But all too soon the urges come back, take over you and your original self is once again possessed, screaming for your body to stop. But you never stop. Vampires are evil demons, put on this world for no apparent reason but to cause havoc and unimaginable anguish wherever they go. They express no remorse, feel no love and relish in the pain of others. I should know, because I am one of them.

Issy lives with her family in a remote town in the English countryside. It was just like any other small town: boring and uneventful. Every day was the same: the same people, same routines, same surroundings. That is, of course, until the Vampires invaded, and everything turned upside down.


10. Figure

I was lying in bed, wondering how long it would take for me to muster up enough will to get out of bed. It was Sunday morning and the bright sunlight was shining around the edges of the blinds covering the window. I winced as once again I relived the events of last night - something I had done far too many times to bear over the last 14 hours.

After mum, dad and Alice had come back I told them that Pickles had run away. I felt horrible lying, but they couldn't know the truth. I had lied so much to them over the past week. Alice was devastated, and the look on her face... I saw it every time I closed my eyes. I couldn't stand knowing that I did that to her.

Mum wouldn't let us go out and look for Pickles last night because it was too late and unsafe with all the Vampires and everything. Little did they know there was actually one in their house. I heard the front door open and close at about 6 in the morning, so I presumed that Alice, mum and dad had gone out to look for Pickles. I would have gone and pretended to help too, but I couldn't will myself to get out of bed. I felt sick and had the biggest headache, almost like a hangover. I think it was probably because of all the blood.

I sat up in bed, my head throbbing. The nausea had virtually subsided, and my head felt a lot better than a few hours ago - the throbbing had stopped. I swung my legs over the side of the bed and padded across my room to the wardrobe. I changed out of my PJs and threw on some old, blue jeans, a random T-shirt and a hoodie. I pulled on my ankle boots, grabbed my bag and headed out of the house. I couldn't bear to be home when Alice, mum and dad came back, to see Alice looking so sad.

I locked the front door and walked up to my battered, old Mini. It was about eighth-hand and the original navy blue colour had faded so much that some sections were blue and some were that rusty colour. But it worked and was surprisingly reliable, and I loved it.

I unlocked the car and slid onto the worn leather seat. I shut the door and put the keys in the ignition.

"I know what you are."

I froze in the middle of turning the keys, and I swear my heart stopped. My eyes flickered up to look in the rear view mirror and I saw a figure sat in the back seat. Oh my God.

"Wh-what?" From what I could see I would guess they were male, but their face was covered. They were wearing all black.

"I know what you are." I gulped.

"Get out of my car!"

"Vampire." They sneered. I froze.


I heard a growl from behind me, and spun around in my seat to face the guy sitting behind me. I recognised that growl - he was a Vampire.

"See you soon, Issy Hamilton." I shivered. He flung open the door, slid gracefully out, and slammed it. I felt the whole car shake. I watched him, shivering, from the car as he walked slowly and eerily away. How did he know my name? And who - no, what - I was?

I turned the keys in the ignition and sped out of the drive. I drove down the street at way past the speed limit, trying to get away from whoever the hell that was. I wasn't quite sure where I was driving to, I just kept swerving down street after street. Suddenly there was a figure stood in the middle of the road. I gasped and slammed my foot on the brake, but it was too late. I slammed into him and I screamed. The car screeched to a halt about 20 metres away from where the guy was. I spun round in my seat to look through the back window, breathing hard. I could see a dark figure lying on the road.

"Oh my God!" I threw off my seatbelt and jumped out of the car. Tears started streaming down my face as I began to walk hesitantly towards the person I had just hit with my car.

Suddenly the dark figure that was sprawled on the road slowly stood up. I gasped - there was no way someone could survive a hit like that. I recognised the mask covering their face; it was the guy from the car. He started walked slowly towards me, picking up the speed until he suddenly started sprinting inhumanly fast. I spun round and ran back to my car, jumping in. I clutched the steering wheel and pushed my foot on the accelerator, driving in the direction I was originally headed. I must have been going at about 70 miles per hour, but he was catching up.

I kept swerving down streets, heading out of town. I knew I shouldn't have headed this way, I'll reach a dead end at the edge of town; but in my panic I just drove, I didn't think about where I was going. I looked in the rear view mirror and saw the guy was running about a metre behind the car, matching its speed. How could he do that? I lost my concentration and had to swerve the car back into the centre of the lane. My breathing was fast and shallow, and I swear my heart was going to beat out of my chest.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my GOD!"

I was on the motorway now, but my little old Mini was the only car in sight. This road only led to and from the edge of town, and since the Vampires would let no one leave the town the use of this road became pointless. I had heard rumours and horror stories about what the Vampires do to you if you try and escape the town; they all made me wince when I heard them. I really didn't want to find out which one was true. 

After a few more minutes of driving I saw the hills looming. The hills marked the end of our town. There was a thin strip of trees lining the beginning of the hills, and the area  beyond those was territory I'd worried I'd never be in again. Ever since the Vampires first came I would stay up at night, wondering if I'd ever see land outside of our little town again. 

There were no gates or security cameras to prevent us from escaping; apparently the Vampires just knew when someone was trying to leave. And then they attacked you. 

Suddenly the trees were just in front of me and I had to make a decision; I slammed my foot on the brakes and screeched to a halt just in front of a big oak tree. I spun around in my seat to face behind me and braced myself for what was about to come. I figured one Vampire attacking me was better than a whole town's worth. I felt a growl start low in my throat as my survival instincts kicked in. I groaned inwardly as I realised that whenever I was threatened I was going to do this: I would tense up, growl, my jaw would become taut with the possibility of baring my fangs. I would never be normal like I had convinced myself I would be; there would always be the feral instincts, the unconscious actions of a monster that I wouldn't be able to control. I haven't been normal since 8 days ago, and I had been kidding myself ever since.

The mysterious black figure still hadn't approached, and I looked through the back window to see an empty motorway bordered by fields on either side. It stretched as far as the eye could see; it was a long road. I hesitantly got out of the car to get a better look. The whole place was absolutely deserted. When did that happen? He was right behind me a few minutes ago, and then he just disappeared. 

I spun around to look in all directions, and concluded that I was very much alone. There weren't even any birds in the sky or crickets squeaking in the fields. I gulped. I turned to face the row of oak trees and remembered where I was: on the very border of the town. A few metres north and I'd have escaped. But I knew they would catch me, and I had too much to give up from here: mum, dad, Alice, Amy, Johnny, Nathan...

I quickly hopped back in my car, did a questionable 3-point turn and sped back down the road I had just come, praying none of the Vampires saw me.



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