The Vamanwolf by S.S. Raees (fox in socks read aloud .TXT) 📕

the man with her scarlet eyes. Her gaze seemed to bore right through me.

'Sweden, 4th of May, 1923. The cops were rather keen on the body of the prostitute you left. They named the case, 'Vampire Murder Case' since you left the body of your bloodless victim behind. Very stupid of you, Jacque. Don't you think so, my dear Rose?' a new voice spoke.

The only answer was hushed silence. I could hear the faint whisper of the wind, blowing about us calmly. The moon was in its complete form. My brain felt slow that night.

Then, after a few thoughts, ideas or mostly possibilities that I might have just walked into a pack of cannibals burst into me. I stood rather still. Perhaps if I stayed silent enough they might just forget about me and I might just be able to escape. But, it wasn't as easy as I thought.

'So... Are we allowed to use our names now, Jack?' the female, Rose spoke.

'Yes, you may. And what do we have here, mademoiselle?' the stranger with the black cloak, Jack sighed.

'A human, what else, ' Rose added in a placid tone.

There was a hint of annoyance in her tone. And, I also noticed the way she spoke the word human, as though she wasn't one. That's when Jacque burst out laughing. Rose and Jack turned to look at him.

'He thinks we are humans. His poor incompetent mind, accusing us of being a fragile, weak human. That's the funniest joke I had ever heard of in an entire century,' Jacque spoke aloud.

The others remained silent. It looked like they were mocking Jacque now. Rose was upset, I realized after Jacque had brought about the subject about his victims being a prostitute.

'Enough of your silly jokes. Let us continue feeding and best be on our way. The Elders granted us one last chance to get rid of the werewolves. Holocaust the First is nearly here and we must be prepared. We don't know how Andrade will end us, yet,' Rose muttered and three pairs of raving eyes focused on me.

Jacque let go of me and I dropped to the ground. My elbow was grazed a little. I lifted my hand and found a cut, and blood oozed out from the open wound. Jacque flexed his muscles uneasily and Jack's eyes opened wide. Rose stood calmly at my side, hand raised, ready to strike me dead.

'Wait!' Jack ordered. 'His blood has the scent of the blood of the Boy of the Destiny. He is our boy. After our weary and long search, the Boy is finally revealed,' Jack exclaimed, happily.

'What about the you – know – what. Our part of the bargain, the gift of the End Gods to a mankind,' Jacque sighed.

'Come here, boy!' shouted Jack.

I walked over to him. He snatched my bag and searched it for something. My thoughts flew to the golden diamond, my most priceless treasure. Just as I thought of that, Jacque grinned.

'He thinks it’s just a diamond,' Jacque said.

Jack pulled out the white handkerchief I had used to wrap my treasure in. He shook it and the diamond fell on the palm of his hand. He passed it over to me.

It was warm, and this was strange. I remembered taking it from an old house and it wasn't warm at that time. It seemed to emit a rather feverish glow and then died out. A wind seemed to settle itself around me.

'Maybe, he can't-

But Jack stopped right there. The diamond was starting to glow again. It began as a flush of yellow light and gradually increased in brightness. Surprisingly, a golden ray of light erupted and propelled itself into the sky.

More beams shot into the sky and I noticed something strange happening to the moon. White, circular – shaped rings were forming around the moon. It swirled like mist around it and for a moment, it looked breathtaking.

Suddenly, I stumbled on the uneven road and lost grip of the golden diamond. It slipped and clattered on the road. Immediately, everything vanished. Even the moon vanished beyond the thick clouds.

'You are the One,' Jack said in a matter–of–fact way.

'We need him to control the diamond. The diamond is the only Gift from the Gods that can help us now. Therefore, he has to become one of us,'

'He? One of us?' snickered Rose.

'So, who's going to do it?' Jacque asked.

'I'll do it...

'Why are you the one who is supposed to transform him?'

'I guess because I can resist the temptation of blood...'

'So?'

'So...Shut up!' Jack growled at Jacque angrily.

Jacque backed away slowly as Jack made his way towards me. My legs felt like jelly. My mind was screaming in terror, telling me to run. But I knew that destiny couldn't be changed. So, I did the bravest and most probably the foolish thing I had ever done. I stepped forward to meet him. Jack threw a curious glance at me.

'This is for your own good,' whispered Jack in my ear.

I felt his lips touching the back of my neck for just a second. There was a soft bite, like an ant sting and then, Jack lifted his lips clear off my neck. A pain buzzed through my neck, my body shrieked in protest as the venom started to flow.

I fell down on the road and my head began to spin. My surrounding was blurring. Next, I felt a similar pain in my legs and hands. The pain spread faster and it grew deadlier by the minute.

'I told you to stay off him...'growled a voice that might've belonged to Jack.

'I wanted to prove it to you! Prove that I could resist blood,' Jacque argued back.

'And, what about you?' Jack growled again.

'I follow what the boys do, and please take note that