A SHORT STORY: " INTO THE FIRE"

      NOSFERATU, IT IS TRUE...THAT IS WHAT THEY CALL ME. I LAY AWAKE IN MY SLUMBER LISTENING TO THE SOUNDS OF THE CITY ABOVE ME AS THEY DRONE OFF TO THE OUTER REACHES OF SLEEP. SLEEP,SLEEP,SO DEEP. SO BEAUTIFUL THEY ARE WITH THE LIFE THEY HAVE IN THEM THAT I ENVY THEM SO MUCH AND YET I DESPISE THEM FOR HATING ME SO. I YEARN FOR THEIR SWEET SUCCULENT WARM BLOOD UPON MY LIPS AND I CAN ALMOST FEEL IT PULSATING THROUGH MY UNDEAD BODY REVIVING MY SKIN TO THAT SHINY LUSTER THAT MAKES ME BEARABLE TO THE VIEWER LIKE YOU.

      AH, A MORTAL IS APPROACHING WITH AN UNCLEAN SOUL. I WILL DO THE LORD'S WORK AND RID THE WORLD OF THE EVIL-DOER. SUCH A CONTRADICTION IN TERMS DONT'CHA THINK? I BELIEVE IN NO HEAVEN OR HELL BUT IN MY OWN LITTLE CAPSULE OF ETERNABLE DAMNNESS. SUCH A LONELY LIFE AND I HOPE TO ESCAPE IT SOMEDAY LIKE SOME OF THE GREATS BEFORE ME. BUT FOR NOW I AM DOOMED TO WALK ALL ETERNITY BEING THIS DEATH DEALER.

        FEAR NOT, I ONLY GO OUT AT NIGHT AND REMOVE THE SCUM OF THIS WORLD. YOU HAVE NO WORRIES UNLESS YOUR PATH HAS NOT BEEN CLEAR. ANOTHER MORTAL DOTH APPROACHES, BUT THIS ONE ASKS ME TO TAKE AWAY ALL THE PAIN AND SUFFERING ALL WITHIN A GLANCE. WHAT DO I DO? HE IS PLEADING WITH THAT BEAUTIFUL FACE AND AND MY ROTTEN HEART BREAKS AND I GIVE IN.

       I BEND DOWN TO GIVE HIM THAT FINAL MORTAL EMBRACE AS MY FANGS SINK INTO HIS SOFT UNBLEMISHED NECK AND OH! WHAT SWEETNESS! HIS BLOOD IS SO PURE. I TELL HIM HE MUST BITE MY NECK, ARM, AND THE PLACE WHERE MY HEART SHOULD RESIDE TO HAVE IMMORTALITY. HE COMPLIES LIKE A CHILD WANTING THAT PIECE OF CANDY FROM A STRANGER THAT THEY SHOULDN'T. HE STARTS TO CONVULSE AND HAS SEIZURES AS HIS BODY GOES INTO THE CHANGE. THE PROCESS BECOMES A BIG SLURRY FOR THE RODENTS AND VERMIN IN THIS DERELICT GRAVEYARD THIS HAS TAKEN PLACE IN. THEN IT WAS ALL OVER AND THE CHANGE WAS COMPLETE.

          MY FLEDGLING LOOKED UPON THE WORLD WITH HIS VAMPIRIC EYES AND KNEW ALL I PAST ONTO HIM AND ACCEPTED THIS LIFE AND LET GO OF THE OLD. IT WAS THEN THAT I KNEW WHAT MY PURPOSE WAS. WHEN THAT MORNING SUN CREPT UP OVER THE TOMBSTONES I VALIENTLY WALKED INTO THE FIRE.