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Date Posted: 20:04:53 04/09/01 Mon
In reply to:
Angel
's message, ">>>>>>>>>>>" on 13:07:34 04/08/01 Sun
*I love you!*she exclaims, kissing him.*and yes, if you'd build one, I'd love it.*she gazes into his eyes.*and now in turn, I shall tell you of my changing.*
*I was born in Romania, a human like any other. we came, we conquered, and lived a plentiful and peaceful life. but then a sickness came, sweeping throughout our people, said to be the first outbreak of AIDS ever. among the dead was my friend Amba. and Amba was 9 months pregnant. a priest came to our village, saying that this disease was caused by the yakshini, a cursed devil who plagued mankind. he said that he could dispell the demon, but he would need one of our dead. They chose Amba. the men of the village went with the priest to a valley away from the village. at the time I was 7 years old, and followed the men without their knowing. 8 men went, including my father. the preist performed a ritual, and suddenly Amba sat up. But it was not Amba. her face was distorted, and she had an unearthly glint in her eyes. laughing maniacally the- thing- grabbed the priest and began licking his face. but it's tongue was abnormal. it was atleast twince as lng as any tongue I'd ever seen, and wherever it touched the priest's face, it would rip the flesh off. the it twisted the priest's head around completely with a sickening crack, and let the body fall to the gound. it laughed again, then looked straight at me where I was hiding in the bushes. it grnned widely, then sank back down. Amba was suely dead, but something squirmed inside her pregnant belly. the men gasped, and my father stepped forward to cut the child from her belly. it was then that I ran from my hiding place, pleading with my fahter, and saying that nothing living could come from a woman who had been dead 3 days. my father pushed me away and slit her belly open, retrieving a lage male baby. he spanked it, and it began crying. several of the men cheered, but I could see the fear in their eyes. my father tied to hand the child to me, but I refused. I did however consent to naming it, and I named it Yaksha "son of the cursed yakshini." he grew up well, but quickly. by the time I was 15, he looked ten, and by the time i was 20, he looked my age. then suddenyl, the men who had been at that fateful even t began disappearing. I told my father that Yaksha was the cause, but he laughed it off, for he was proud of the strong young man he felt responsible for. but then my father too, came up missing. as soon as he did, Yaksha left the village.
After a time I moved on, and married the son of a passing merchant, Rama. We had a daughter, Lolita. We led a happy life. But when Lolita was a year old, we laid ther in the dark sleeping, when a noise woke me. I sat up to see a shadow in my tent door. Yaksha. I tried to scream, but he wrested me to the ground, snarling that if I said a word, my husband and daughter would die. I spat at him, saying that he was the son of the devil, and an abomination. he slapped me, then told me what he really was, though there was no word for it then. he was indeed the son of the yakshini- and the first vampire. he offered me a choice. to go with him and become what he was, or refuse and die, as well as my family- the way my father did. so I wen twith hium form my family's sake, and became what he was- a vampire.*she sighs*I have lived for many thousands of years, never daring to again love, to again lose-*she looks up at him.*until now......*
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