The Demon Child - Awakening

"What do you mean 'chosen', explain," I questioned Jododam.

"Do you know that vampires are a noble blood Dyestral?"

"I believed that you might've mentioned it once before,"

"There is a problem with that, power,"

"What problem?"

"If the three vampire houses begin to inbreed, their source and powers weaken, so the houses made an event called 'the chosen',"

"Explain,"

"The three vampire houses choose one demon to become a vampire, you drink a cup of the head vampires blood along with one drop of something called 'lifeless dew', one of the chosen dies by one of the other's hands at a banquet, leaving two,"

"How often does it happen?"

"Four times every century,"

"What if I deny this grateful offering?"

"I'm afraid I have to kill you, so I'll ask this one last time, Dyestral, will you become my disciple of chosen?" Jododam held forward the cup full of his blood.

"I accept."

Jododam got a small bottle and opened it. He put one drop of what was in the bottle into his blood and stirred it by moving the wine glass. I walked up to Jododam and took the wine glass from his clutches. I then drank the liquid and I felt normal, although it didn't last long.

A few seconds later, there was a pain in my c.h.e.s.t even I couldn't withstand and I collapsed onto the floor. My vision became blurry and my limbs were getting numb, I couldn't even think anymore.

"One last thing Dynestar, not everyone survives the process of becoming a vampire. You have my wishes."

That's the last thing Jododam said to me before I blacked out and begun the trial to become a vampire. I was floating in a pitch-black room, not being able to move my body. I wondered how long I was in there, a day, or a minute.

After a while in the darkness, a person all dressed in white floated right next to me.

"Who are you?" I thought.

"Who do you think I a m?" The person responded. "W ha t d o yo u th in k I a m?" "W h a t d o y o u do t o y o u r s e l f..."

The person dr.a.p.ed in white took off his hood. I was amazed at who it was, It was someone I have never seen. A demon that I have never seen, three times as tall as me, purple flesh, torn wings, dark horns, and orange eyes.

"You're that voice, but who are you?"

"I could b e you," The demon said. "O r I could not, but I am part of your life D y e s t r a l, and I w I l l always be with you, I was that voice that you heard sometimes,"

"Just answer the question," I thought.

"No, but how about I show y o u something,"

The demon snapped its lanky fingers and I was teleported to a meadow. I gained the ability to move and I looked around.

"Where is this place?" I asked the demon.

"It's a memory from someone you knew, and loved dearly."

I looked around and saw a massive tree, and the person underneath it surprised me. She was about ten years younger, my mother. She was sitting underneath the tree, using her source of light to make a blue aura. Insects were crowding around that aura, but then they died if they got to close.

"Would you stop that," My mom said to something. "You're gonna scare the child."

I looked at my mother's stomach to see that it bulged, she was pregnant with me.

"What a fine memory this is," Said the demon. "Why don't I show you another."

The demon then snapped his fingers and I was transported to a memory of my house. Although it wasn't my memory, I saw that my mother was still pregnant with me, and I also saw… my father.

It looked just like the picture I saw of him, grey hair, green eyes, and a head taller than my mother. Unlike the tales my mother would tell me, my father didn't live up to my expectations.

"Why the f.u.c.k is it stew again?!" My dad yelled. He had a jug of some sort of alcohol.

"I can't afford anything else with you drinking your weight every night," My mother responded.

"Did you just talk back to me?"

"Why Yes, yes I did." My mother began to tremble.

My father got up and lifted his hand and summoned his incarnation weapon, it was in the shape of a

halberd, except that it was white and the blade was out of proportion to the rest of the weapon.

"It's because of that child in yer belly ain't it,"

"Edgar, whatever your thinking, don't do it,"

"Shut up you bitch and accept your fate!"

My dad swung his halberd right into my mother's stomach, blood spurting everywhere and a small infant now on the floor. That infant was me, and I could tell that I was underdeveloped, but something was different. I broke down, my legs gave up, as I saw what was about to happen.

The infant was then surrounded in blue flames which quickly subsided. Next thing is that the infant stood up and jumped onto my father, before ripping his throat out.

I was surprised, the illness was a cover-up, I killed my father. My mother, still alive was sobbing on the floor whilst I crawled back into her whilst her w.o.m.b was regenerating. In her whimpers, I was able to make sense of a sentence.

"Please don't go, at least protect the child." My mother said whilst crying in her blood.

She then looked up and stopped crying, the bloody mess was gone, and my father's throat injury was no more.

"Thank… yo," My mum collapsed and fell asleep, probably due to the blood loss.

"How did she?" I said. "That regeneration was only known to greater demons or above."

"Did you ever know your mother soul ability?" The demon asked me.

I shook my head.

"It's something close to yours actually, she was able to see the unseeable, hear the unhearable, what healed her was a demon soul,"

"So is that how I became half-demon?" I asked.

"Yes, that demon gave almost all of his strength, soul, and source to save you, and that corrupted you, the soul of that demon which was transferred to you, that made your soul become a demon."

My head began to hurt, even more, I began to scream in agony, trying to come to terms of what just happened. I calmed myself down soon after and looked back up to the demon.

"So, I killed my father?" I asked it.

"Correct Dyestral."

I'm not sure why, but I started to feel regret.

"Each of the five races minds are all the same if you hit it just right, it crumbles." The demon said.

I summoned one of my chains and I punctured the demon's heart, not looking at it.

"Well done Dyne, no the demon Dynestar, no, Dyestral sounds better, you just came back to your past,"

I looked at the demon to see that it changed his appearance to my father. The demon's face started to melt, we were also back in the darkroom.

"Well done Dynestar, or should I say Dyestral Blutrot, Krayme never put in your demon name, Jododam did."

The look of despair I had on my face started to change. It was from an emotionless face to a smile, then to laugh, and then a cackle.

"So what I killed my father twice, it means nothing, I'm probably a vampire now, I am one of the strongest beings and a starstrider!" I yelled at him, but that word was new to me, I'm not sure why I even said it.

"You have come to yourself, well done, we will meet again,"

"So what? I'll gouge out your eyes and destroy you, no matter what form you take,"

"I'll see to that, but for now farewell,"

I was engulfed in blue flames, and then I woke up on the floor. I saw Jododam reading a book.

"Well done surviving Dyestral Copper, or should I say, Dyestral Blutrot,"

"A starstrider, a word I learned withing that nightmare, what is it?"