Chapter Four

Over time, I have discovered numerous traits about vampires through experience and experimentation. Facts like my new body is nearly indestructible, my eyes turn darker the more I thirst, and I retain almost all human emotions, including the desire for companionship. The latter posed a problem, in my mind, because I was unsure about the existence of others like me in any specific locations (except of course for the one who bit me and I had know desire to befriend him). I became depressed and lonely because I could not fill all twenty-four of my waking hours (I also realized that I could not sleep). Time became a blur, so I don't know exactly when the newcomers arrived. I ran into them while I was hunting on the streets of Toronto, a large group, four or five strong. My first impression of this odd coven was that they were just hunting as I was, but as the days went by, I realized that they were looking for something in particular. They never saw me, that I noticed, as I always stuck to the shadows and high places when they were near. This brought a question as to why I could see, hear, and smell them coming, yet they could never seem to find me, or realize that I was there for that matter. That was when the notion that all vampires are not created equal was proven to me.