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Fantasy Suspense Thriller

I’ve amassed an army, humans are terrified and I have become a king. The abyss no longer holds me hostage and humanity as I’ve known it has advanced. But no level of technology could have made them foresee me. 

And as I stood on top of the world, the poor little girl that held my hand in the abyss walked in. Her face inhuman, her stride was calm, she stopped in front of me with a new form I failed to recognize at first glance. 

“I see you’re doing well Vi.” I tell her, as her gaze looks up at me, and empty eyes stare back. 

“Why did you send me alone… when you were coming to this world yourself?” She questioned me. I don’t know what to make of her words, I barely know her as it is. 

“You did fine. You didn’t need me.” I told her, and turned to walk down the hall behind us.

She clenched her fists and walked right besides me, “You didn’t tell me I’d lose my body, you didn’t tell me I was a soul in the abyss! You left me at a slaughterhouse… I was terrified!” 

I didn’t look at her, “I didn’t know Vi, there was no time for me to go with you… I didn’t want to even deal with you.” I admit and hear her steps stop behind me, “I had other plans, ones taht didn’t involve you… although you are not completely human anymore you still have a soul, and that makes you a nuisance.”

I hear the clanking of her feet behind me start again before she grabs my hand and pull me back, “I was a child.”

I pull away and lean towards her, “I don’t care. In the abyss no one’s a child, in the abyss no one is strong… we are all but hoping to live and share our misery.”

“Why did you protect me!?” She questioned, her eyes starting to burn red as she looked at me. 

“Because of pity.” I answered honestly, “It doesn’t matter anymore Vi. You are here, still living and I’ve come to this world… the world is mine now, and I will leave a legacy no one will forget.” I say, “not even a thousand years from now will the era of vampires be forgotten. Everyone falls eventually, but for whatever time I stand above all, I’ll make sure everyone knows who their king is.”

I hear her huff and groan before going silent, “You should have stayed in that hell hole…” her voice cracked, sniffls coming through, “We both should have… I visit my own grave because no one believes I am me! My own father does not belive me… so how come you from so far away, for just a moment catching a glimpse of me… you recognized me!”

Her sobs caused me to turnaround before they turned into wailing and scream until I had to block my ears, her sobs where so loud, her shrieking causing the nearby glass to shatter, “How?” She yelled,”How did you know!”

I walk towards her still covering my ears, as I place my hand over her mouth, “I just knew!” The red in her eyes becoming more apparent the more she cried, “You just seemed familiar to me… I didn’t know what it was till I approached you… you can’t blame people for not recognizing you Vi! Humans can barely understand vampires when they talk stories about us, but seeing a soul come back from the presumed death is just too much to handle. Especially for those who where close with them, people are far too narrow minded for us.” 

Removing my hand from her mouth a sighed, “You and I didn’t even escape that far apart in time… how long were you back in this world before I arrived?”

“Years…” she sobbed.

I feared as much, for time in the abyss and here is far from different. It’s unusual in many ways that we can’t truly hope to understand, “Hold on to whatever humanity you have left if that is what you desire… but soon enough you’ll be much more like me. Something mortals can’t truly ever understand.”

Gently reaching and taking her hand I began to tug her behind me, “Come on now, let me welcome you as a guest tonight. Forget our problems and bickering… let us feast.”

Taking her to a room and having the table set, I ordered the maid around on what the chef would cook, looking over at Vi, seeing as her eyes glued to the table, “What will you have?”

“I don’t know.” She whispered. 

“Hm.” I leaned on my arm, looking back at the maid, “Get her the same as me then.”

The woman nodded and left rather quick, scared by the way her heart seemed to pound so quickly. Vi’s eyes red and staring down, her voice unheard, her clothes grey, her hair with many white tips and strings. It seems to me like it’s been changing more as of late. 

When the maid brought the trays of food in and uncovered two hearts that had been fried and cut open. She left after setting the trays for us, and while I grabbed my fork and knife to start eating Vi only stared at her food, probably questioning her humanity. 

As I cut a piece for myself I hesitate to bring it to my mouth, “You may eat Vi. It’s not poisoned.” But my words did nothing to even make her move, I set my fork and knife down. Getting up from my seat and moving my chair to sit beside her as I grab her utensils and cut a piece, holding it to her mouth, “Have a bite.”

She turns her face the other way and I grumble under my breath, taking the piece and eating it myself, “What are you afraid of?”

Her eyes slowly turned to look at me, “Everything and nothing. Because I am living yet I am not… I don’t want to eat.”

I huff, letting the utensils clatter as they fell on the plate, slowly walking back to my own plate as I grab the heart with my bare hands, “It’s not even beating anymore… you know I get why I might have the need to eat every now and again… but you… the less you eat the less human you’ll be. Because once you become whatever the hell it is you are becoming, you won’t need to eat. You’ll be but a wandering soul in this world… you have no peace.”

Grabbing a bite, I throw the rest aside, “The world hasn’t changed as much as humans say it has… we’re all still savages, the only thing keeping humans different from us… are the innocent children they bring into this world.”

I take a deep breath, keeping my gaze on her as I eat. I see her pick up the fork, look up at me and bring it to her lips, nothing said, as she begins to eat. I see it in her eyes… the way her hand keeps shaking, “You should have never jumped into that window…”

June 28, 2021 23:55

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