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Genesis
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters--
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters--
That's how all you guys always start it, isn't it? Here's the Genesis of my story. The "Beginning".
I was born a vampire. I wasn’t transformed by means all those dark legends imply, nor was any other vampire within my acquaintance. I don't know when the rumors of being bitten transforms you into a vampire began, for that is ridiculous. Can any one of you prove that theory using facts and figures? It has not and can not be done. Once you are bitten, we drain you of your blood, and you die. If you are to somehow survive, you turn into some kind of monster, at least that’s what some rumors among us say. I wouldn’t know myself. It’s only happened twice in all of our records, so don't get any ideas of surviving when you meet my kind.
Do not believe we are elegant, beautiful creatures either. True, we are a higher species, but my kind can be just as crude and disgusting as the rest of you. Just because your silly little novels, and yes I read your works, describe us so sophistically and enchanting, we can get in horrid moods and run about yelling like drunken madmen. I’m not sure whose species is more repulsive when in a foul temper. We shall have to compare notes sometime.
And worst of all, do not EVER, and I literally mean EVER think that some handsome vampire with "hair almost invisible, its blackness blending perfectly with the night" and "eyes a brilliant blue, completely entrancing," will come to sweep you off your feet, take you to his castle or mansion, and make you his mate, lover, or whatever it is you pathetic hopeless romantics dream about. We are NOT like that. So give up you're silly dreams, because I have something to tell you. Listen up, and be sure to hear it.
Vampires do NOT fall in love.
Especially with foolish mortal girls. Whoever came up with such a concept should be slaughtered in their bed with all their relations as brutally as conceivable, if not more so. Obviously vampires mate and breed more vampires, but a human? Preposterous! We may fall into lust, use you for a time, then kill you off, but never has anyone fallen in love. It's ridiculous. Even I have not fallen in love. And I shan't, either. Because what good is giving your heart away, if it's no longer beating? Someone dear to me once said that, of course she meant it as an insult at the time.
Do not be mistaken that I fell for that girl, or even liked her. Who could possibly fall in love with such a nuisance? That stubborn, thick headed, gloating, taunting, impertinent, impudent, guileful, seductively wild and beautiful creature! She was the worst of ALL your kind, and that's saying something. Believe you me. The only reason I met her at all was because she witnessed me attack one of her kind, on that dreary and bleak night at the park. . .
