Logan POV. "We need to do something, would changing her save her?" I ask the doctor. "Theoretically yes, but we haven't done it before," the doctor says sounding worried, too had no idea how to deal with this, there are people who studied the aftereffects of the nuclear war, most of them vampires, and half of them believe that the war caused us to become vampires, or maybe it's just the natural selection only the strongest get to live forever while the rest died."We'll do it, go and do it," I practically yelled at the doctor now, I didn't care as long as she got saved, one way or another. "It's not that simple, you don't just bite people and wait for them to change, there are protocols we have to follow," the doctor says."I'll start doing the calls," I say getting up, leaving his office calling my office telling them to get the approval for the procedure, fast. "I'll do the rest," Hunter says joining me with making all the calls we had to do to get this thing over with."Yes?" W
Angel POV. Pain, and more pain, and then a little bit more pain, but it's all gone now, the fever was gone, I don't feel like I'm boiling to death any longer, I felt better, I felt good, I felt like I wasn't sick before like everything was gone, I guess all I needed was a couple of good nights and days of sleep and now I'm all better, ready to take over the world. "Good morning beautiful," Hunter says sitting on the bed next to me with a big smile on his face, he looks beautiful, was he always like that?I felt like I was seeing him through another lens, he looked different, his hair was glossier, and his eyes were sparkling but they weren't the old blue colour, they looked deeper, a mix of blue and green with a bit of silver into them, he looked older than he did before, before he gave the age of someone in his late twenties, maybe early thirties, and now he looks like an old man, he looks tired and exhausted even, he didn't look well, maybe he caught whatever I had. "Are you okay
Angel POV. I'm a vampire, I'm a vampire, I can fly, I can fly, I jumped up and down Daddy and Papa's bed while they got dressed, I didn't have work anymore, they said that I had missed too much work. "Papa, how long was I sleeping for?" I ask him again, for the million times I guess. "Forty-five-day baby," he says, I slept for more than a month and I'm very happy and excited, jumping up and down."She slept through the whole baby phase and we jumped right into the toddler one," daddy says in a low grumpy voice but I heard him and that wasn't a very nice thing to say about me. "Hey!" I yell at him, I have better hearing than ever now, I can hear them talk even when they whisper, I can hear them still, and sometimes I hear things that I'm not supposed to hear late at night and so I pretend not to hear. "Did you drink your bottle, My Angel?" Papa says getting my attention away from daddy, but I am mad at him now, why was he being mean to me?"Angel, answer your papa," Daddy says and
Angel POV. "I can't wait for Christmas," I sang the whole day, we're off work, we get a day off since it's almost Christmas, even the school is closed, it's not a full school yet, it's just a couple class but soon, soon my love, I think to myself with a chuckle. "You need to be dressed by now, I sent Daddy here twenty minutes ago," Papa says coming toward my room where I've been hiding, I love my red onesie and I don't want to take it off yet, why won't they just take me like that."I'm ready," I say with a shrug, I could go like that, but he shook his head no and went toward the closet picking clothes for me. "You want comfy or cute?" he asks me, meaning I want sweat and a hoodie or maybe a dress or skirt to look very cute. "Comfy," I say, but I was very comfortable in my PJ. "Good choice, we're going shopping," he says with a big smile on his face, we're gonna go to Christmas shopping, I'm not sure what that includes, I have never done that kind of shopping."Come on, hands up,
1-Warning. Angel POV. I woke up to a message on my phone, no one texts me, not my work friends, they don't like me that much and I don't like them either, I'm a twenty-three-year-old girl, with no friends or family, I'm someone who lives in this world all alone, it's just me, myself and I. I looked at my phone and saw the message from the government, that's never good, I live in America, it's the land of dreams, the land of fucked up government, and I don't care what others would say.The year is 2886, and the world is still the same as it ever was, it's just another day, and the sun still shines every morning, and sets every night, humans have to get up every morning and go to sleep every night, we have to work and we have to eat, and pay bills, our life is the same as the ancient ones before us, nothing has changed, you'd think a nuclear war would have changed our minds or the way we look at the world, but we didn't, we built the world all over again and we continued from the poi
Angel POV. I went to sleep later that night, I was exhausted, I know my job seems to be stupid and easy, but it's so hard, and it's time-consuming, I spend my whole day paying attention to what's said, and obeying rules, I love structures but deep inside I'm a brat, and I hate obeying rules, I hate the fact that I have to do as I'm told the whole time, I hate paying attention the whole time, sometimes all I want to do is just daydream or maybe read a story or watch a show on my phone.I wake up sometimes in the middle of the night, my phone is going crazy, I open one eye and look at the phone, it's another warning from my government, didn't our president just die? Who the hell is taking care of all the warning messages, I groaned and tried to go back to sleep, I didn't care, we're under attack, and whatever attack we're under can wait for me to wake up, I muted my phone and went back to sleep, I was exhausted. I woke up the next morning and did the same routine all over again, I had
Angel POV. I fell asleep on the sofa, with the TV turned on trying to listen to any news, trying to stay safe, hoping I'd stay safe until I could make up a plan and get away, I didn't have a family, I didn't have any friends to run to or ask them for help. My mother gave me up on birth, she's an addict, not drugs but it's on the adrenaline, she's out there somewhere jumping from a plane or free diving up from some hill. My father on the other side is an alcoholic, my mother gave birth to me as an adult, she tried pregnancy and delivery and then she was done, while my father was and stayed the same alcohol lover. He named me after his favourite stripper, he took terrible care of me, it's a big miracle that I grew up enough to leave the house and take care of myself, making a future for myself.I woke up and looked at my phone there were no more warning messages anymore, maybe the government had given up, hopefully, this thing would be put under control soon and we'd get to go back to
Angel POV. This morning's announcements were crazy, they are crazy, I don't believe there are vampires, but I'm not going out to check, I'm not going to go around asking, who would I talk to? Years later the nuclear war was still causing trouble all over, it got some people to go insane, they thought they were vampires, what's coming next? Werewolves and fairies? If we get to choose, I'm going to be a fairy for sure, I'll be Tinkerbell really, I'd fly around and sing forever young.I stayed inside for the day looking at the TV, keeping up with the news, there wasn't any analysis today, no one to say that the vampires are a lie or that it's the aliens all over again, but there was no one, which felt weird, but not too weird. I turned the social media, if the news wasn't going to tell me what was going on, I'm sure that social media would, it's the same as it always was, it's people all over the world telling their stories, or telling lies, depends who you're looking at and watching.T