Breathing goes on without conscious thought. When you start noticing your breathing and it becomes difficult to recall how to inhale. That is definately a bad sign.
The darkness was beginning to lighten up as he walked towards the object. No sound. His foot his the hard cold surface and no sound was produced. There was an object that he has
Yes, he remembers. The floating glass. He stood before it and just looked at it wondering how was it possible that it was levitating.
That voice. He knew that voice.
“Who’s there? Come forward so I can see you.”
“This is an omen. I will not invite something to posses me.”
“No harm. Drink”
The more he refused the harder it became to breath.
“Would you rather die then drink? Drink and know the truth”
The crushing grip and the lack of oxygen was inflicting on his chest was causing little black spots to appear before him.
That voice he recognized. It was his mother. She would never want harm to befall him. He grabbed the glass and no liquid splashed out. What was inside looked a bit
Now he recognized the first voice. It was his yaya. He swallowed the liquid down and choked on it. Suddenly it was easier to breath. The room lightened and the two most important people in the world to him stood before him.
As he was about to approach his mother, she held her hand up to stop him.
“Adorjan do not come closer. We are not in physical form and we have but a short time to tell you something. Something that we could not bring our selves to tell you when we were alive.”
“I’ll tell him. You heart is going to die. You will be no more.”
“Grandmother please. You were born from light and darkness. By all rights you should not exist but you do. You were born into a path that was predestine. You must go find the Ukr. He will give you the crimson light. When you receive the light, you will know then and only then what you must do.”
“You will have help on this path. They will find you but be careful. As much as they may mean no harm. Harm will befall you.”
“We must go. I am so sorry. I should have prepared you better for this.” She said as the translucent tear trickled down her face.
“Adorjan you are strong. Follow the path, follow the crimson light and enjoy life.” His
“We must go.” His mother whispered.
His heart was beating in his head as he began to fade from one existence into another. The sun hung lower than before. It was midday and he still lied there in bed. He rose to his feet and went in search for Creya.
Ina and Creya were in the kitchen as usual. Ina up to her arms in some kind of gewy concoction and Creya was with that wicked knife sharpening it against a stone.
“What did you give me?”
“Adorjan calm down. What did your dream reveal to you?”
“Why would I tell you anything?”
He turned around and was about to leave when Ina he heard, “Stop!”
“Now you will stay and listen.” Ina stopped doing what ever it was she was doing and went to the sink to wash her hands. Adorjan stayed but he did not sit.
“You were supposed to be told what your path was by your mother or grandmother. Since they did not do so we helped with out telling you verbally our selves.”
“Why couldn’t you tell me instead? I do not understand.”
“I can help you on your way with out telling you what you must do. That is against the rules the universe has placed upon me.”
“You too Creya?”
“I can not tell you verbally either, but I help unlock the message with in you.”
“By drugging me.”
“I gave you a blood cookie. It made you sleep deeply to find out the answer.”
“You feed me blood.”
“Yes. Don’t be surprised dhampir. You’ve had blood before.” Creya said with a smile. The shocked look on his face showed a different answer.
“Oh no. You have never tasted blood. How could this be? You are half vampire.” Creya asked amazed at the news.
“I never craved blood. So my mother and yaya thought that my human half must be strong and never encouraged me to taste it.”
“Odd. Before we go any further. Did you learn anything?”
“I must find Okra.”
“Okra?” Creya asked
“No he must find Ukr. I will point you in his direction and that is all I can do.”
“That is fine with me. I am leaving.”
“I will go with you.”
“You are not going with me. I do not trust you.”
“Good. Don’t trust me, but I am still going with you.”
“Jan, no point in arguing about it. How do you feel?”
“Annoyed and ready to leave.” With that being said he stormed off to get his things.
“Creya keep an eye on him. Since this is his first taste of blood other traits will follow.”
Then maybe I should stay. I don’t want to be a meal.”
Ina had a thought. “Listen, take Leo with you. He will help Jan when the time comes.”
“Who will help me from them when the time comes?”
Abella stirred as she slept. Normally the dead don’t dream but those who are pure breed vampire can.
In her dream her sister was there with Makalo. They looked so in love and Abella felt the pangs of jealousy rise within her. She her sister say,” We must be mated soon before my father finds out I am with child.”
“Don’t worry I will have my father come tomorrow to aske for your hand.” He said before he leaned in to kiss her. Then the dream flashed to blood dripping down the steak that she used to kill her sister. She dragged the body towards the window to make sure that she and the baby would burn.
Makalo appeared at the bedroom door as he witnessed his love and child burn. He could not kill Abella because law states once
“Makalo I will kill your abomination and after we will have a child of our own.” She whispered to her self. At least she thought it was to her self.
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