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When I had been turned into a vampire, it wasn't pretty.
Things like this never were at the time.
I remember the agony I was in, how I clutched my neck and tried to get away. My sight was blurry, everything was fading in and out. I remember crying out because I really thought I was going to die that night. I tried everything to stay awake just for a little longer, just because I wasn’t ready.
I wasn’t ready to die, not yet. But despite my efforts, everything faded to black.
Then I jolted awake, somewhere new, unfamiliar. My throat was deathly dry, and I had an ache all throughout my body, though my neck didn’t hurt as much as before I passed out.. I slowly sat up and stretched.
I didn’t know how long it had been and I certainly didn’t know how I got to where I was, so I got up and decided I needed to get out of here.
The room was bland. Just a table, couch, dim lights, and some shitty paintings. There was also a mirror… I went up to it to only have the realization that I wasn’t in the reflection. I got closer to inspect it. There’s no way I just didn't appear in the reflection of the silver.
There had to be something wrong with the mirror.
“You’re up.” a voice from behind me states and suddenly any previous thought I had left as a shiver went through my body. I whip my head around to see a tall brunette man sipping from a tea cup.
“Who are you?” I take as much as a step back as I can with the mirror close behind me.
The man sits down on the couch, crossing his legs. “My name’s William. You are?” He asks as he takes another sip of his tea.
I hesitate. “... Brendon.”
He hums in response and I stayed silent for a while, I didn’t have anything to say.
We just stare at each other in awkward silence. Well, more so me staring at him than him at me, he was busy with his drink.
The more I stare, the more starved I seem to get… I look away, not understanding how staring has got me like this. William seems to notice something because he starts to pay close attention to me. I feel his eyes drilling holes into me.
“Come here.” he demands softly. I swallow and raise my hand to decline but he puts his arm out in my direction and I start to feel drawn to him, like I have to listen. So I do.
I slowly walk up to him and start to stare down at him. “Sit with me, Brendon.” He puts his arm down to pat beside him on the couch and the pull I had felt before vanished, but I sat anyway.
William leans back into the couch and lets out a sigh. I stay stiff, only turning my head to take in my surroundings more. I need to know why I’m here. There is no way that this stranger found me while I was dying and just decided to take me to his home instead of a hospital.
I continue to look around the room for clues but the only thing that stands out is the mirror I can’t see myself in. I can’t see William in it either, so it has to just be an issue with the mirror itself, not me.
I realize looking in an area I don’t recognize won’t get me anywhere if I want to know things, so I just ask the man beside me. “What do you want from me?”
“Nothing at all, I’m just helping my kind.” he says like it’s the obvious, it’s not.
“What does that mean?” I’m confused now, his kind? What the fuck could that possibly mean?
He just sips from his tea cup ignoring me, and I can feel that I’m growing more hungry, if that’s even possible.
I really need some food. But that’s not as important right now.
“What do you mean your kind?” I ask again, turning my body to face William.
“You’re only paying attention to your surroundings, pay attention to yourself for a moment. Don’t you recognize something different?”
He’s right, I haven’t paid attention to myself. I was in pain so I tried to ignore everything, but now I’m paying attention. Really close attention.
My canines are bigger, sharper. Just like…
It all starts to click into place, why I can’t see myself in the mirror.
God, I’m fucking stupid.
I put my head into my palms for a moment before leaning back on the couch, just like William.
“Holy shit… I’m a vampire?” I whine, feeling my teeth with my tongue. I look at William with a pout and he grins.
“You’re hungry, I can tell. Let’s go and fix that shall we? I’ll show you the ropes” He looks back at me and I nod.