Just One Bite

Zoë is an 16 year old girl...on the surface. She's actually a five century old Vampire queen to be.Her life seems to be doing fine until the current queen of her coven is mysteriously killed and she is shoved into the position, well before she is ready. How will she handle the pressure, AND avoid the Vampire slayers that are coming after her coven?


9. Dreams


 “Zoë! Zoë, you have to get up!! They are coming for us, and they won’t spare any if they find us!” Someone was screaming at me. I recognized the voice. I opened my eyes to see my mom (Not my real one, she was long dead. My Vampiric mom).  She looked panicked, the red in her eyes more visible, like she had just been feeding. But I could tell she was just scared. She was ready to fight, and that heightened all of our senses... and our blood lust. She pulled me up off my cot. I saw my father (again Vampiric) hurrying about the little cottage. He was going through all the secret storage places inside, pulling out weapons left and right. I’d known they were there, but I never looked because I knew how dangerous some of them were. They could kill me in an instant if not handled properly.

Zoë, come on. We have to go. Now!” Dad was stressed. I looked around and saw the cottage nearly bare. Then it hit me. We were leaving. I had been through this, as a drill, before. But I could tell this was real. Both my parents looked panicked and were grabbing weapons a little quicker than usual.

I grabbed my belt, which held two daggers, a stake (extremely dangerous for me to have, but I had trained before), and fake ID’s and money. My parents had so much more. They had revolvers, holy water, daggers, knives, and just about any weapon you could think of, plus their ID’s and money. We packed our entire house up in under three minutes, it usually took us five. That’s just how much we were rushing.

We ran outside (human speed in case any unlucky civilian was out for a midnight stroll) and left. But, soon enough, we heard the screams of a mob. They had found us and were coming, fast. We sped up a little, but the mob had found a short cut and got in front of us. They backed us into a wall and surrounded us. “Zoë,” I heard my dad whisper, “I’m going to create a gap for you. You are going to run and run and don’t look back. Use your speed, you’re fast.” Then he attacked, mom too. Just like he said they created a gap for me.

I kind of stood there, not sure what was happening. “Zoë!! Run!” my mom shouted at me. I ran, as fast as I possibly could. In 15 seconds I was 5 blocks away. But I could still see the mob. I stopped and turned around. Then I heard it. And ear piercing scream, then a mind blowing bellow. Both of my parents had been killed, staked. I immediately found myself running. I ran for hours, at Vampire speed. I had been in the suburbs of Spain, when I finally stopped running I was in northern Russia, on the west side.

Finally I stopped. I stayed in Russia for a couple days, but then decided to go back. Once I came back I found our cottage destroyed, the meeting place for the coven burned, and not a single Vampire in sight. They had all either been killed or had ran. I was all alone.



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