading Guardian [Working Title] – Part I.
The Return
Neither of us can remember when she started sleeping in my chambers, in my bed. Only that one night, a few months after I had freed her, she had slipped under the covers with nary a word, and curled up against my side. I remember that first night like a still photograph: Auburn hair spilling … Continue reading The Return
Between Worlds
By the time I come to, I'm already running. From what, or whom, I don't know. all I know is that my heart is pounding, my mind is racing trying to catch up with whatever happened to require me to run, and This. isn't. home. The memories return in flashes, as they are known to … Continue reading Between Worlds
Through and Out Again
August 2, 2019 I didn’t mean to go back. It had been years since I was even allowed to, years since the last close call that marked my decision not to return. Not that I was given a choice— the door had been closed to me ever since. I don’t know what changed. But sure … Continue reading Through and Out Again
Hybrid
June 24, 2019 The palace would have been immaculate, if not for the bodies. Gleaming marble floors, polished banisters, light spilling in from the few stained glass windows unobscured by thick curtains. It was beautiful. But those damn statues of death everywhere… I had been on excursions like this before. All of us had, as … Continue reading Hybrid
After the War
2nd June 2019 You joined the fight so you could stop feeling helpless. And yet now, as the world crumbles around you, the anguish is worse than it’s ever been. All you can do is watch, and follow, as they drag them into the chamber, chained and blindfolded, silent in the face of death. Your … Continue reading After the War
The Escape
I slip back into reality with no memory of who I am, nor what has transpired before this. I’m not alone, either; two armed guards are walking beside me. It seems I’ve been a willing prisoner (am I prisoner? For some reason, I feel like one…), because I am not restrained. However, they do seem … Continue reading The Escape
