Chapter 3

I've contemplated ending my own life several times, but the fact that the vampire didn't get Liam; my constant urge to protect my son has kept me from doing so for now. If he dies, I will die. It’s just that simple; I don’t see the point in living if I have nothing to live for. After all of the funeral arrangements and all was said and done, I tore down the house and rebuilt a similar looking one in place of the old. Through all of my guilt I can't help but know that Julian had invited him in at some point without my knowledge; and I can only hope he caught a glimpse of him before his demise. If I can get together what I need for a séance I can talk to him one last time and find out what exactly happened that night that I couldn’t see myself, that I couldn’t prevent.

Now that I got that out of my system there are a few things you should know about me personally. I've knowingly been a witch since I was twelve. Starting out is a grueling process because all witches are weak at first. They have to build on their power by learning spells and figuring out how to do some pretty neat tricks with their minds. I took my witch studies seriously and have become pretty powerful in the process; and even more so after I turned into a vampire. I defend my family against supernatural beings as sort of a profession I guess you could say. Being a witch isn’t all that easy though, many creatures want to use us as pawns for the tricks we can do. A powerful witch to do anything a person can think up in their wildest dreams is pretty desirable.

Being a vampire is no picnic. The thirst for blood is overwhelming if a vampire doesn’t learn to control it, it would send them on a feeding frenzy, killing anything with a pulse. That causes exposing the vampire race, triggering vampire hunters and more innocent people being killed. A vampire’s food is blood, any kind of blood, it really doesn’t matter what kind of blood it is as long as it’s fresh. Human blood tastes the best but we try not to consist our diets entirely of human because then we’d either run out of food or get exposed. Either ultimatum does not end well.

An inexperienced vampire can easily get her or he killed. It’s easy to be illusive to the human race because we look just like them, we can walk in the sun and we don’t have fangs; it’s more or less just really, REALLY sharp teeth. We pretty much just blend in with all of the mortals we see walking around every day. The only difference is we are quite a bit stronger, faster, more intelligent, agile hunters that can tear an unsuspecting victim to shreds faster than they can blink.

On top of that we have a keen sense of smell, sight, and hearing. Mystical abilities like controlling the weather and morphing into animals is a myth; only witches can control the weather and creatures with the ability to transform into anything they want and werewolves (which, as you know are only limited to wolves) of course can change into animals. A vampire can only mess with the weather if he or she is also a witch. So there are no vampires running off changing into bats, or crows or any other kind of animal that may seem like a good idea to be, but I’m sure if we could it wouldn’t be a bad thing.

Humans used to be aware that vampires existed until they started to hunt us. Some rogue vampires went a little blood crazy and killed half of a village’s live stock. Vampires are usually killed off by other vampires or any kind of mystical being that has a grudge with them. A human is pretty much defenseless when it comes to anything of the supernatural genre. Although, some of the humans methods of protection are funny; I mean who was the person who thought burying a person upside-down would stop the deceased from turning into a vampire? I’m not even sure if any human would catch a person before the change because it happens within hours.

If a person died, or was presumably dead, they’d have to burn the body before any chance of them coming back was even a possibility. If the burial process was anything like it is today, the human would have changed and fled to feed before they could be buried in any fashion that would come up to stop them from changing in the first place. To a human, the person would just seem dead for a little while and come back to life. It would be like nothing ever happened to the person. Aside from the extreme blood lust that can’t be controlled, thus resulting in ending the first available scent of live blood’s life, everything else looks normal as long as someone doesn’t get too close in the first few minutes of the transformation. Then they’re pretty much just a snack.