His - a vampiric romance

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Hedger ranted some evil phrases continuously as she threw some ashes on the graves of dead. The continuous smoke which raised and circled her make her chants come more forcefully and rapidly. She closed her eyes from save herself from stuttering and keep continuing her rants. The smoke kept growing insistently and the whole graveyard was vanishing in it. The bell near the large banyan tree on its own accord started ringing. The whole process was so eerie that no normal human being could stand the site. The abandoned graveyard belonged to Hedger's great grandfathers and mothers.

The new born dead child lay in the basket as the lid of the basket snaped. The cold dead body of the infant started defying gravity as it emerged out of the basket. The insistent ringing of the bells awakened the evil bats on the tree. The smoke carried the dead near the tree and under the bell as all the bats surrounded him. The continuous chants and the insistent ringing did nothing to affect the child.

Hedger knew that if the child was to live it would evolve the new phase of the mortality. All her experiments were perfect until during the labor the mother died while giving birth to the child. It was true that he didn't take full period of nine months to be born which she had expected like every child would do. Due to the delay and the unnatural circumstances which she couldn't point out the child lost its breathe. To top it up her husband came to know of her idea and he wanted the offspring before it could see the sunlight. Running from him she had come to the abandoned graveyard. She had invested too much time and now she had to use her forbidden powers to establish her much awaited experiments. Her husband didn't knew what she was. He had plainly fallen in love with the women who seemed naive to him. A scientist who she indeed was but no one knew why she became one. While he searched her on the territory she had to get her job done before he could witness any of the scene in the graveyard.

It was 5 minutes to twelve and while she chanted which had to continue for him to wake up from the grave and share his ancestral powers with her. Cutting her wrist she threw open the wound which poured on the grave of her forefather and not giving up she continued the chants. The dried soil of the grave which had small holes in its layer submerged the blood in it.

The smoke now started circling the grave and the child floated in the air which seemed creepy to a normal human mind. When there was 3 minutes to 12am the loud thundering started making way from clouds. The winds blew so harsh that it seemed as it will blow away the soil that covered the grave. The cloak hedger started tearing due to its intensity. The night seemed much more sinful , much darker. She was playing with the nature she knew and playing with nature can cost her life if she made a slight mistake in dealing with it. No one was forgiven for such ungodliness deed. But she was too much in to it to leave the idea. It was her life had no meaning if she didn't accomplish this goal of hers.

The weather turned harsh as heavy drop of rain fell from the dark cloud of night. The drops got mixed with her blood and started satisfying the grave. It was then the loud strike of the clock marked the twelve of the hours. The new day started. The sinister hour of the night executed its dominance on every evil. The evil that speak throughout. The time that every evil witch and master waited for.

The loud split of the grave sounded and the grave opened up. Then slowly the dead body of her ancestor trotted its way out.

"What have you disturbed us for?" The guttural unclear voice of the dead asked. Hearing the voice Hedger came to a stop. Her eyes burst open as she eyed the dead on whose body crawled millions of insects. They have done the great job of eating his eyes out. The foul smell of rotten flesh spread around the graves. A hum body of a witch could be destroyed but nots its soul. There were exceptions which were unknown yet.

"I want you to awaken the child." She let out her deal.

The dead body's skull turned slightly while there was snapping sound of bones to look at the now floating dead infants body above whom the bats formed a cloud like structure.

"You created him." He asked.

"Yes." She replied looking at him.

"You know that you are risking our life’s as he would give way to new generation." He said knowing by life’s he meant humans and witches.

"Why think in that way? He can be helpful to us. We can rule this world and make it a place for witch inhabitation." She reasoned out to which the forefather seemed to dwell on to.

"It’s risky. I sense his abilities from here. Sharp skills, powers etc. if he is given a life he can be dangerous to you to." He remarked.

"Why think it in that way? I can bring you guys back to human if you help me. Trust me." She irritatingly spit out.

"Hmm. What else you need?" He asked .

"Give him immense powers that nothing can stop him. Make him immortal. Make him capable of reproduction. Give him a mate for his weakness only which I know should know off. If he goes against us than we will destroy her which will eventually lead to his dead." She smartly devised her wish in front of him.

"What you ask will take out our immense power. You know that right?" He confirmed.

"I know and trust me." She politely joined her hands.

The dead said nothing just joined his hand in collaboration and chanted some words as unknown wind started circling him and above all the graves. The smoke surrounding the graveyard became intense and then suddenly he threw something in the direction of the dead child which was nothing but a combination of wind and smoke while all other wind balls from the different graves followed it.

The cluster of ball then waited above the child as the bats started screaming and moved away while all other balls submerged in it. Then with a boom the cluster of balls entered the dead child. For a while nothing was heard.

The dead body of her forefather crumpled down back to it grave and got covered again as if it never opened. The smoke disappeared. The ringing of the bells ceased. The bats grew quiet.

While hedger waited. Waited for her experiment to live. To awaken. She wanted to see even a slightest movement that would prove it. She was desperate. She had risked not only hers but even her ancestors souls. Nothing should stop her from accomplishing her goal. He has to wake up. It was enough of time now.

He was to be awaken.

As a ..

'Vampire.'