Post Six

Good evening everyone. Sorry I missed a day, the internet was on the fritz again, though I think Jessamine conveniently sabotaged it after she announced that she was having a few friends over that night that she wanted me to meet. I told her that I had some things to keep up on the internet, so thus ending in the internet just happening to be unavailable that night. Anyways, Jason had to go with me down there and both of us had to dress nicely. In other words, I had to wear a long red dress that only thin super models should wear. But on the upside I got to meet many nice crotchety old vampires who seemed to hate me. Oh the joys of my current life. Jason was there too, thankfully. I know it seems weird that I was happy that he was there but I tell you, it was only for one reason, and that reason was this: He looked way more miserable than I did. Apparently he and the elder vampires didn’t exactly hit it off when they first met. In the way that shows me that it’s not that Jason and I just don’t get along, but Jason himself is a fuckin’ asshole.

Anyways, while we were talking and having a great time (or as great as it could get) when suddenly Jessamine mentions that I’m into technology and I use the computer. The elders then all turn to me with dark looks on their faces (Yay, creepy old dudes with pure white eyes and fangs staring at me! Now that is what I call a party) and begin telling me the dangers of using the internet. About how one wrong word could bring our culture down and people would be going after us and everything. I then explained to them that I only go on youtube and I don’t even have an account. No one could trace me with my computer. And then, this is where it gets scary guys. They told me that if I were responsible for the downfall of the colony here in British Columbia, that it was a crime, punishable by death. They then thought it would be a great idea to explain to me how this process would happen.
“It would start out by starving you” explained what appeared to be their leader with a red stone on his necklace, “We would lock you in a dark room. Then we would beat you with silver. Once you have finished your beating, we would then throw you into the sunlight, granted you are not a freak like Jason.” He stated. I felt someone grab my arm, then lift me up over his shoulder.
“I think my little sister has had enough for tonight. Thank you very much. Oh and by the way, I liked how you called me a freak when really, you’re the ones who kill people for fun. You’ve been a great audience folks, I’ll be all of my eternal damned life.” He snarled. I looked to my left where the head of my captor was located and stared into a fluffy curtain of black and blue hair. Once we were out of vampire’s earshot, I tapped him on the shoulder.
“Jason, you can put me down now…” I muttered. Jason nodded, lowering me to the ground. He sighed, pushing a lock of his hair back.
“Sorry. I lost my composure back there.” He grumbled. I shook my head, raising an eyebrow.
“You don’t like it here, do you?” I asked. Jason raised an eyebrow.
“What gave that away?” He asked. I shrugged.
“Mmm… maybe the whole cursing at the people who could kill you and dragging the person you hate out of there. Or it could just be woman’s intuition. Its your choice.” I teased. He smirked as we entered my room and he sat down on the bed. I sat down on the floor, hugging my knees, staring up at him.
“I never wanted to be a vampire to begin with. It hadn’t even occurred to me. I’m not even that old. I was made about three years before you were born. You think with an immortal life, you can do anything… but… you have to give up all your dreams. I just don’t want another person to suffer through that.” He explained. I shook my head, releasing my knees and leaning back on the palms of my hands.
“It’s not like I had anything going for me before.” I said calmly. Jason raised an eyebrow.
“You didn’t have anything you wanted to be? You didn’t want to go to the prom? You didn’t want to get married?” He asked. I paused, staring at my feet. He sighed, standing up.
“You’d be surprised at how much you’ll lose once you make the full transition…” He muttered walking out. I just sat there in silence for a few moments, thinking about my entire life. Everything I wanted to be… gone… I couldn’t be a rock star because I would never age or die. I looked over at the open door, as if to tell me to follow the path through the darkness. I looked over at it, then shut the door. I quickly stripped from my red dress and threw clothes. Not a nightgown like Jessamine told me to. I put on my human clothes. I then threw myself on my bed and began to cry. And then, the next day I awoke, dazed and confused. I didn’t even remember what had happened until I saw the watered down red on the pillow cases. I sat up calmly, staring outwards. What path would I pick at the end of my two years as a halfer?


-Ryder March Vondescure