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I can’t remember exactly when it was, the first time I found the night club called Vampire Death; it was a long time ago. I’ve been going there ever since my first time. The flashing lights must’ve drawn me in. Maybe it was the music. That techno beat could’ve drawn me into any place. Or was it that salty yet sweet scent that filled the air around the whole building. I know why it smells so sweet now. But, let me take you back to my first visit to my new place to hangout: Vampire Death.
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I was walking aimlessly downtown when I heard loud echoing techno music coming from a long dark alley. I was quite curious to where the music was coming from. I saw a couple of people walking down the alley way. I decided to go through the two tall buildings and find out where the music was coming from. By the time I was halfway through the two run down and musty buildings I was getting claustrophobic because the buildings were so close together and let me tell you: the smell didn’t help either. When I got to the end of the alley way I was surprised. I wasn’t expecting what I saw at all. I was shocked to find that there was a building as big as what I saw back here! In this tiny little alley way there stands this huge building! The big guy at the door eyed me suspiciously. He was huge as well. He had these giant husky shoulders and a lot of muscle. I think he was wondering what I was doing there all dressed in my school uniform (Plaid blue and black miniskirt with a white shirt and blue tie). I certainly wasn’t supposed to be walking around at this time of night. My blonde hair with a big stripe of blue on the right side of my head needed a good brushing from being in the wind since I got out from school. My messenger bag needed to be unloaded because it was beginning to cramp my left shoulder. I should be home, in my room, and doing homework while listening to music. But there was nothing for me at home anyways, besides a drunken mom smoking cigarettes and nagging me to go to the store and get more. The giant at the door crossed his arms and grunted at me. My blue eyes widened, I shouted some obscenity, and ran through the front door of the building. I had to get inside and see what was in there! It was a need! There were no wants here! As I scurried past him and into the humid building I was getting pushed and shoved by a ton of people. There were people everywhere! And in every corner of the place! There were so many! I thought I was going to die from claustrophobia. The techno music was much louder inside and I couldn’t hear myself think. But I was curious about the place. For one thing I wanted to know why it was there. Why was it here so far back inside an alley way? Why didn’t anyone else notice the strange music coming from here? My mother never noticed it when she came home from work. When she would take me with her (when she used to care where I was and when she was still a normal mother) to work she had never heard this upbeat music coming from here. But, I had. I used to ask her: “Do you hear that, Mama?” And she used to tell me: “No, I don’t hear anything. Come on, walk faster or we’ll never get home.”
Why didn’t she hear the music? Is it only me? I don’t know… but I love the sound. The sound of the beat as it makes your blood pulse along with it. The music that makes your head feel like it could bop right off your shoulders. The sound is wonderful.
I was ready to take out my sketch book and start drawing the people around me when that salty yet sweet smell came close to my nose. It smelled so heavenly… almost like a dream. Then, all of a sudden the lights began to flash even faster and behind the DJ were the words painted in blood on a giant white cloth:
BLOOD BATH
Suddenly the sprinklers came on soaking everyone in water. But, it wasn’t water.
IT WAS BLOOD.
Now, but this point you’d think I would’ve been frightened, that I would’ve been scared out of my seventeen year old mind. But, I wasn’t. I began jumping up and down along with everyone else. I began reaching my hands up to the ceiling trying to get more. Everyone was getting soaked with blood, bathed in it, same with everything else in the whole place and no one even cared.
You’d also think I would’ve been even more frightened by the fact that everyone around me started to bare fangs and growl at me because I was an outsider, a new comer. But, I was the farthest thing from scared. I wasn’t scared one little bit. They seemed to notice that. The vampires seemed notice that I wasn’t afraid. And when one of the giant, big muscled vampires got in my face and showed his fangs, trying to scare me… I felt my own canine teeth begin to grow and sharpen. And I felt a growl come up through my throat. They seemed as surprised as I was. How was I to know this whole time that I was one of them? I had no other family besides a drunken fool of a mother. No one else to tell me I had possessed the traits of a night walker, a cold one, a blood sucker. I had been feeling quite sickly when the sun was out lately. It had begun to hurt my eyes more than usual. And then there was the thing with the blood. I got a paper cut in one of my classes the other day and I had stuck my finger in my mouth to stop the bleeding. But, soon I had begun to suck on my finger and wanted more… much more blood. It had tasted so good and when I had finally pulled my finger away from my mouth, I felt like I was high. It was such a wonderful feeling. There was also that weird thing with the music. I only seemed to hear it. Well, I was the only other person (wait… should I say vampire? Or should I continue to call myself a person?) besides those around me that seemed to hear it. But, suddenly it all made sense now. I was one of them. I was one with them.
A sister of the night.
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