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This is a Rough Draft. (A lot of my stuff still is in that stage). on a Vampire story. |
Tump. Tump. Tump. Her Heart Beat was all she could focus on. Angela was alone in the Windowless room, only a mirror on the wall broke up the dull monotonous Grey of the Walls. Thump. Thump. Thump. she could still taste Melissa's Blood in her mouth. her breathing was getting heavy. Her arms and legs began to feel like Dead Weights, her Blood nearly drained, now being replaced... No Not replaced, Remade. Thump.. Thump. Thump. Her heart was slowing down, as it fought to pump what little Blood remained in her veins, she felt dizzy from the lack of Blood... and oxygen, and her breathing was getting shallow, heavy shallow breaths. Her fingers were turning Blue, catching herself in the mirror, her face had all the hallmarks of suffocation, yet she didn't feel it. She looked at herself, she watched the colour drain from her. She had done it, she had managed to get accepted and now she was to be reborn, though as a Vampire, but that was the point. she needed to save him, she knew this change was the key, once she was one of them she would turn him. they could live together forever. he wouldn't die, and she would be his saviour, her mind raced, her thoughts disorganised and all over the place, Thump.. Thump.. Thump. forcing herself to stand, she slumped over to the mirror, something had caught her attention, Her Eyes were fading, the colour was already gone, and their iris seemed to be dallied. now as she looked, she realized, her Fangs had already grown in. it was only now she noticed her breathing, it was no longer heavy and shallow, now it wasn't anything, it had stopped completely, past her taking a breath willingly. Thump .... Thump... ... that was it her Heart had finally stopped, she was no longer human, she had changed... no not turned, She had Ascended, she was beyond human. this thought scared her, as it didn't seem to be her own, though it was her internal voice, but she gave it no second thought. The face now looking back at her showed no signs of the change, and if she didn't know better she would think she was simply a pale-skinned woman. Now came phase two of her plan. |