Date: Sat, 5 Apr 2008 15:07:47 -0400 From: brandon balkcum Subject: story of a teenage something chapter 2 Please do not read if you don't like this type of story and/or if you are not old enough o read such provocative literature. comments can be sent to letdadragonout@aol.com will be encouraged. And with that, on with the story. Story of a Teenage Something-Chapter 2: Revelations Bobby and I just stood there, our mouths hanging open like a goldfish. "Yes boys, you are now a part of the immortal. You will live forever, if you manage to keep your head." "How do you mean vampire?" "Well. You suck blood for food. You can't die except from loss of your head. Everything else you heard about vampires is either untrue, or is an exaggeration of the truth." "Okay, sunlight?" "Gives you a bad headache, which is it. You've had headaches all day because of the sunlight. Shades help, but only a little." "Stakes, Garlic, Crosses, anything else can kill us." "No. See we are not the evil creatures we are made out to be. Oh, there are some. But on the whole, most are normal people, or should I say vampires. We are just a higher species on the food chain. Your fingernails are extra tough. You can climb walls with them and they never break. You do cast shadows and reflections, but no photos. You age 1 year for every 3 human years. When you each the appearance of about 50 in human years, you will stop aging on the whole. You will forever look 50." "What about the advantages, any of that myth true?" "Well, Bobby in fact-it is! You can move super fast, and hear super far. You can see in the dark as if the sun were out. That is the reason fro the headaches. You eyes are so powerful, that the bright light hurts you. It won't kill you though. You can't drink from animals. They poison you for a time. Kind of like a human getting the flu. You will be forever pale and have red eyes. It is a side affect. Probably the reason why we are considered evil. And the part you two horny 16 year olds will like to know. You can have sex, but you can not reproduce. You can also absorb information just by looking at it, or hearing it. You have an amazing ability to retain knowledge. Vampires are by far the smartest species on the planet." "Why us? What did we do?" "I knew you guys would not stay together forever if you remained human, so I sired you in order to give you a bond strong enough to stand the test of time." "Oh." "You know you guys are taking this extremely well considering you have to leave the town you live and sever all contact with the life you know in order to be a vampire. You can't have people around knowing you. Bad things will happen if you do." "What do you mean? We can do that." "Well, see back in about 1500, the vampire high council decided that in order to fit in amongst humans, vampires could not remain loose without the knowledge of our ways and customs. We drew too much attention to ourselves. So they made laws. In your case a human sired at your age must journey to The High Council for your initiation. The whole point is to read our laws. So you know how and why we have our laws. It is a grand ceremony. The people in attendance are among the thousands. Mostly new vampires. If you choose to leave, they kill you. If you don't go, they kill you. This isn't a choice. It is mandatory." "What if we choose not to go, how will they find us?" "They have hunters for that. You might get away with it for about a couple months. But they always catch you. They have never missed a target yet." "So what happens when we are done?" "Whatever you want, you are immortal. So we must be off. We need to make hast to get out of the state by sunrise. Once the sun is up we can sleep. Or if you want to keep a headache we can walk, but we can't run because the sun is up. Too much attention drawn to us." "Okay...Bobby...you ready to begin our new life?" "Sure Jason lets go. Sir, who are you?" "My name is Nigel. That....will do for now." And with that we started to run. We ran slowly at first, because Bobby and I had to get the hang of running like a vampire. But after a couple of hours we got the hang of it. It was amazing how dexterous we were now. Bobby and I could do things we would never have been able to do otherwise. Sprinting extra fast, that was a bonus. But also, we could flip, jump our way through most obstacles. He was right, we could climb too. We climbed cliffs, and trees, and all sorts of obstacles. When you are traveling so fast, you tend to avoid the long round-a-bout routes that you go nowhere but in a circle. You get straight to where you are going. But you have to travel in the rough. Forest and thickets, and streams, and mountains. We were just exiting the state as the sun came up. Suddenly Nigel came to a halt. "Okay boys. I know of a cave around here, I stashed some bedding here before I sired you. We should be safe for the day. Follow me closely. There are bears around here." "So Nigel, where are we going to? For the council I mean." "North Carolina. The Council has been meeting there for hundreds of years. Even before it was discovered by humans. Grandfather Mountain, it is a wonderful place. Well, here we are boys. Go ahead and rest, we have a long night ahead of us." And we slept, more soundly that we had our entire lives. When we awoke, the night was refreshing. Bobby and I felt more alive than we had the previous night. Rest does a body good. But, when we woke, the inevitable finally occurred. We were hungry and what Nigel forgot to mention was that, unlike human hunger in which you could avoid eating if you chose, vampire hunger was a blood thirst you mad it so you have to eat. The site, smell, and sound of blood ignited a fire in you. You HAD to have blood. Nigel woke us up right before the sun came up. We headed out immediately. All three of us on the hunt. Nigel told us that usually we hit beggars, and criminals. Sometimes drunk people wandering around the street way to late. He told us that we could choose to kill, or not. We could also vamp them, but that since we were new, that was not an option. Not killing tended to draw less attention he said. "You see you secret a small amount of venom into the bloodstream of the victim. The loose consciousness, fall numb and cannot move, and also forget the entire encounter. They wake up thinking it was a dream. The Puncture marks heal and never to me seen again." Finally, after about an hour of hitting the back streets of Detroit, we found this lovely blond boy. He could not have been about 20 years old, obviously out for a night of club hopping with his friends. They were about 10 feet in front of him bantering back and forth. They were obviously gay club hoppers. You could tell by the tight leather and the bright colors. "Boys, if we play this cool, we can get some action and feed." We approached the boys from the front. The were so out of it, that they could not see where we were. I suppose the dark alley had something to do with the fact we could have walked up right in front of them and they probably would have never noticed.They took notice of us about 10 feet in front of them. "He guys, out for a little fun tonight?" one of the guys said. He was about 5'10', 165 lbs., with blond hair. "Sure are." replied Nigel. "You boys don't look old enough to be out this late, how old are you?" "18" "17, I dropped out of school...fuck that shit" "Looking for fun too?" "Sure, what you got in mind." Nigel told us that right as they cum, to bit down. Those guys pulled their dicks out, one for each of us. Mine was humongous. He was about 9 inches and he was hard as a rock. I got so worked up over his pole that, I could not help but grab my crotch a little. We sucked and sucked for dear life. They were moaning with pleasure and it didn't take long; as vampires, we wen; extra fast. They were putty in our hands. Finally as they came, we all bit down on our intended victims. They dropped lifeless to the ground as we sucked away at the blood running through their now lifeless penises. Out. Cold. Like a light. Nigel told us to stop, but we kept sucking. He had to grab us off our boys so we would not kill them. Being drunk as they were, they definitely would forget the time they came into contact with the vampire. See what I didn't understand was why this seemed alright to me. I mean, feeding off of innocent, well kinda innocent, people should have seemed so murderous, so violent. But in my mind, it seemed like the natural thing to do. I asked Nigel about this. "You will learn more once we get to vampire mountain, but basically when you make the change, your body looses most of your conscience, your humanity if you will. Oh sure you retain some of it, but with that lose is the biggest part, the definition of violent and murder. It will never be classified as violent because we don't kill first of all, but if we do...they are just food. I mean you don't go deer hunting and expect to leave the deer behind do you. I mean come on, who wants to eat air?" I was satisfied. It may have been because i was so full from the blood i had taken,but it sounded logical, I mean...so i lost my humanity. No use crying over spilt milk...i mean blood. "Okay boys, time to head to the DMV.""The DMV? But why, i mean...aren't we trying to avoid humans?""Yes, but see we have to get you "legal." Every major city has what we call Vampire DMVs, or VDMVs. They are a neat thing we secured with the progression of human technology. Certain people are chosen that work at the DMV to be Vampire Sires. They are humans that will become vampires given enough years of service. Usually threatened with death does the trick in their case. They will secure real birth certificates, passports, licenses, death certificates if we need one, any official document, they can make. All real of course. They are open about 4 hours earlier than the human part. We will need to go there to get your documents. So we can have some fun later. Not having an ID in this world means a lot. Imagine going to a club and looking like you are 16? You would never get in. But, with our IDs...we can." "So, we are going to a club." "Maybe, at some point. But we need them to get into grandfather mountain. Their are places humans cant travel because of security measures. We need a Vampire ID for that. It has a little V stamped inconspicuously on the back. We need that to get past the security at GM. Any more questions sirs?" So we headed out of the alley, making a b-line towards the VDMV. When we got there, it look closed. No lights, no cars, and no humans in sight. It looked like Nigel was full of it when i first thought about it. We went to the back of the building and entered a code on the door. When we entered, i was surprised to see an office full of people. A man greeted us with a friendly hello. "Hello gentlemen, how can I help you today?" This was when Nigel showed the guy his fangs. The gentlemen replied as if it were the norm. "Right this way guys, someone will be with you shortly." As we sat there waiting for someone to help us Nigel filled us in on how this whole operation worked. Apparently, if you didn't bar your fangs at the guy, he would have escorted you out, telling you a proper time and place to come back. The system worked out quite well. We were in a lobby filled with about 10 people. It took about one and a half hours to see everybody there. Finally our number was called. "Hello Yall, what can I do for you today?" "Well, we need new documents for these two." "And you are the Sirer?" "Yes, here are my documents." Vampires now-a-days have to keep the same paperwork, for id purposes. Without keeping the same paperwork, you would get lose in the world. Some vampires do it anyways, but still. It would be chaos with the system set-up the way it was, so. In order to procure new paperwork, you need a sirer. Nigel showed the man his documents. The man, whose name I now noticed as Harold, (What a name for a DMV worker. Just the way I imagined it.) Checked it with the system and moved us to a room. He asked us how old we were when we were sired, and a bunch of other relevant information. In about one hour we had our new document; a passport, a driver's license, birth certificate, social security card, and a bank card. It was a bank I had never heard of. Branch of America DVF, a vampire regulated "national" bank for all vampires. A portion of financial advisers, so I was told, spent a term of 8 years managing finances for the bank. They gave every newly sired vampire a change of monies. The thought on the creation of the bank was to create a look of refinement and elegance among vampires. Nigel told us that this was were vampires gained the commercial image on the Hollywood screen. It only had 10,000 dollars on the card, but was enough to use to invest once you attended the ceremony. Once all the formalities were out for the way Nigel led us to a hotel to bed down for the day. The next night was the trek towards Grandfather Mountain.