Her sharp teeth sunk into the tender skin on my neck. Her bite taking and giving at the same time. As she sucked, I felt my skin begin to stich itself back together. Once she finished, I was healed. I stood up feeling better that I ever felt in years. My joints felt like butter. I don't remember colors being this bright, even thought there not much to look at other than egg shell white, dull blue, washed out yellow, and Doo Doo brown, it was beautiful.

But then the burning started. From the center of my chest growing outwards. And all these feelings I kept hidden in the darkest depths of my mind were hitting me from all angles. The process of switching species is a painful one, your bound to explode in a fit of something. A fit of fear, a fit of lust.

I bursted out into a fit o0f rage. I was upset about all the pain I felt in my past that I didn't diserve. I was upset that I was left all alone. I was upset that I spent so much time crying over things I couldn't change, things that weren't my fault. I was upset that there were people around me that could've helped, but instead that sat back and watched me drown I'm my own insecurities. I was upset. . . No, I was pissed, I was furious. I was infuriated by the fact that
when I walk down the street, people are dumb enough to look down on me. People are stupid enogh to not be afraid. They don't know that each rock I step on has been graced with my presence and should be treated as holy ground. They mock me when they are even less than a speck of dirt on my boot. I fell to my knees as a guttural scream clawed it's way out of my throat. The very ground I stood on seemed to shrink away from me, in fear of what I might do.

I couldn't let these feelings get the best of me, if I do I've already lost before I've begun. But, oh how I wanted to. Oh how I wanted to let the anger consume me and fuel me on my not so righteous journey for revenge. I wanted to see their faces as they twisted in pain. I wanted to be the reason for that change from cocky to despite. People show their true colors in the final moments of their lives, and I wanted to paint with every color of the rainbow. I wanted to watch them fall. I WANTED TO BE THE REASON THEY RAN WITH BROKEN LEGS. I wanted to be able to lick my lips and have the taste of my enemies blood linger on my toung.

Who are my enemies.

At this moment in time it was everyone. I was my enemy. I stumbled into a creepy old house while wounded and close to death. These people were my enemies. They just couldn't let me die so, now I'm here on a creaky old floor having a mental breakdown. The elder was my enemy. She gave me new life with a single bite, and I sat there and let her.

At this moment in time I wanted to watch the world burn, if it saw or felt the light of the sun I wanted it dead. I knew that wanting something so hirable was wrong, but I wasn't about to go look for a fuck to give about that.

Suddenly it felt as if a whole had been punched through my gut, and it kept getting deeper and deeper. Like and everlasting pit with no end that somehow managed to get bigger by the second. My mouth watered as a crippling pain coursed through my body. Sharp fangs bursted through my gums, replacing my canine teeth and cutting

I'm so hungry.

I tried to get up but, I tripped over nothing. The side of my head collided with the cold tile floor scattering little black dots across my vision. The little black dots began to grow sucking up the everything surrounding them like black wholes. Then the world went quiet. . . The world went dark.

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Well hello my lovelies and welcome to yet another random little story.
If you couldn't tell it was a Vampire story. I thinking about writing one if thoes adventure books with all the different races like fairies, vampires, ogers, and all that good stuff. So this was just a little scene that came to me while I was thinking about it so I wrote it down so I won't forget.
This is also what I like to call a
"Fix it Felix" chapter. You all are free to leave your comments and thoughts and corrections to help me better my writing. If you like how I did something tell me, if you hate how I did something tell me. If I didn't need a comma there tell me, if I spelled "it" wrong tell me ECT. it's just like a peer review basically. A'ight Imma head out it's 3 in the morning and I need to sleep. Baiiii
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