(This is an old story I wrote back in 2016. I’ve decided to share it here, to make up for the lack of any new material last week. This is a one off story, unlike the others. It’d be pretty stupid of me to start another series now! This is set in the same canon as Professor Fang and The Circus Master however (both of which will be back this week as per usual.) Enjoy!)
Its difficult to fully describe your reaction, the first time you meet a Vampire. So many things go through your mind at once. On the one hand you try and rationalise it any way you can. You can’t believe that such a thing actually exists. On the other however there is a twisted fascination because it challenges everything you thought you knew.
If Vampires are real, what else is real? The existence of this one creature means the world is no longer how you may have thought. You now know that life after death is possible, that creatures who defy the natural order exist, and that mankind does not rule the world in the way we would like to believe. We are ultimately the prey of a much more vicious, savage beast.
Above all else however is the terror of not just facing such an unforgiving, repulsive, relentless monster, but of knowing that thousands of other beasts like it are out there. Hiding in the dark, anyone you know could secretly be one of them, and one day they may become so strong, they will be able to shatter our entire civilisation and claim this world as their own.
My name is Ferne Shelley and this is how I came to learn the truth about Vampires.
My first encounter with the undead occurred in the quaint little town of Lista. I had just finished my Psychology degree at The University of Essex. I must confess that I had largely become a student in the first place simply because I wanted to put off going to work for a couple of years. In many ways this trip was supposed to be just another way of postponing my inevitable move from being a carefree, happy go lucky student, to the trenches of a 9-5 desk job.
I sometimes miss having ignorance of the supernatural. Once you know they’re out there you are never the same. You can’t be.
Still ultimately I am glad that I did gain this knowledge, as it has helped to save my and many other people’s lives over the years. I only wish I had gained it earlier as my friends might still be alive.
I had 3 real friends throughout my time at University, Marie, Claire, and Diana. They were really the first friends I ever had. I was always something of a loner as a child. I wasn’t very popular at school, and I was picked on a lot throughout my entire childhood and my teenage years. I remember being so happy in my last year at school because everyone just forgot who I was. Being ignored was preferable to how I was treated before.
My relationship with my parents had also been somewhat cold too. They were never cruel, but at the same time they never really paid that much attention to me either. I remember wanting to confide in them about what was happening at school, but I knew I never could as they just weren’t that interested in my life.
I don’t think they ever wanted a child. They struck me as being the type of people who didn’t really want to give up the rich social life they had before I was born. Even when I was a young girl, I can remember them leaving me with babysitters and relatives to go on holidays and even just nights out.
When I went to Uni it was like being transported to an entirely different universe (well at least that’s what it felt like at the time. When I did visit another universe years later it was a somewhat different experience)
I’d been mistreated for so long that someone being polite was an alien experience to me. All I really wanted was to matter to someone.
I finally did find someone who loved me for who I was not long into my first year at Uni, Claire Jane. She was a lot more confident than me, but in some ways I sensed that she was somewhat lonely too. She did have a boyfriend named Michael who had been her high school sweetheart, but still I got the impression that she was desperate to meet new people as well.
It was easier for her than me, as she was such a friendly, nice, chatty person. It was through her that I would meet Marie and Diana. All 4 of us were in the same class, and having already loosely known Claire, she asked me along with Marie and Diana to go for a drink to celebrate. The 4 of us ended up becoming fast friends and my time with them for the next 3 years would go on to be the happiest in my entire life.
No one made me feel as sure and confident of myself as Claire did. We were like sisters. She was like the cool, older sister (even though she was a two years younger than me, she just always seemed so much more mature). I thought we would always be friends, with the both of us going down to the pub as old ladies. I sometimes still like to imagine what would have happened if Claire had lived, and the family she and Michael would have had.
Our trip through Europe started badly, though it would obviously get a lot worse. We had hoped to travel through the German countryside, visiting small towns along the way, but we really just weren’t that well prepared and very soon we got lost.
Those long, dreary trek’s through the dark, across never ending German roads wasn’t exactly what I or any of the other girls had in mind when we envisioned this trip. I thought it would all be having fun at German festivals, getting drunk, maybe meeting some cute German guys. And here I was wandering in the freezing wind and rain down the road with no idea where I was going.
When we finally reached the town of Lista it was such a relief to have found some kind of civilisation, though if I had known what was about to happen to the town, I would have turned and run as fast as I could in the opposite direction.
Lista was a beautiful place. It had a real innocence about it which may have been why the Vampires had enjoyed targeting it for so long. The pack of Vampires that had terrorised the town were led by a particularly vicious member of their kind named Dierck, who had been turned sometime in the 15th century.
He was a survivor, having lived through the rule of the Vandals (Demonic rivals of Vampires who ruled Europe for many centuries) and during the second world war. Unlike most other members of his kind he did not join the side of the Nazi’s during the conflict. He generally tended to attack small rural areas, as they would obviously be not only be more vulnerable, but wouldn’t draw attention to him either.
Lista had been his latest target. For months his Vampires had been visiting the town every night, dragging people away, men women, children even infants. Their victims remains would usually be found strung up in trees near the town for their families to find the next day.
The people at first were too scared to do anything against the monsters. They thought they could hide from them, even appease them, but when it became obvious that nothing could hold back these Demons cruelty. The people finally fought back.
They managed to catch the Vampire gang off guard. The Vampires were not expecting the humans to turn on them. They believed that they had been terrorised to the point where they were completely docile, which would prove to be a fatal mistake for some of the blood suckers.
The townsfolk pelted the beasts with bottles of holy water until they drove them over a massive pit they had dug, filled with stakes. The Vampires that fell into it were either impaled or burned to death, by being doused with holy water. Dierck was wise enough to flee, as all of his men who survived ran away (Vampires are notorious cowards) and there was no way he could face the entire town by himself. Dierck was eager to get the villagers back for this humiliation.
The villagers foolishly believed that they had seen the last of the Vampires, and celebrated for several nights afterwards.
When we arrived it had been two weeks since the Vampires had been “defeated” and the town was still celebrating. As we entered the town we saw was a mass of people gathered round an effigy of Dracula that was being burned. There was also a festival in the streets with people wearing Dracula masks and holding up crude drawings of Vampires with stakes through their hearts!
I remember thinking it was odd, but I assumed it was just an obscure, European festival like Day of the Dead. It seemed quite charming in a way. The 4 of us stayed in a small hotel just at the edge of the town. It seemed like such a relief, a warm cosy bed, a nice little town, with a festival. I thought this holiday was finally beginning to pick up.
I don’t think I have ever been more wrong about anything before in my entire life.
The Vampires had been slowly building up their forces in the fortnight since their humiliating defeat. Snatching hitchhikers, stopping cars going down the road and pulling their unfortunate occupants out and turning them into Vampires.
However what really gave Dierck the edge was the fact that he was able to take control of the towns only priest, a man named George. Dierck’s breed of Vampire who were known as Noseferatu, had the power to take control of any human being that they bit.
Even the strongest wills couldn’t resist the power of a Nosferatu. One of Dierck’s minions had bitten the priest during the attack. The poor souls that the Noseferatu’s take control over are still awake, they are just unable to go against the Vampires commands.
The priest wanted to warn the town that the Vampires were planning an another attack with all his heart and soul, but he just couldn’t. Under the Vampires command he would replace all of the holy water with regular water, depriving the towns people of their most vital weapon. He also obviously would not bless any more water either.
Dierck and his now larger group of Vampires decided to strike whilst the people of Lista during the celebrations.
It was a slaughter. The Vampires tore people to bits in the streets, they burned down houses in order to drive people back into the streets (as the Vampires could not enter a house without an invitation). The humans only weapon, the holy water was also gone and thus with no way to fight back against the Vampires inhuman strength they had no chance.
I remember waking up to the sound of screaming in the streets. At first I assumed it was just people getting a little bit too rowdy during the festival, but then all of a sudden, something came crashing through the window.
Panicked, I instantly rose from my bed, still somewhat dazed and half asleep. I could see through the smoke which suddenly filled the air, a fire at the end of the room. I realised what had happened. Someone from the streets had thrown a petrol bomb in through our window.
I turned to wake Claire who was lying next to me. We had been lucky enough to get two rooms, one for me and Claire and another for Marie and Diana. Clare began screaming at the sight of the fire, but thankfully she didn’t let her fear overwhelm her and quickly jumped out of bed whilst making sure that I was right behind her.
We both headed for the door which the fire hadn’t reached yet. Out in the hall everyone had fled their rooms, including Marie and Diana as they had all been petrol bombed. All of the guests and staff quickly hurried down the steps in a stampede through the hall, down the steps and out into the streets.
Outside looked like a war zone. Buildings on fire, people running through the streets in sheer panic. Straight across on the other end of the road, I could see a figure standing over a woman seemingly biting her neck!
The woman was clearly dead. Her throat had been torn clean out, blood was dripping down the pavement and down the street. The figure standing over her then looked up at us, all huddled together, all utterly petrified. It was the most hideous creature I had ever seen in my life.
Its skin was completely snow white, its eyes meanwhile were just as red as the blood dripping from its mouth. It had no hair and every tooth in its head was razor sharp, though its upper canines were far longer than the rest of its teeth. The monsters clothes were ratty, and torn and slime dripped from its fingers. I could hear a squelching sound as it walked slowly towards us, and it left a slime trail behind it just like a slug.
The smell that came from the creature was overwhelming. It practically choked me. I wanted to be sick just looking at it.
We all began to back away slowly from the monster, when all of a sudden one of the women at the back suddenly screamed. I turned and to my horror saw four similar creatures crawling down the flaming hotel like spiders. All of them leaving a thick slime trail behind them down the building walls.
I couldn’t believe what I was seeing, but before I could take it in, the monsters suddenly jumped through the air and landed on several people in the crowd, including the woman who had screamed. The beasts ripped their throats out in seconds with their bare teeth! We all ran. Marie, Diana and Clare all kept close to me. As we ran through the town we saw people being cornered, beaten, torn apart by ravenous monsters, but there was nothing any of us could do to help them.
We could hear the monsters roaring and hissing behind us, but none of us looked back. I was just so terrified I had no thought other than to get the hell out of this place!
That began to look like an impossibility however. At the end of the road we could see five of the creatures completely covered in blood and entrails blocking the way. We all stopped and froze. There was seemingly no way of escape. As I turned round I could see more of those hideous things coming up the other way. I still couldn’t believe the situation I was in. Here I was waiting to be torn apart by fucking monsters!
I almost felt like laughing at the absurdity of it all, when suddenly the monsters began to wince and cower. I turned around to see a young man standing in the road wielding a cross. He had come out of one of the houses. He was reasonably young, probably close to my age, had thick black hair, and was quite tall and athletic looking. He told us to follow him and we all instantly agreed. The fact that he didn’t have fangs, red eyes or stunk definitely worked in his favour!
He ran through the house he had come through on the left end side of the street. Though it was burning he still went through it as the flames hadn’t consumed the whole house.
Marie was a little hesitant to follow however which would prove to be a fatal mistake. She was scared of the flames, but as Clare reached out to try and help her, one of the brutes grabbed her and pulled her backwards. Another two then jumped her and they began tearing her apart. The man who helped us said that there was nothing we could do for her and sadly he was right. I’ll never forget the agonised, helpless look on my friends face as the Vampires pinned her to the ground and sunk their fangs into her flesh.
After we made our way through the house we reached the garden. On just the outside of the garden there were the remains of a family. Clearly the occupants of the house who had tried to escape the fire and been pounced by Vampires waiting outside.
We continued to run down the street passing more burning houses, with the man who had saved us waving his cross in the direction of any Vampire that came near.
Eventually we reached our destination, another burning house. Fortunately we didn’t need to enter it as we simply entered the bomb shelter in the garden.
There was a second man in the shelter. He was much smaller, somewhat out of shape with grey hair and clearly a lot older.
He didn’t look pleased to see us at all. In fact he started to scream at the younger man.
“Brian what on earth are you playing at? Rushing out there, when the town is being torn apart by those monsters! Always desperate to play the hero aren’t you? For all you know these three women have been bitten and under their control.”
Brian tried to assure the older man who was called Alan, and was Brian’s father that he was sure we weren’t Vampire stooges. Of course I couldn’t understand a word they were saying, but fortunately Clare who could speak German was translating for me and Diana.
In the middle of their argument, Claire suddenly interrupted them and asked “Excuse me, what do you mean under their control?”
Brian spoke softly to Claire and said “Those monsters, Vampires, have the power to put anyone they bite under their control.” He began to tear up and couldn’t look at Clare anymore. “One of them bit my, my mother. They snatched her just outside our garden. Dad tried to help her but he had been cornered by the flames. They’d already petrol bombed our house. I was lucky to get out of my room alive. I could see what they did to my mother from my bedroom window however. They forced her to, to murder my sister“.
Claire was in shock. I could see Alan at the other end of the room weeping uncontrollably, his head in his hands.
Brian continued “When they bit her they threw her and Sarah together. Mum and Sarah they hugged for a while. She even told Sarah that it would all be okay and then suddenly she threw Sarah to the floor. The Vampires then handed mum a hammer and she, she”
He didn’t finish but he didn’t have to. Once he had regained his composure he explained that this bomb shelter was built during the second world war and that even the Vampires couldn’t get through it. Brian said that it was best to wait here until some help arrived.
Of course that could be months if it ever did arrive. Sadly this was our only option however. The streets of Lista were a literal war zone. None of us dared to brave them again.
The night was long and difficult. All 5 of us hardly spoke a word, though all of us took it in turns to cry. We had all lost so much that night.
I tried to remain calm and brave, but at times it hit me that I would never see Marie ever again. Then it would hit me that it was because of Vampires! What was I going to tell her parents? It would get too much for me, and I’d break down.
I must have only slept a few hours that night. When dawn broke, Alan and Brian were the first up and told us that we needed to go now.
The Vampires could not go out during the day time and so if they were ever to escape now was the time. Brian, ever desperate to play the hero went out first just to see that there were no Vampires.
Brian and Alan’s house had been burned down. The streets were littered with bodies and pieces of bodies, blood literally caked the pavements, most of the houses were in ruins. The stench of death was everywhere.
As we walked nervously down the street Claire suddenly tackled me to the floor. As I looked up I saw a car driving at an incredible speed down the road, before it smashed into a house on the other end.
Claire saved my life, whilst Alan, Diana and Brian had managed to jump to the other side. The car had come so quickly from around the corner that I didn’t even notice it. As I looked around I suddenly noticed a large group of people at either end of the street. The people were covered in cuts and bruises. Clearly the Vampires had been torturing them all night, but they hadn’t killed them as they wanted these people to be their eyes and ears during the day time.
We all quickly headed back to the Shelter instantly with the Vampire’s human servants in hot pursuit.
Fortunately we all made it in time, but not only was it apparent that there was now seemingly no way of escape, but now the Vampires knew where we were hiding!
As we cowered together in the shelter one of the Vampires servants spoke.
“You can’t stay in there forever. This place belongs to our Master now. When he rises tonight he will find you and you will die like the rest of this miserable town, alone, scared and in agony.”
A part of me felt like opening the door and just getting it over with, rather than just slowly rotting away in here.
Brian however was sure that someone would find us and said we just needed to wait it out. There was about 2 weeks worth supply of food for 5 people in the shelter.
As we sat in the shelter, terrified that the Vampires servants could break down the door at any minute, Claire broke the silence and asked, somewhat nervously who the Vampires Master was?
Alan spoke, his voice quivering “You don’t want to know. And I hope for your sake you don’t have to”
Alan revealed that there was a pistol in the shelter. It had been placed here by his father who had built the shelter, in case they were buried alive when hiding in the shelter, they could shoot themselves rather than endure a slow death.
Sadly the gun would be of no use against any of their tormentors. Guns couldn’t kill Vampires, and there were only 6 bullets in the gun, but close to 50 humans under the Vampires control.
Alan told us that he had contemplated using it on himself last night. “After what those monsters did to my family I thought it would be easy just to end my pain. One quick shot to the head, then its over, the monsters couldn’t hurt me any more. But I couldn’t bare the thought of leaving my son alone to face this horror.” And with that he put the gun down and embraced his son telling him that he was all he had left. Alan was still angry that his son had been so reckless, running out in the middle of the Vampires attack to try and help anyone he could find get into the shelter.
Still he also knew that had it not been for his son’s bravery then we would all be dead now. He was proud of Brian, but at the same time, begged him not to ever do anything so reckless again. Of course given the type of person Brian was, he also knew that his warning would not be heeded.
The day was long and hard. There were so many times when I felt like opening the door and just running through them, but every time Brian and Claire would calm me down.
Claire as always was my rock. She had saved my life, but even more incredible was the fact that she was somehow managing to keep calm throughout most of this nightmare. She’d try and steer the conversation back to normality, talking about the things she was going to do when this nightmare was over like marry Michael, and try and find a job teaching.
That had been her ambition as she had always loved children, though to be honest I think she just liked the idea of having all those holidays off. Diana had ambitions of wanting to be a writer meanwhile, whilst I sadly didn’t really know what I was going to do with my life, though again I didn’t really think my future was guaranteed at that point anyway.
There were moments when even Claire couldn’t keep her cool however. She cried about Marie several times. Whenever she started crying, me and Diana couldn’t control ourselves either. As horrible as this day was, in some odd way I still treasure it, as it would be the last one I would spend with Diana and the person who meant more to me than any other, Claire.
When night finally fell we sat there waiting for the Vampires Master to show up. Alan assured us that even he couldn’t get in here by force, but he still was terrified of what hideous trick the Demon would try and pull on us.
Sure enough the Vampires Master Dierck (whose name I did not know at this point) soon arrived by the door with a group of his most vicious Vampires.
They had been able to enter the garden as it had been completely destroyed and therefore no longer counted as a private residence. We could tell the Vampires had arrived by the stench that arrived with them, which unlike the Vampires themselves was strong enough to penetrate the shelter. Dierck spoke in a loud and booming voice.
“Poor, pitiful creatures, clinging to life, when you know its pointless. Come out now and I’ll make sure that its quick”
Just then I could hear the rest of the Vampires burst out into fits of hysterical laughter, followed by a massive slam on the door which startled us all.
Dierck spoke again “Very well then, how about I make you a trade? One of you come out here and I don’t tear this young woman and her child to pieces.”
We could hear a child and a woman screaming outside. Brian went to open the small window on the door to see outside. Alan had warned him against it, telling him that it was a trick, but again Brian didn’t listen to his father. Brian saw a young woman, bloodied, her left eye black and swollen, hugging her screaming child who must have been no older than 3.
Dierck spoke again “We’ll kill both of them unless you come out NOW. We’ll make them suffer. You’ll hear the sound of them screaming for mercy. I’ll force the mother to watch as her child dies!”
Brian headed for the door. Alan instantly jumped in front of him and pushed him back.
“I cannot believe that you would be stupid enough to fall for that trick. If you open that door you will kill us all.”
Brian however could not leave a young woman and her child at the mercy of the Vampires. I wish I had known Brian much better. He was one of the most genuinely brave and altruistic men I have ever met.
Brian assured his father that he wasn’t simply going to walk out there and expect the Vampires to keep their word. He still had the cross he had used to fight off the Vampires that had cornered us earlier, and hoped to use it maybe scatter the Vampires around the mother and her child.
Alan was still against it. Claire offered to go instead, which Alan was still against. Obviously he cared more for his son’s well being than any of us, but he thought it was an insane idea for anyone to go out there.
Diana and I contributed nothing to the conversation of course as we couldn’t speak German. I probably wouldn’t have been brave enough to go out there at that point, in fact I know I wouldn’t.
Brian couldn’t be bothered to argue with his father anymore and after picking up his cross he headed out the door as his father shouted at him.
Outside the Vampires instantly swarmed Brian, but as soon as he lifted the cross they began to cower. He quickly reached for the woman and the child. However as he headed to the door Dierck grabbed him. The girl and the woman ran towards the shelter, leaving Brian behind. Claire and Alan ran to the door, but there was nothing they could do. Alan did empty two shots into Dierck but he didn’t even acknowledge them.
As Dierck held Brian, Brian thrust his cross in the Vampires face, but Dierck laughed. He grabbed the cross and broke it. His flesh still sizzled as he touched the cross, but he did not even flinch. He then tossed Brian into the rest of the Vampires who swarmed him and tore him to bits. Alan screamed in anguish as he kept firing at the Vampires, and it was only Claire who quickly shut the door who prevented him from running out into them.
We could hear Brian’s agonised screams from inside, but fortunately they didn’t last for long. Brian was luckier than some of their other victims, in that the monsters didn’t savour this meal.
Alan sank to his knees. He didn’t even cry, he just looked completely broken.
I tried to comfort Alan, whilst Diana and Claire meanwhile went over to see the woman and her child, but the child quickly ran away from them and cowered in the a corner. Diana tried approaching him again, but this time when the child turned round, Diana saw the awful truth. The child was a Vampire! It had buried its head in its mother’s breast before, and had been dressed in gloves and a hat to conceal its true nature.
Now Diana could see its hideous white face, massive fangs and bright red eyes and she backed away slowly, but the monster lept at her and sunk its fangs into her throat. Within seconds it ripped her entire throat clean out. Claire and I quickly ran over towards Diana, but it was too late. She bled out in a matter of seconds and was dead before we could even begin to help her. Brian’s heroic sacrifice had not only been for nothing, but it had cost Diana her life.
The Vampire child attacked Claire. Despite being just a child, it still had a much greater strength than either of us.
Before I could even try and help Claire, the child’s “mother” punched me in the face. She was human, but clearly under the control of the Vampires. I’d never been in a fight before and I was instantly sent crashing to the ground, my nose bloodied.
As I lay there on the ground, she grabbed me by the throat and began to choke the life out of me. I suddenly heard a bang, and her blood splattered on my face as she fell to the floor.
Alan was standing behind her with the gun still smoking. The Vampire child quickly turned around after the shot and ran towards Alan. Alan however managed to knock the beast towards the floor by hitting it with his gun. He then impaled her right through the chest with a makeshift stake he had created from a chair leg.
Upon being staked the Vampire crumbled into nothing but a tiny little pile of ash on the floor.
Alan then put the gun to his head and blew his brains out.
There was nothing anyone could have said to talk him out of it. The Vampires had destroyed his entire life. I wish he hadn’t given the animals the satisfaction, but ultimately what can you say to a man who has just watched his son get ripped to pieces, and seen his wife murder their daughter with a hammer!
I felt like passing out from the shock of everything that had happened, and the pain in my nose was overwhelming. A combination of the pain, as well as the sight of Brian’s brains splattered on the wall, and Diana’s blood dripping from her throat made me sick.
Claire helped me to sit down and checked my nose to see if it was broken. She lightly pinched my nose and when that hurt like hell she concluded that it was broken. She clearly wasn’t a medical student!
There were bandages in the shelter but as she plastered up my nose I could see a bite mark on her arm. The Vampire child had managed to get in a lucky bite during the struggle.
It was the final straw. I instantly started crying. Clare realised what I was upset about and put her arms around my shoulders.
“The Vampire who bit me is dead. I am no longer under its control. We don’t know if the bite is fatal or not. Just because its that way in the movies doesn’t mean”
I interrupted her. Barely able to speak through the tears I told her that I couldn’t imagine my life without her. Claire then told me firmly that if need be, I would have to kill her.
At that point I wished that Alan hadn’t used the last bullet on himself. I hugged Claire as hard as I could. I swore to her that I wouldn’t let anything happen to her, but it was all pointless.
Over the next few hours Claire began to weaken, her skin turned white, her eyes began to go red and her teeth began to enlarge.
I held her in my arms. My best friend, the person I cared for more than anything else in the world, as her life and everything she was, was drained away by a Demonic force.
She was brave at first, but as her condition worsened she began to cry. She screamed that she didn’t want to die, she was only 22, that she wanted to marry Michael, have kids, that she didn’t want her parents to go through losing their only child. Her final words to me just before she was completely consumed were,
“I can feel it, its all going away. Everything I am, I feel like I am already dead. Oh god this is what they feel like all the time? They can’t feel anything other than wanting to hurt people. Please don’t let me live like this Ferne. Please kill me!”
Within seconds she was gone. I hadn’t even had the time to grieve for Diana before Claire was taken from me too.
I quickly walked away from her corpse and headed for the stake Alan had made. As I turned around however I saw that Claire had already risen.
The sight of my friend as one of those things is the most horrifying sight I will ever see in my life.
I foolishly hoped that I might be able to get through to Claire. If I had known then what I do now I wouldn’t have hesitated to stake her, but I just didn’t want to admit that Claire was gone.
Claire began to speak however before I had a chance to say anything. “Don’t worry old friend I will make this quick. I won’t change you. I couldn’t spend eternity with you, constantly prattling on about your sad little issues and insecurities. It would just be too be cruel to make anyone live a life as utterly pathetic as yours forever. Its not like the Vampires would accept you anyway. No one has. Not your parents, not even me, Diana, and Marie. We were never your friends, we just felt sorry for you,.”
I cried, as Claire laughed and continued to mock me. “There you are crying again like a little girl. That’s your solution to all your problems, just to cry and whimper and whine to whoever is unfortunate enough to be near you. Pathetic”
I wasn’t crying for the reasons that she thought however. I cried because I realised that Claire was truly gone. She would never say such a thing, even on her worst day. She loved me like a sister. If there was one thing I was sure of it was that.
I ran to the door. Whilst I knew this monster wasn’t Claire, I still didn’t want to be killed by a monster that bore the face of my friend. I knew that I could never outfight any Vampire, even with a stake, and much like Alan I really had no compunction to go on living anymore.
I managed to make it out of the shelter and to my surprise all of the Vampires were gone. I didn’t stop to think why however as Claire was coming after me.
As I ran out into the streets I still saw no Vampires? What had happened, had they got bored of torturing me and ran away? Just then as Claire came charging at me an arrow suddenly shot straight into her back. She was dust before she hit the pavement. It was a relief to see the monster that stole her face die. The real Claire died in the shelter.
Two men armed with crossbows suddenly came running out of the ruins of one of the houses and they cornered me.
These men were from Rentros an organisation designed to track down supernatural creatures. They had managed to slay most of the Vampires, as most of them were young and inexperienced.
Though sadly Dierck had escaped (and taken down 6 Rentros men before hand). The Rentros men would take me and the few survivors in. Among those who survived the slaughter included both the priest, George who had been forced to dispose of the holy water (the Vampires had kept him alive to show him all of the torment that he had inflicted on the town) and Brian’s mother, Carla, who the Vampires had also kept alive to further torture. They wanted her to live for a few days knowing what she had done to her daughter.
The Vampires had wanted to exterminate every single person in the town, which was why they had been so determined to destroy us. They wanted to make this town an example to any others who would dare to defy them
Most of the survivors were broken. The Vampires had forced them to murder both their loved ones and other innocent people, whilst they had them under their control. According to one of the Rentros men, it was a favourite activity of Vampires to make people murder their loved ones. He felt that Vampires enjoyed dragging decent people down to their level.
The Rentros men provided an official cover for the story and sent us all home. My life would be a black pit of despair for the next few years. Without Claire, Diana and Marie the loneliness was unbearable. Even to this day I have never made friends quite so close. Eventually I overcame my depression and would later join Rentros.
I wanted to make the Vampires pay. It felt like that was all I had left. In a way the Vampires had dragged me down to their level after all. I’d spend years training with Rentros, honing my skills and body and learning everything I could about the monsters until I was able to kill them.
However as the years passed I came to view them with pity. I saw that actually they were pathetic creatures, unable to feel anything but hatred. Slaying a Vampire came to be an act of mercy for me.
Many years later me, George and Carla (who had both joined Rentros as well) would track down Dierck in Germany, though that’s a story for another day.
I tell this story to let you all know how important it is to have knowledge on what is really out there. If the me of today were trapped in Lista, my friends would still be alive. The greatest trick the devil played was in convincing you he didn’t exist and it important that you do not fall for it like I did.
By Ferne Shelley