Every Hundred Years

Prologue

She woke up, the room dimly lit. She looked around, and felt confused. Where am I? She thought. She didn't know, and all she wanted was to know. She wanted to move, but when she tried to move her legs she realized her legs were tied to the bed.

"I wouldn't try that until you at least understand what's going on," A voice made her jump, "at least then you'll understand this place a little better."

She looked around but to no avail could she find the man who spoke.

"I'm over here, dumb one."

"Where am I? And who are you?" She asked, trying to find the man, but no matter where she hears his voice, she cannot see him.

But the rooms not that dark. I should be able to see him.

"Dude, leave her alone. She can't see you right now. You're using your glamour without even realizing it."

She heard the steps of the mans, and sees a woman who was actually very pretty approach her. But it wasn't until the woman get close that see realizes the woman isn't truly pretty. She may be on the outside but...

"Are you curious about where you are?" The woman asks, and the girl sees the teeth, two on the top very...

"Why do you have two sharp teeth?" The girl asks.

She notices that the woman's mouth is watering, and she wants to run away, but the woman's practically on top of her by now.

"Haven't you figured out by now? I'm a vampire! You're in a lab, and you're our victim. It took us since your were basically a baby, but we've finally got it perfect. But maybe I should explain why you're here."

The girl was terrified, and desperately wanted to run away from this place, and go back home. Please let this be a nightmare! I want to be home in my real bed!

"You see, every hundred years, a girl is born with the purest of blood. Sometimes it can be a boy, but it's mostly a girl. You're one of them. I have to say though, you aren't very pretty. But once we make you immortal and where your blood regenerates, you'll be pretty."

"I don't get it, every hundred years? What do you mean? And vampires don't exist!" She wished that weren't true.

"Listen, that doesn't matter anymore. You have at least a month to escape, and the cuffs on your legs aren't hard to get off. But there is a catch. Even if you get home before the month is over, we can still recapture you. But when the month is over, then you can stay mortal, and not feed hundreds of vampires."

But there was a bigger catch. The girl didn't realize it, until it was too late. I didn't realize it until it was too late. That girl? That's me, and I'm here to tell you the story, the story about every hundred years.