Passing Through The Veil
They first went back to her condo to browse around. She showed him her lavish lifestyle. He assured me, I could continue to live that way...taking the possesions from my prey, even more riches. He told me, I would have to make adjustments to my place...covering the windows allowing me to sleep by day. My eyes looked over towards Becca's room. Somehow the pain of her absence wasn't as harsh as last night. And He assured me that would go away completely in time as well. My name Rory De Santos, and this is my story........
And so I begin a new tale..this one follows a middle-aged female vampire. She is absolutely alone in her world. These tales describe the inner core of a vampire, capturing her emotions, passions and thoughts. No one to share them with, not one friend. Eden began her life as vampire late one night as she & her friend left a bar. They were jumped by a fiendish & crude vampire, who delighted in the pain of others. He bestowed her the dark life while she watched her friend die at his hand. She began her new life in guilt, would in time take its toll on her. Follow along now as we begin...
The night began like all others before...we danced at a local strip club making tons of cash & living large on the Florida sands. Life was grand for two chicks like us. Becca was a big money maker like me. We made lots of cash for the club & for ourselves. We partied hard & long, but we had everything we ever wanted. We lived together, owned our own home already, and we weren't even 25 yet. So as the night came to a close, we found ourselves drunk & loaded with cash, turned loose at 3am to the streets of Miami.
WE stumbled down the fimly-lit street in search of a taxi. It was then that I realized I was way drunker than I originally thought. As my eyes fluttered open I could see a shadowy figure moving about...fear began to overwelm me, and I could not move. I could hear Becca moaning as though she were in severe pain. I tried desperately to move toweards her cries, but as I did, the figure stopped me. As my eyes focused, I could see Him standing over me. Again I froze in fear, wondering what he was going to do to us. But suddenly a rush of adrenaline shot through my body and I began to fight Him. Maybe it was at that moment when he decided who his choice would be. It was I, the fighter. He grabbed me, sinking his fangs into my neck, deeply, swiftly. I fell limp beneath his grip, as I slowly felt the blood drain from my veins. Faintly my friend's cries grew more distant as so did the light & world around me. I could feel warm moisture on my lips, and a tongue waving across them ever so softly & sweetly. I thought this was the kiss of death & my angel had came to guide me. I felt myself passing through the veil into another realm. His pursuit was relentless & unyielding. I knew this to be death, I thought. But I wondered, how I was able to be thinking? How was I aware of these thoughts?All this time I was having these thoughts, I lay cold & dead to the outside world. I could still see..but could not move..I watched from above as He fed off my friend. I watched her die before my eyes. I wept inside, for I could not help her. I felt such pain inside. My guts were wrenching, my flesh grew cold. My lips felt so dry they were going to crack. I felt as though I was slowly dehydrating..the life being sucked right out of me. Then suddenly, I saw Him before me again, lips red with blood, Becca's blood. Tears streamed down my cheek, as I watched him lean over me, picking me up. I could faintly hear Him speak, but could not understand. As darkness filled my eyes, I faded from consciousness, unbeknownest my fate.When I awoke, I was quite confused. Looking around I did not recognize anything, then remembered what happened to me. I felt alive, but thought undoubtedly that I had died. How was this possible....? Then a soft voice spoke from the darkness..."I made you what I am." "I have given you a gift." he said softly. I sat motionless, for I did not believe him. "You will soon enough" he said. "How is it you know what I am thinking?" I shouted! "It is part of the gift"...he replied. "You will see." I began to cry. It was scaring me, the way I felt. I felt like an animal, with feelings I could not understand, nor control. I just wanted to run away from him. But I knew I was not going anywhere. he was keeping me here for a reason. I didn't know why, but I was sure I would find out soon enough.The next time he came to me, I was awake..gazing out a nearby window at the moon. I seemed to see things with such clarity it didn't seem real, but surreal. It was kinda cool, I thought. He walked in carrying a bottle & two glasses. "Its a time to celebrate." He said. "You must take part in a drink with me, darling" he whispered. He was being quite charming for the first time. I felt intrigued by it, so I agreed. I drank the glass, requesting more. It was so refreshing, just what I seemed to be craving. His eyes seemed to glow with every sip of wine I took. I noticed this & watched him intently. I felt a bit woozy, closley resembling being drunk only different. I felt the wine running through my veins, my heart...pulsing in my ears. I was drunken with it. I gazed upon him, my eyes slowly focusing to his. "You have made me a vampire, haven't you?" I sputtered. "You have, haven't you, you asshole!" I screamed, swatting wildly at him. He dodged & I fell on the floor, passing out cold. He dragged me up to the bed, tossing me into it. "Sleep darling...you need it" he whispered. "Tomorrow night..we fly." And he slipped out the door, locking it behind him.I dreamed of my friend & her frightened cries for help. I wept as I was frozen ..helpless. I didn't know how I was going to live with that forever. A hand comforted me momentarily, then I realized it was him. I recoiled, I loathed him immensely. He smelled, was rather crude I thought, and definitely frightened me. But something about his eyes was not frightening at all. They seemed quite different than the rest of his distasteful features. If I gazed into them too long I felt weak...vunerable. I didn't like that...I hated him for what he had done. There was absolutely no way I wanted anything to do with him, much less end up being friends or something ridiculous as that! He smiled at me, he had read that thought. An evil & seductive smile it was. I knew I had to be tossing & turning, and that was it, I thought. I just needed to wake up & rid myself of his presence in this dream. I began trying to wake up...and soon I felt halfway awake. My eyes fluttered open and I thought I saw a blurry shadow in my room, but when I rubbed my eyes to see better, I saw nothing at all. I thought that to be strange. Candles were lit about the room, making it seem warm & inviting. But I somehow felt depressed by it. I grabbed the glass on the table beside the bed & slurped it down. I tossed myself onto a sofa & threw my leg over the arm. I laid back gazing towards the ceiling. Suddenly his face appeared from no where right above mine. I screamed I was so startled. He giggled, which only angered me more. I slapped him & he grabbed me so hard, pulling me into a huge, long & passionate sloppy wet kiss. My knees buckled over this kiss it was so intense. I almost forgot who the hell I was it was so good. I could not believe how it made me feel. It was so powerful, that one could fall in love immediately from a kiss that that. I pulled away, still with my eyes closed, trying to compose myself. I knew as sick as it was, I was falling madly for him...and I hated it for I hated him. How could I have feelings for him after what he did to me & my friend? All I could think about was why was this happening to me..? I felt I had to fight the feelings.That evening he brought me clothes and instructed me to dress. We were going out & he wasn't taking no for an answer. There were things for me to learn before he left me alone & the time had come. I sat perplexed by his notions, but did not argue. He left, the door closing behind him. My eyes dropped to the floor. Tears brimmed over the edges, as I felt more afraid than I had ever felt in my entire life. I picked up the clothes he brought...all black leather, thank you. I slipped into them like a second skin. I tossled my hair about, to give it some fullness..wet my lips, for I needed no make-up the mirror revealed. I was amazed at my new form...most perfect, I thought. I opened the terrace doors, letting the ocean breeze flow into the room. The sheer curtains blew, as I heard a wind chime blowing in the breezes. Florida seemed to have a whole new look suddenly. The whole place seemed more alive.I could see the lights of Miami on the horizon, and immediately a hunger started knawing at me. I felt the hum of its energy & the smell of human blood...the door opened and He walked in.
"The night is young...and the city awaits us..." he seductively said to me.
He grinned, as he beared his fangs.
"I agree." she said. And the we lept from the terrace into the night.
"My feelings, you mean?" I said softly.
"Yes dear...those too, grow numb with the passage of time." he murmured.After clearing out Becca's things..I could do something else with the space. Closing the door, put an end to the memory of my friend & marked the beginning of a new life. One to which he fully intended to introduce to me, tonight.
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