Breath of Blood

1: The beginning

Disclaimer: This story is rated r. There will be details of sex, explicit language, and the use of marijuana. You have been informed, so please, do not give it a bad rate because you don't agree, because you know what content is in the story before you continue. Now, enjoy.

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It was dark. It was cold. Everything was black, I couldn't see anything. A pain formed in my neck as colors formed, slowly. I'm laying on my back, barely able to move. My surroundings finally returned, my vision fuzzy.

I sat up, getting my full vision back. It was night time, a full moon. I was at the bottom of a sandy creek, with a bridge above me. Probably about 15 feet high.

I felt my ears start to move my hair, and my tongue grow. I wondered what the fuck was happening.

I felt a pain in my neck, and I put my hand over it. I felt a warm liquid and looked at my hand. I saw this black, thick liquid shining in the moonlight. It was blood. My blood.

I could sense feelings and hear voices, unable to understand how I can, like a hidden survival instinct awakened. "Do you think he's awake?" asks a female voice that sounded very familiar. "Be patient, he isn't like the others who transform." says an equally familiar male voice.

I feel this power overwhelm me, as my vision gets darkly lit, and I float up to see 2 cloaked figures.

One of them lunge at me, pulling me into a hug, but I grab them by the collar before they can reach me. I look down and take off her hood. It was... "Sarah?" It was my girlfriend, Sarah. "What happened to me...? Who is the other person?" I ask. The other cloaked figure took off his hood.

I float down to the bridge. "What's up Kyle." It was my best friend. "Why are y'all here?" They look at each other. Sarah looks up at me. "Vlad, we're vampires."

"What?!" I questioned, shocked. "You are a prophecy." Kyle said, floating up in the air, throwing the cloak on the ground as a red and black mist filled the sky, forming pictures.

"About a hundred years ago, there was a prophecy made by a vampire. 'Turned at 15, by his one true love, will be different like a black, broken dove. His life soon covered by pain and strife, he will take many unworthy lives. He is entrusted with the lives of many, leading a war, not losing any. But only one loss for the deeds to be done, all will be safe, all but one.' I have wondered what that meant, but when I met you, it was clear."

He floated back down, landing by me. "You. You are what the prophecy meant." I stood there. "Someone, hand me a mirror." Sarah handed me a mirror, and I looked into it.

My ears were pointy, my tongue was long and sharp, and my eyes were glowing red. "So that means... I'm a vampire." Sarah came up to me and put her hand on my cheek.

"No, my love, you are a greater force. You are the lord of all vampires. You are The Midnight King."

I had gotten lost in her eyes, glowing with admiration, about to kiss her, but Kyle stopped us. "I hate to interrupt, my lord, but we have to get going. It's getting daylight. We need to head to the kingdom."

I chuckled a bit. "Kyle, we're friends, you can just call me by my name." I told him. He flustered, embarrassed. "Right."

"Anyway, why do we have to leave because it's getting daylight? Is it because vampires burn in the sunlight?" I ask with a sarcastic tone.

"No, it's because the kingdom will think we betrayed them because of how important our mission. We have to be back before a certain time. And vampires don't burn in the sunlight, we just get sunburned easily, and if our head is exposed to sunlight, we get migraines and headaches." he explains as he floats up.

We follow, floating to the kingdom seen a little ways foward. "Hey Kyle, what is the name of the kingdom?"

Kyle turns around. "It's Elysia you'll love it." he explains.

Me and Asami follow him, hand in hand.