Great update!

Very cool. You don't get many vamp stories on here. By the way...Herman is fugly! very very Fugly!

I've been stalking the story but had to say the last update was the best so far. The characters are really starting to take shape.

plz update soon

Yeah i will soon i just have alot of college work right now so progress is a bit slow. Wow so many comments, thanks everyone

It wasn’t too late, so although I was completely lost, I had enough time to find my way before sunrise. I felt disgusted with myself, how drawn to the blood I was. I had always promised myself I would never stoop that low but tonight I was so tempted, the blood was everywhere. But I was away from the club now, which was some relief to me. Although, Andrew’s last words still haunted me, will this never go away? Or am I doomed to suffer from these macabre cravings until I either give in, perish, or become completely insane!
I hurried; the cold was beginning to get to me, as it’s not really the ideal weather to be out in a strappy red dress. All I wanted to do was go home and hide in my stupid coffin, away from everyone. Perhaps that is the best thing I can do, for I was beginning to fear that I would gradually turn into a threat towards my friends and family. These thoughts made me despair, and made me want to see Andrew suffer a terrible fate to punish him for his brutality. When I found I was on the Road to Nowhere (I mean literally, it’s the name of the road) I felt some relief. But everything made me so tired, and so weak. How long could I go on like this?


When I finally arrived home, I flew straight upstairs to my room, although I knew my family would probably be asleep, I didn’t want to bump into anyone, I just wanted to be alone. Being in such close contact with all that blood had shaken me up big-time, I felt like a drug addict with severe withdrawal symptoms who had just turned away from their precious drug offered to them on a plate. My hands were shaky and I felt very faint. Now, everything I looked at reminded me of blood, my red walls, my red dress, even my sleeping family and friend. Who lay there feeling as safe as they didn’t know what I was being driven to.
I closed my eyes in an attempt to sleep, but the craving kept me from resting. I felt my cold forehead, no sweat. But I felt like I was developing a fever. This was almost as bad as the process of becoming a vampire, except this went on for much longer. I soon gave up on any hopes I had of sleeping. What could I do, I am no killer, and I defiantly don’t want to inflict anyone else with my curse either.. Soon, I heard a knock on my coffin lid, I thought at first it was me hallucinating or something, until I heard Victor whisper my name.


“Serene? Are you awake?”
I grunted a reply and feebly opened my coffin lid. What did he want?
“You disappeared tonight and you haven’t been yourself, is everything ok?”
“What-Yeah” I replied, pathetically,”Never better”
I am quite sure Victor saw through that, he isn’t stupid. It was sweet of him to be concerned, but he didn’t realise that now was just not a good time to try to socialise with me. Because as I said, everything reminded me of blood. Especially the scratch across Victor’s hand.
“What happened?” I asked glancing at the mark.
“Oh it’s nothing, just an accident with a knife.”
At this point in time I didn’t really care how it happened, as the question I really wanted to ask, was did it bleed a lot? Something took over me for a few seconds; I am not sure how it happened. But it scared me. I looked at Victor as if he was Martha, complete vampbait. Victor seemed a bit unnerved by this.
“What are you doing?” he blurted out as I advanced towards him, looking like I was mad. He was just right there in front of me, almost asking to be bitten, it could be so easy to make this all stop! I didn’t speak, till I snapped out of this trance.
“Victor. Go! Now! Something is wrong, it’s really better if I’m not around people!” I snapped. I am quite sure that was the first time I had ever had bad words to say to him.
“What! What did I do? You’re the one acting crazy!”
“Look I’m sorry, I don’t mean to snap, something is really wrong…blood…its all I think about, I need to be alone, please! I really don’t want to bite you!”
Before he could reply I slammed myself back in my coffin and pressed my head in my hands. These nights are going to be long.


Victor didn’t quite know what to think of my strange behaviour, he had never seen me like that. Nobody had. I had been managing quite well to hide this side of me up until now. He felt pity towards me, but didn’t completely understand what I meant, until he realised there was another in the room.
“Huh! What are you doing here?”
Victor saw Andrew by the doorway; he was not too pleased to be reunited with his old classmate.
“I’m staying here, what are you doing? Don’t you need to be invited in or something”
“Well the wallet by the window looked pretty inviting, but if you mean did I need to be invited in? That’s an old vampire myth. And also I wanted to see how dear Serene was doing? After freaking out earlier”
Well that explained my disappearance, but Victor was confused, he knew I hated Andrew so why was I with him? Something really was wrong.
“What was she doing with you! She hates you!”
“Oh yeah I know, but the stupid girl is killing herself. Vampires need blood but she won’t listen. She just freaks out when it’s offered straight to her! I don’t get Serene, but…hang on why am I wasting my time telling you?”
He peered over my coffin, “Stupid stupid girl” he sneered “Lets see how long you last without my help”, and with that, he flew out of the room. I heard Victor leave soon after, and then broke down into tears. I began to wonder if there would be anything left of my human side soon.


After seeing the horrors at the goth club, Prudence saw how the devil was reaching out its evil claws towards the youth society. These teenagers dressed and acted a lot like her own Martha, so she felt some immediate action would be needed in order to save the souls of the young before the dreaded judgement day.
So Mrs Peel decided to take this message directly to the youth, and organised a talk at Strangetown State School. The teacher introduced Prudence, and Martha hid at the back of the class, completely embarrassed.
“Now! How many of you read the revelations section of the bible regularly?”
She waited, no hands rose, even the Christian students were a bit worried.
“Well that says something doesn’t it! If you actually did, you would know of the dangers your generation faces. There is a secret code written in our lord’s book, and it says that judgement day is sooner than you think! And you are all going to ****!”
“Mum please. This is so embarrassing!”
“Well Martha, you’re a prime example of the devil’s work, you dress like a Satan worshipper, and I have seen many other youths dress the same, gathering in dark unearthly places listening to devils music and following the demons. The demons are corrupting you all! And the only way to save your souls from the fiery rivers I to repent your sins and turn away from this satanic behaviour at once! I wish to warn you all before your souls are damned for eternity! You will all be judged soon!”
The teacher had to interrupt “Mrs Peel I think that’s enough now”
Prudence turned sharply to the teacher “I see, it is not just the youth under influence. I hope my message has sunk in”
She stormed out of the classroom with a look of fury and possibly madness in her eyes; there was no doubt that Prudence was no ordinary bible follower. Poor Martha, she had gone completely red. But she had an important matter to discuss with Victor, and now was her chance.


“Victor!” she called to him before he could leave for break, “Can I talk to you?”
He stopped and turned around.
“I need to talk to you. About your dad, and my mum…oh and before you ask, it’s not what you think!”
“Ok I’m listening”
Martha repeated to Victor what she had heard last night at the club, how Herman was planning to shift the blame onto him and Serene and how prudence was going to assist him. It was obvious to both of them that Herman was guilty of the crime.Victor, hearing his own father was prepared to frame him and a completley innocent girl Herman didnt even know, horrified him!
“You see! We must do something! Or the only creature of darkness I know will be gone forever! Oh how terrible I would never get to be a vampire! Oh yeah and you’d get arrested too. We need to tell Serene, are you still staying at hers?”
Victor remembered my behaviour last night, and what Andrew had said. Was this really a good time to give even more bad news to a vampire on the verge of insanity?
“Not yet, something is not right with her right now. I have no idea why you want to be undead so much, it’s really not cool, I’m worried about Serene, she saw Andrew again and I think he’s triggered something off in her. “
“That’s what Herman said! He said she’d be suffering and easy to mess with! We need to do something!”
Victor agreed, they couldn’t just let Herman get away with this. He felt no connection to his dad, Herman was never there for him and this was more than he could take from his dad. So if Herman is going to try and mess with them, they’d be ready for it. Herman is going down!

great update can't wait for the next chapter

I really love how you described the Peels' behaviour in that chapter. Some quotes are priceless !

great update can't wait for the next chapter

Wow... I have to say, I'm impressed... That is some good writting, Honestly! Not lame, as you clame it to be, either Very cool, I'm with the others, I want to read omore now Fantastic Job
D.S.

Brilliant update! I can't wait for more.

thats interesting..

fantastic update

wooo go lolly amazing update, cant wait for the next

Awesome upadate! Maybe Martha could get her wish and turn into a vamp and Selene won't be so crazy...

Gar! You've started me reading this! I've become an impatient little reader peon! Great work, keep it up.

Wow. Your graphics are absolutely amazing, as well. 0-0

Thanks guys! wow so many comments here! well i may be slower as i have been lumbered with coursework from college now but i will keep updating!

I spent the next few nights almost in complete solitude; horrified by my actions, I felt some consolation that in my coffin I was no burden to my friends and family. My parents did show concerns, but they couldn’t do anything to help me, they were pretty clueless to what I was going through. Mervin knew, but didn’t realise the seriousness. Evil thoughts plagued my mind, every time I closed my eyes I would see the image of the poor girl Andrew had killed so savagely. One night Victor managed to persuade me to leave my lair, just to go out somewhere...Anywhere. He had nice intentions, but unfortunately it left an opportunity for Herman to cause us all more grief.
Herman was growing tired of his partner in crime. Tonight’s mission was to be carried out solo, besides the mad woman would probably be unable to handle what must be done. Herman grinned, he could not lie to himself, this was no chore, it was an enjoyable task. The only problem is that it was getting late; he needed to hurry up a bit if he wanted to add his special ‘finishing touches’ too add the right effect. He noticed a young woman dressed in slutty clothes stumble down the road, probably drunk and appearing to have just crawled out of a nightclub. She’d have to do.


When she got closer, Herman could tell she was particularly vulnerable. Perhaps even a little too easy? Well tonight he didn’t have time for games; it was straight for the kill. But a little sweetly polite talking would be necessary to persuade the drunk to come with him, without causing a scene.
“Excuse me miss, are you looking for a mini cab?”
The woman stopped, and replied in a drunken slur, “Yeaah thanks man! You’re well safe!” It was just too simple.
She opened the door and slumped into the passenger seat “Oh gawd I haad way too much to drink!”
Herman found this woman pretty repulsive; she had no class about her. He normally chose women with an air of grace or classiness about them. But now isn’t the time to be choosey, they all end up the same way in the end.
“So, where do I take you”
She told Herman the address, but of course he wasn’t listening, it was totally irrelevant. This woman just wouldn’t shut up, and her voice was irritating him, she didn’t have a sweet soft tone to her voice like Larissa did. Larissa is, and always would be his favourite. As Herman sped down the road to nowhere, the woman looked out the window, “Uh exusssee me! I think you’re goin the wrong way!”
“Don’t worry, it’s just a shortcut.”


While all this was going on, Victor and I had hit the streets. I found it difficult to walk for too long, I had a sick dizzy feeling. But Victor seemed to want to talk to me about something, away from uber-rude nosey Mervin (Who was being a real jerk, he made me play resident evil with him on his games console and I actually got hungry! Ugh!). I felt so bad about how I was acting; Victor had been trying so hard to help. But I had the feeling there was something he wasn’t telling me, and as you know….there was.
Victor felt slightly nervous, he wasn’t too sure how to tell me that the two of us were being framed for murder. So he decided to lighten the mood by recounting Prudence’s interesting classroom speech.
“You are all evil! And going to ****! Demons! Demons! I am not kidding she was mad! For a moment I thought she was going to start throwing holy water at us!”
“Oh my! How on earth did she have a daughter like Martha then?”
“I have no idea! So….isn’t it nice being out?”
“Not really” I replied feebly “What did you want to tell me?”
”Hmm where should we go? I’m guessing the graveyard isn’t a good place to hang out anymore! And….well anywhere we could run into Martha!”
I had been deliberately avoiding Martha (Well, putting more effort into it than usual). She was the biggest piece of vampbait I had come across, not only would biting her be savage, gorey and cannibalistic…..but Martha as a vampire! Truly a horrifying thought!
Tonight I was not at my worst. I was starting to feel ok (well as ok as I could) and began to think slightly optimistic thoughts for the first time in ages. It would be so nice to get over this, and at least be able to go back to how things were in my early days as a vampire. Perhaps facing the world would help me after all. But of course, just when you think there is hope, something little happens to put you down again. And as I saw two kids stare at me and run away, I was once again reminded of my nature.
“Look Victor, I am so sorry but I need to go, I-I just can’t get away with this anymore, vampires just can’t have normal lives!”


I turned to walk home again, Victor snagged my arm and I turned round.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
”You saw those kids run! You saw me go all evil the other night! Look at me! I am barely even looking human anymore! This world is not for vampires!”
“Ok so what are you going to do? Hide in your box forever? You have put up such a good fight against all this creepy vampire stuff; you just can’t give up like this!
His reaction was out of character, he was normally so placid.
“But I can’t, I feel drained of all of my energy, everything that I am-that I was, is slipping away! So what is the point in trying? You have no idea what it is like to be deprived off…”
“So maybe I don’t get the whole blood craving thing, but I do know what its like to have a tough life! You are so lucky to have people who actually give a damn about you, you can’t just abandon them!”
I did not know what to say to that. I just stood there, I was no longer dizzy, in fact I hadn’t felt this normal for a few days. Victor was the first person to say anything, and he had woken me out of a daze. Although the needing for blood would not go away overnight, perhaps there is a way round this.
“I’m sorry Serene, I-“
”Don’t be, you’re right.”
“There has to be a way round this blood thing for you”
I just hoped that there was. Victor didn’t get a chance to tell me what he had planned to, but he knew that now is not really a good time.


I did not expect to see the door left wide open when we returned home.

Blood! Upstairs! I could tell as soon as I walked in the door. I didn’t know why there would be blood in my house, and I didn’t really care. I could sense it.
I ran upstairs, followed quickly by Victor. And there, just as my instincts had told me…was yet another murder victim.
The woman lay propped up against my parents’ bed; the sheets were covered in blood. Some serious butchering had taken place on there. It was a pretty shocking scene. But neither I nor Victor even flinched at al the bloodshed. But what we did notice is that this was defiantly for a purpose. You could clearly see the strange ‘demonic’ carvings on this woman’s body, some one…well no prizes for guessing who, had obviously put time and effort into this presentation. Victor was the first to speak.
“Damn it! He’s already started”
“Started? what?”
“I-was going to tell you earlier, Martha overheard her mum and my dad talking, basically dad has told her you’re a ‘demon’ and is trying to frame us for the murder.”
To someone with little experience around vampires, the scene was pretty convincing. This room looked like Andrew had been using it as a slaughterhouse.
“Then we are completely screwed, People don’t like vampires Victor! We are ‘Demons’ I am so sorry but there really is no hope!”
Nothing could be done, who would believe a crazed vampire suffering from withdrawal symptoms was innocent! Even if under the law I was innocent, in the eyes of society I would always been seen as a monster. It was all just too much.


Victor was almost getting used to seeing gruesome murder scenes. But he still wasn’t used to the aftermath. He was hating Herman more and more every day. That guy just wrecks everything! How on earth did an evil man like him even get a religious fanatic on his side!
There was now not an ounce of doubt in his mind that Herman was also responsible for the death of his mother. Victor felt a rage he hadn’t felt since he lost his mother, he didn’t understand how his dad could find pleasure in causing all those around him so much pain. Whether physical or mental! Any man who can feel no guilt in telling people that his son is dead so that he can lure women to their deaths, must have no feelings whatsoever! What really bothered Victor was the cruelty he was showing towards my state. Herman had obviously learned that I was unstable and was using it to benefit himself.
“So is this what you want? You want violence dad?” Victor thought bitterly, “Well fine! I’ll bring you violence! But there is no way in **** you are messing with Serene too!”
He felt such a strong desire for revenge, and way beginning to think like I was. We really were screwed. Either way, he thought, he would end up in jail. But if he can do some good before they lock him up, I could have my second chance.

Holy crap! Ouch... ><

Wow. "Awesome", "wonderful" and such aren't suitable words for that chapter. Please someone invent one word that'd mean "best chapter so far, getting better and better, and more things words can't explain" ! Please !

I'm a big fan of your story, Lolli. I'm even a big fan of all your creations. I hope you'll keep it up !

This was a great update

Wow. 0-0 I really hope things get straightened out. xD

Impressive... and getting really edgy now! Something has to give pretty soon, I think wow! Nicely done though. Keep up the fantastic work
D.S.

Ooooooo Goodie! This Story Is The Coolest! Update Soon Please!