Everlasting Breath

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic

Chapter 6 (v.1) - Is This Real?

Submitted: September 15, 2008

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Submitted: September 15, 2008



Chapter 6: Is This Real?

I began screaming and twisting my body around, trying to block out my extreme pain and agony. How is this happening? I kept asking myself; I thought I couldn’t be a vampire, I thought I was already my own type of immortal? What is going on?

Dante was trying to calm me down, holding me, telling me it would be okay, all the while his face looked worried as ever. I could tell he didn’t understand what was going on, either, and that scared me even more.

A few minutes into my agony, Xavier came running into the room.

“What’s happening to Victoria?! What’s going on?!” He was jumping up and down, pulling on Dante’s shirt, screaming over and over again.

“I don’t know! Xavier, you shouldn’t be in here!” Dante was trying his hardest to keep me down on the bed as my body began convulsing. I could hear them both sobbing as I felt myself slipping into a deep darkness.

Their voice grew more faint, as did the pain, and my vision was black. I could see nothing, and I could hear nothing.

Where am I? Where is Dante? What is going on?! I felt myself slipping into a deep sleep but I was trying to pull myself out of it.

I could feel myself reaching for reality, stretching my arms out to the world I once knew. I felt my mind changing, my body changing, my soul changing.

I grabbed the picture I saw in my mind of Dante, holding me down and telling me it would be okay. I grabbed the picture of my new little boy, screaming and sobbing in response to my agony.

My eyes shot open but all I could see was white. I tried to blink a few times and finally, reality became very clear.

“Victoria! Oh my God, what have I done?!” I looked next to me to see Dante, face in his hands, crying his eyes out.

Xavier was lying on the floor, his head also in his hands, curled up in a little ball crying, also.

“Dante?” I let out a whisper.

He shot his head up, as did Xavier at the same time, and grabbed me, pulling me as close to him as I could possibly be.

“What happened?” I could still feel the light burning of my veins and the all too faint beating of my heart.

“I don’t know. I….I lost control. I….I bit you, Victoria.” He looked down, ashamed and Xavier ran to his side, grabbing my arm from Dante’s waist and hugging it.

“What happened to you, Vikki?! I was scared, I thought you were gonna leave me!”

“I’m fine, Xavier, everything is okay. I’m sorry I scared you like that.”

“Victoria. What happened to you? I don’t understand. What’s going on? How is this possible?”

“I don’t know, but that was the worst pain I’ve ever felt in my life, that’s for sure.”

“Don’t make this into a joke, please. I thought you were dying, I thought my venom might have killed you. I….I thought I lost you….” Tears streamed down his face and he kissed me lightly. I could taste his tears, although they didn’t taste like salt; the taste was something I could never describe. It was almost a refreshing substance, to be completely honest.

“I thought I was dying, too,” I backed my face away from his and placed my hands on my own face, feeling my features. I still felt like myself, physically, for the most part. And, mentally, I felt more like myself than ever.

Another wave of pain hit me in that instant and I curled up on the bed, trying to muffle my own screams. I felt my heart beat fast, and then slow, and then…it….stopped? I moved my hand up to my chest to feel. Nothing. Not a beat, not a sound….nothing.

I gasped. Oh my God, it really was happening. I was turning into a vampire. But, why so gradually, why not all at once? I thought when you were bitten, it took you at least a day to react to the venom and to turn. Maybe I really was different.

“Victoria! Victoria! Are you okay?! What’s happening? Is it happening again?!”

I rose my head up slowly and realized that I was now hearing the only beating heart in the room-Xavier’s. I could hear his heart as though it were a beautiful song, playing just for me. I could smell the sweetest aroma-a scent almost like roses and daisies. I wanted to smell it more. I needed this scent forever.

“What is that smell?” I perked my head up, searching around the room with my nose.

Dante looked confused as ever, once again and finally realized what was happening.

“Darling, I think you have experienced your first scent of blood.”

Just then, I shot my eyes to my sweet little boy; the one I had saved, the one that I would die for; and I realized, at this moment-I wanted to kill him.

I wanted to rip his heart from his chest and drink the sweet liquid that filled it. I wanted to suck every last drop from his flowing veins and I wanted to smile as I did it.

What am I thinking? I promised him I would save him, and know I want to kill him?

Xavier began to back away from me. I could feel my own eyes burning into his neck, his vein in my sight, ready for my attack.

“Victoria, get ahold of yourself. You’re much stronger than this.” Dante grabbed my face and moved my head so that I was facing his. He pushed his forehead into mine and whispered, “I’m so sorry. What have I done?” He shook his head lightly, closing his eyes and another tear ran down his cheek.

“You’re not gonna hurt me, are you?” I heard Xavier’s small voice, further away than before. Just then, I remembered what I was doing. I was smelling his sweet scent. I was inhaling it heavily through my ever-aware nostrils. I was wanting this scent to be a part of me.

I shook my head and took my mind off of the small boy. I was stronger than this, and I was stronger than the burn in my throat. I’d imagined I was feeling the first signs of blood lust and I wasn’t quite sure how to deal with it.

Killing Xavier will only make things worse. You must care for him, you must be stronger than this. I heard my father’s voice in my head. I could see his pleading face. I could tell he was being truthful and that he really did care.

I’d never kill him. I promised him that. I love that child as if he were my own; which, technically, he is now. I cannot kill him, even if his blood smells like mom’s old cooking. I replied back to my father, closing my eyes.

“Are you going to be okay with Xavier staying here?” I opened my eyes slowly, nodding my head in response to Dante’s question.

“I’ll be fine,” I smiled. I looked over to Xavier, smiling lightly. He began moving closer, the smile on his face growing bigger.

“Okay, I trust you, Vikki!”

Kids were so easy to persuade. No, I wasn’t lying to Xavier; I really did love him and I really did believe that I could handle myself around him. My mind is much stronger than anyone else’s on this planet and I believe that I can do whatever I want with it.

Maybe this is what the elders saw in me? My mind clicked into place.

“They knew.” I whispered.


“The elders knew you would change me. They knew I would be a vampire hybrid, they knew this would happen. They knew it all.”

Dante looked up, in deep thought and shot his eyes back down to mine. “You’re right. They must have known all along. They had to have known you were going to become a vampire. They knew….” His voice trailed off.

“They knew one way or another, that I would become one of your kind. I can’t believe it. It’s insane. How would they know such a thing?”

“They are much wiser than you give them credit for, my love. But, first thing’s first, we must figure out what you are capable of and what you are capable of handling. Take Xavier for instance, you mustn’t ever look at him with bloodlust in your eyes. You scared him.”

“I’m sorry, I just….I almost lost control of myself until I told myself that I could handle it. It just all came as such a surprise. We were kissing, and the next thing I know, I’m burning and I feel like I’m dying.”

“I know, I was really scared too. Believe me, it was not my intention. I thought I could handle myself much better than I did. But, I can never forgive myself for what I have turned you into.” He lowered his head, tears falling onto his shirt. I lifted his chin up with my finger and looked into his eyes.

“Please don’t blame yourself. I don’t and will never blame you, so please don’t. I love you, now and forever.”

“I just can’t believe I let myself do that. I can’t believe I did this to you.”

“I’m fine….really.”

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