The Enchanted One

Where am I?

I hold my aching head, sitting up. The soft cushion of a bed, greets my hands, the cool breeze grazing my skin. Looking aroun, this is my room, however things feel different. Sounds from the floor are heard clear by me, too clearly in fact. The honks of cars and chatter of people, it all seems to be more than normal. The things I see in the dimly lit room can be seen perfectly by me.

What the hell is happening?!

Jumping up, scared, i rush to the bathroom.

Crack! CRack!

Turning on the light, I look at the mirror, fear written upon my face. Greeting me back is a etheral-like handsome man, with violet eyes, full plump lips, and sharp eyebrows. On the side of his head, peeks out two little tops, and as i turn my head, tembling, this man's ears are pointed, abnormally. reaching my hand up to touch my face, the man in the mirror does as well.

This isn't me!

stepping back, my mind rammbles about, trying to think of what happened.

Yesterday. . . . . . What did I do yesterday?!

Nothing makes sense. Taking my time, I breathe and calm down, walking back into my room. But that prrsents a whole other problem. In front of my bed, Two distinctive hole are, the approximate same size as my feet.

I couldn't have possibly made that, i don't have the amount of force to dammit!

Calm down, we can go to the doctor. Yea, the doctor.

Throwing on regular clothes, i rush out the door and begin to the quicl walk to the doctor. Although its early afternoon, it's still slightly dark, with the sun being heavily shaded by the clouds. Many people walk the sidewalk, but when a young lady, bumps into me, something in my awakens. A burning in my throat appears.

I grip my throat, choked up by the intense pain.

"I'm sorr-"

I don't hear her words before i run away, hidding in a abandon allyway. Trying to breathe only makes the burning worse, as I smell the this delious taste in the air. It surrounds me, taunting me to take a bite, but as i stumble towards the smell, it isn't what i excepted. Hidden behind a dumpster in the back of the alley, a young boy sits, unconscious it seems. But that wasn't what caught my attention. It was the bleeding from his stomach and arms. Seeing the blood drip down, my throat burning more brightly, snapping me out of my trance.

He needs help!

'what will you do then?' a voice sounds, female if i listen hard enough.

But it's not time to freak out that i could actually be crazy and losing my mind, this boy is dying.

I go to pick him up, but the voice speaks again.

'he's not going to make it, if your carrying him. You have to turn him.'

Turn him!?

'Into the same thing you are, duh. But you have to be quick, his lifeforce is fading the more you delay!'

Tell me what to do!

'give him some your blood, then bite him. it's important that you know what you want to do with him.'

what do you me-

'Are you going to make him your servant-'

Hell no! He looks him he's been through enough. . . Maybe once Iget help i can raise him. . . I'll make him my son.

'Then thing that and bite him.'

In the spane of 5 seconds, i cut my hand with my pocket knife i keep on me and drip it into his mouth. Then taking the frail boy in my arms, I whisper," I'm sorry if this doesn't work." Then i bite into his shoulder.

I thought this could be an illusion, maybe a test from some crazy wicked people, but as blood enters into my throat, I realize that I'm not dreaming; this is very much real. Something in me snaps in place, and my teeth startto ache as i clench down harder, gaining more of the delious liquid to cool my burning throat. The boy, groans in pain under me, but my body refuses to respond to my demains.

"H-he-help me," the boy stutters softly, reaching out to me.

His eyes barely opening, i see dulling blue eyes peering back at me. They hold me,, luring me in, but that's what i needed to break myself from this feeding trance. Jerking bacl, i softly but hastely put the boy down, blood dripping from my chin with my tongue chasing after it.

'You did better that i though.'

Again that voice comes back, amused it seemed.

'The doctor can't help you.'

What the fuck am i suppose to do now?!

In this world of supernatural, I never knew that it was possible for you to change into something else. Since i was young, I was never able to use mana and my body was too weak to handle the pressure of martial arts. I had no other choice than to get a mundane jobs as soon as i got out of the orphange. They got me by, but living in this life as someone weak, i never bother to explore more than i had to outside, or the different things this world has to offer.

But looking at the different shocking things happening, i have to be realistic about this. I'm not human anymore.

'You're right. You are a noble, a Noble Vampire that is.'