Trickle... Trickle... Trickle...

     If I were to die right now, I would have no regrets, no unhappiness, nothing...  In this

monstrous, blood-craving world I can only rely on myself and myself only.  I don't know why God

created me this way, but I'm sure he had a reason for doing so.  Maybe it's my destiny to die

young, maybe that's my purpose in life...  I don't know...  But as I lay here with my life about to

end, there is nothing stopping me from questioning my own existence. 

     Inside a poorly lit territory, dark shadows casted around you.  To the left, two familiar faces

could be distinguished.  Mom?  Dad?  Why are you here?  A sharp pain was felt in your lower

abdomen.  What is going on?  You gawked at the rusty blade stabbing into your body, blood

gushed excessively from the wound.  Merciless laughs echoed throughout the room, everyone took

delight in the pain you were suffering from.  You glanced at your parents who showed no sign of

emotion for their dying daughter.  You didn't understand why they weren't helping you.  Who did

this to me?  You tried to identify who injured you, but now the room was spinning before your

eyes.  The more you gasped for a breath of air the more difficult it became.  Little did you know,

your body was reacting to the toxins that were released from the weapon, causing the reaction. 

Your legs gave out and you collided harshly against the floor.  Everything was beginning to make

sense, this was all of Magion's doings, he wanted you dead. 

     Several months ago, Magion escaped from hell and overthrew Vameigh, the entire

vampire world was in chaos.  No one could escape from Magion's power-hungry wrath as he fed on

those who satisfied his needs.  Many claimed that if he drank the blood of vampires whom

possessed special abilities he would become invulnerable.  Thus, the very reason why he

came after you.  Although you were young you obtained many powers which no other vampire

had.  Your powers were rare: shape shifting, healing, invisibility, and power mimicry.  All which

are gifted to a vampire who's born every 50,000 years.  Once Magion found out, nothing

stopped him from getting what he desired the most, which, was you. 

     The icy stone tiles touched each inch of your frail exhausted body while a puddle of blood sat

underneath you, tears cascaded down your face.  I don’t regret dying, but I can’t let this heartless

person use me in order to harm everybody else...  Magion walked over to you wearing a sinister

grin, he leaned closely above you.  "My darling, you look so helpless.  I feel so much pity towards

you, but don't worry, I'll put an end to your misery." he hissed into your ear.  With that, his pearl

fangs unveiled themselves, the idea of him you lifeless made you cringe.  How could

someone be so cruel?  You set your gaze upon your parents for the last time, earning a shun from

them both.  Why were they acting this way?  

     “Get out!  I said, GET OUT!" Magion bellowed, he wanted to drink without vexation.  Everybody

bowed to their king before heading off on their separate ways.  "Finally, I will have the world in

the palm of my hands!" Magion exclaimed in a victorious tone.  His rage for power would never

end.  If you didn't flee right away then he would become unstoppable in the future and many lives

would be taken.  But what could you do?  He would search for you his entire lifetime, there would

be no end to this chase.  Soon the poison paralyzed your entire body and it was impossible to

move.  Someone, please help... Please…  Magion kneeled besides you, his fangs ready to pierce

into your delicate skin.  He gently pushed aside your hair that hid your precious neck, then he ran

his boney hand through the puddle of blood nearby.  "You taste delicious, my darling…" Magion

whispered as he his fingers off.  His eyes turned crimson red, you witnessed as Magion

turned into a savage beast.