The last vampire

“During the time of Jovin, the world was filled with wars and evil. People are dying without notice for vampires can make their victims don’t remember they fed on their bloods. There are also these werewolves who have always been an enemy of vampires. They also feed on people but not as clean as what the vampires do. Polices and investigators started to suspect about supernatural beings so they warned the people, however nobody believed them. They started to hunt these suspected beings but all of them just died without knowing why. And there are these witches who didn't like what was happening in the world. They worked hard to stop it, but it didn't. They were also slowly dying as they perform some kind of magic which always has payment. But they still failed on every of their plan. These became a conflict between them. Many lives are sacrificed so my grandmother took the side where they should stop their plan. But many still continued the plan."


13. I think I’m having an illusion of Benedict,


11th chapter:

ALL I can think was Agnes, the liar witch. That lucky liar, she should be praying now that I won’t escape here for if I did, I’ll not stop on finding her. *Sighed* I heard a shriek behind the wall. I’m really curious of who she was. What are they doing to her? It ended after few seconds and everything went into silence.


AFTER hours of sleeping the slammed door woke me. Bran came in this time with another man. “So, this is Henry my partner in this study and experiment.”

I rolled my eyes and sighed. Henry smirked and opened a folder then stood beside. “Hm, Samantha who only used the family name Roberts. So your true family name was Sacre. You’re the only daughter of Jovin and Alyne.”

“Oh, popular me,” I sighed.

He nodded and took a glimpse at Bran. “She’s seventeen?” He gestured at me. He closed the folder and left it on the table. “Let’s begin, shall we?” he nodded and started to put their rubber gloves on. Suddenly, we heard banging from the walls on the other room. Both looked at each other.

“I guess its working. I’ll check it first.” He went out leaving the door open.

“Where did you use my blood?”

He bent down. “Just a little experiment.” He answered opening my mouth with his hands as if he was searching my teeth like dentists do.

Bran came back, “It worked.” He excitedly announced and again rushed back from where he went.

“I guess you’ll be for the next time.” Henry said and stood straight then went out leaving the door open.

“Crazy old men!” I mumbled.

I saw a shadow across my tummy. I tilted my neck to see it. Another scientist? No, he’s different. He’s wearing all black, his leather jacket, jeans, leather shoes…he was smiling at me. “Halo bat.” He said.

I couldn’t answer. I just stared at his white face and observed. He immediately unshackled me using his bare hands without any effort. I am freed.

“You ready for a run?” he asked then lend me his hand.

Alright, I’ll just think of the rest after I’m far from this place. I accepted his hand and then, we started running out as the lasting moon lights the way. When we reached the woods, I quickly separated from this guy and ran as far as I can. I didn’t notice I am back on the same location of the forest where I killed Benedict. I stopped there for a moment. After taking a little observation, I decided to go home.

I opened the door and went inside. It’s so quiet in here. I felt a little change as I walk through the kitchen. I opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of beer. I need this for this time. I’m getting screwed, maybe this will help me. I pulled out a chair and sat down with all my weight. And then, I started drinking up. I wanted more and more…and more.

“You’re anxious.” I heard a familiar voice. Ah there, sitting right next to me. I thought it was Joshua.

I rolled my eyes, “rest in peace lad, I’m not afraid of ghosts,” I said as I looked around and it seems like everything’s moving. Maybe I’m already drunk. And right now, I think I’m having an illusion of Benedict, I guess. *Clears throat*

“Hm,” he smiled, “anyway, my condolences.”

I looked at him, “speak for yourself,” I sneered and continued to drink.

“Why aren’t you visiting Olives vault? I heard his husband burned her body himself.”

I frowned. “What are you saying? Mom’s in the hospital working.”

“And Joshua, he took him out from this country.”

“I’ll tell you he was just upstairs sleeping!” I raised my voice. I’m starting to get annoyed with this ghost.

He gently laughed, “It’s hard isn’t it. But sometimes we must learn to accept it and stay strong in order for us to continue living.” He crossed his arms on the table and closely faced me. “You’re still denying it. Did you not think about the corpse they showed you before?”

It flashed back to my mind. *Tears starting to slide on her cheeks* Her face, its color, her eyes closed. She wasn’t breathing.

“Why are you here?” I asked Ben with my voice trembling.

“To help you…”---


*STARTING to sob as she stands in front of Olives vault. Just imagine how you would cry if you’re the one in this situation. Now, she’s all alone. Olive died, Joshua left…the one she thought her best friend left after betraying her.*


What am I still living for?


*Desperately, she was sitting beside the road bridge. Beneath was a deep river. The day ended and she still wasn’t moving though it was getting cold. Moments later, she stood up and let herself fall down the river then, there was a loud splash. Meanwhile, she was drowning with her mouth open. After seconds, her eyes closed and now everything in her stopped.*


I woke up chasing my breath. My memories were restored and looking around, this is not what I expected. I should be dead. Why am I in a room sleeping, where am I? On the wall was a wide window with white silk curtain flowing in with the wind. The sun started to shine up as its ray sneaks in crawling across my legs. I stood up beside the bed and observed the room for a while. I opened the door and a party music started to pass in. It’s coming from downstairs. Curiously I went down to see whose house am I in. A little surprised I saw the man who saved me from the scientists sitting on the couch with a glass of beer on his hands as he sways his other hand enjoying the music. In front of him was another man whose back view is only what I can see.

“Good morning sweetie.” He greeted, I just stared.

I rolled my eyes and opened my arms, “How…how did I reach this place?”

The other man topped his glass of beer on the table and stood up turning to me. My eyes went wider. I blinked my eyes to try to see his face clearly, but it remained the same, Benedicts face. “I killed you,” I exclaimed in whisper.

“Nope, you didn’t. We were just talking last, last night.” He said.

“It was just an illusion.”

“It wasn’t.”

“No, I clearly remember I stabbed you with that silver dagger.”

He raised his chin with his mouth a little open and soon chuckled, “Is it what happened?”

I frowned looking down to analyze what really happened and then back at him, “you—disappeared and—” I slotted my eyes, “tell me where is Agnes.” Coldly I spoke.

“Oh,” he squeezed his lips, “I’m gonna help you find her, don’t worry.”

I searched for the speaker and unplugged it. Both stopped and looked at me. “Tell me where she is, now!” I snapped.

He smirked, “what are you planning?” I didn’t answer. He sat down and crossed his legs as the other guy stood up and approached me. He grabbed my arms but I pulled it back then went to sit in front of Benedict my self. Right now, I was facing him as he drew a smile on his face. I looked down his feet up to his face. He was dressed differently today. A white long sleeved shirt with black neck tie and black slacks. He looks more like an elegant high school boy.

“Now tell me, what is your plan?”

I stared first at his eyes before answering, “She ruined my life. And after using me, she left and no longer showed herself. She broke her promise.”

He raised an eyebrow.

“I will make her suffer and feel the pain I was suffering right now.”

He seriously draws his face nearer. “What if I tell you, she can’t be found?”


“I can find her no matter what!”

“And that, you’ll need somebody’s help”

I frowned. “Just tell me where she is.”


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