Humans think they know everything. Six months ago, I would of agreed with them. That is, until my re-birth, when I became one of them, a creature of the night. A vampire.
I was an accident, or soo my step-mother, Julie loved to tell me. A mistake that my father took on due to a death bed promise to my mother. I grew up around vampires. Maric, my so called half brother is one of them. I knew from an early age that I was different from Maric. I had plain milk, He had milk flavored blood. (He was a growing boy after all.) I had regular food at lunch time, he had blood. A couple of times, if there were older vampires visiting my father, I was over looked. If your thirteen and this happens no biggie, but I was six the first time this happened. Geo, one of the daytime guards, was told to take me out for lunch. It was fun.
Maric and I were the same age, but I was way smarter then him, this became obvious when I was in second grade and started to do the work of a third grader. Julie was furious. She wanted Maric to be better in everything. While he was big for his age, (a future football blocker) he just did not get his school work. Maric meanwhile had two personalities. With his mother or while in her presents he was a big jerk to me. Poking fun at myself for being human. But as soon as she was called away, He changed to a boy that wanted a friend. I was the only other child in the castle near his age. There were at least twenty other youngsters in the castle besides us, but they were five years older then us.
So as I skipped grades, I would help Maric with his school work. I was ten when I started highschool, Maric was only one grade behind me. Julie was sent to live at another castle, as she tried to take over for the teacher. Mr Hoopersmith, was told before he agreed to teach us that if anyone interfered with his teaching, All he would need to do is speak with the Master, and everything would be taken care of. After Julie left, Maric was easier to teach.
At fourteen I finished highschool, but I felt I was missing out on a normal teens life. My father stopped by one day. He took me to the family wing of the castle, to a section of five rooms. He told me they were mine to do with as I wanted. Up until that day I had been in the nursery wing with Maric and three others. He gave me three credit card and a checkbook and told me to go shopping.
Geo was told to go with me. I was to decorate my suite any way I wanted. I was fifteen and a girl. Up to this point I had not really been into my looks. I was 5ft 7in tall, golden blond hair, bright green eyes. I worked out in the gym at least two hours a day so I was very trim. I had dragged Maric with me to the gym so he was fit as well. Maric was 6 foot, a reddish gold blond hair by then it was longer then his shoulders and bright blue eyes. Several times, by the older vampires Masters, we were confused as being sibling. This was cool with me and Maric. Father had also given Maric a suite of rooms and a couple of credit cards to go shopping with.
Maric went with sports as what he wanted for his rooms. I, on the other hand went with a Victorian idea for my sitting room, an English garden for a spar bedroom for company, Ivy for my dressing/bathroom and for my bedroom, I went with Arabian nights. I spent over fifteen thousand dollars total. Father was there to see what cost so much, but after to saw he understood. He was there for the finished product.
After he saw the bedroom, he told my the truth behind my birth. He explained that he was a young vampire master, only sixty years old. He had stayed in contact with his family. He had a younger brother that knew he was still alive. His brother, David, had a family and made sure that Father was included in that family. David had two children, who also included Father. So nobody was really freaked out that Father was a vampire. He made sure they had good jobs, either there at the castle or in the company that Father started. The company made blood for other vampires, it was very cutting edge. It helped the Humans stay off the menu for Vampires and allowed new Vampires to be safe from humans until they could handle the blood lust that happens to them when they don't feed right away after first being turned. The older Vampires, were at first afraid of this new way to get blood. But every since the invention of blood banks, many had been getting blood that way. But it was found out that the bagged blood did not have enough nutrients for the vampire.
Father stated that my mother was really his great niece, Violet. When she was in her youth she came to live with him and that one night, a mistake was made. I was the result of that. but I was in no way a mistake to him. Violet made him promise that he would take care of me for life. He had agreed no questions asked. Julie had given birth to Maric a day later.
When I asked him why I was not a vampire. Father said that he wanted that to be my choice, that at my birth if I had been given his blood, I would now be a vampire, but as Violet had not told anyone about the birth until after, the blood was not given.
I closed my journal, I had just found it and had spent an afternoon reading it again. I could not believe how young I was at fourteen. I was now twenty eight, a full grown woman. Still human. Father had stood by his vow. I could live as a human, or he would give me a re-birth. In the end, he did make me over as he did not want to loose me.
I was driving home after a hard day at my father's company. Human resources is not the best place to be, when you need to hire or handle the firing of employees. It was well after midnight, on a rain filled night. The day before Halloween. I was taking the next week off to relax and to get some sleep. Putting in what felt like eighty hours each week, is hard on anyone. I was coming around a curve in the road. I had just passed the entry gate, the tree lined drive looked like a tunnel in the dark. The lighting and thunder did not help any. I slowed down from my normal sixty mph to a crawling twenty. There were deer all over the wooded area.
I saw flashes of a person following me, their shadow on the black top and in the trees. I had just rounded the last curve in the road when my car decided to die in the middle of the road. No amount of cussing or turning over the key would make it start again. I was only a half mile from the entry of the castle. I slipped out of my heels and pantyhose. I had not grabbed a coat that morning and my suit was dry clean only. I was not happy about the dead car, and having to walk in a downpour was not making things any better. I had gone only about a hundred yards, and could see the lights from over the front door from where I was walking, when I was slammed in the back. I landed in a puddle ice cold water.
