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Immortal Dera Collins

The war between vampires and werewolves was here Emma from the wolf's side and Deven from the vampire's side. Will they work together to end this war or will they be torn apart by it...

Dera_Collins · Fantasy
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38 Chs

Beta 2

Reminiscing past memories had exhausted him.

"Ah, the days of my pathetic life. Well those days ended a long time ago. Now to enjoy the feast before me." Saying this he licked his lips maniacally. His eyes blazed red and his sharp long fangs elongated. In a few moments he sunk his long fangs in the neck of the man and sucked him dry.

"Ah, it's indeed been quite a while. Thanks to Alpha who made me a vampire." He made that statement with so much admiration. If one were to listen to him they might have thought he was in love with the man as he adores him so much but that wasn't the case. He admired the man a lot for he has been so kind to him. It was the same man who picked him from the streets and gave him a roof over his head. This was the same man who changed him, who threw away his pathetic life. It was the same man who killed him and gave him a new identity. It was the same man who restored he and granted him salvation from poverty. He loved Alpha so much and will be willing to lay down his life for him anyday if it were ever to come to that.

***

It was a stormy night. It rained heavily outside and the sky were filled with the sounds of thunderclaps. Beta stood before the terror before him. He was absolutely terrified as he had never seen anything like this. What the hell could this mean? Who the hell is this?

It can't be, no it possibly couldn't be true. The man he'd known all his life couldn't be? There is no way he could be one of them!

"W-wh-what are you?" He questioned, terror visible in his voice.

"What do you think?" He retorted as he took strides forward with a visible smirk.

"No,no it can't be. You can't be one of them, you simply can't!" Beta shook his head in disbelief.

No matter what, he refused to believe that fact. There's no way the man who had saved his life and nutured him ever since could be a part of something so devious and disgusting.

The vampires were popularly known for their vile nature and he couldn't believe he was standing before one right now. Though he'd heard popular stories about them, his young mind had come to the conclusion that they were nothing but a myth as he'd never had an encounter with any of them before now and to think it was him. The one who had saved his life. The one who he considered an angel turned out to be the devil himself.

It all finally made sense. He'd always felt for some reason that there was something odd about this man but he'd simply shrugged it off as he believed everyone had their own lifestyle. To him, it was odd that this man was always hidden in the shadows as he appeared to love darkness but now he knew the actual reason behind it. This man was a vampire!

"What's the matter Kyle, cat cut your tongue?" He questioned deviously as it seemed his guest had finally struck a realisation.

"Y-you, you're a vampire."stuttered Kyle.

"Indeed, that I am. Gosh, I'm really getting so tired of humans foolishness. How could you only have figured that out now? I mean all the signs were there but as always, it's human nature to be slow. You humans are really so dumb." He replied walking away nonchalantly.

Kyle stood still dumbfounded by his own foolishness. He was right, all the signs had been there but he'd failed to catch them.

He turned his head to the sight of Abigor at the bar pouring himself a glass of blood. This was the first time he had seen him drink blood, infact it was the first time he had seen him drink anything and he didn't know how to react to this.

It apperead to him that there was more to this man than meets the eye.

****

He was awoken by a sharp scream. He jolted up and feeling a searing pain through his neck. What the heck had happened and why did he suddenly go black? He couldn't remember the details right now but whatever it was, this headache he was feeling wasn't helping one bit.

He tried speaking but his throat felt dry. He was thirsty!

He got out of bed and put on his slippers. He was going to get some water as there appeared to be no water in the room. He walked past the mirror but was forced to retract his steps.

What the hell did he just see? There was no way right. He slowly turned towards the mirror to sight the horror before him. It couldn't be!

His eyes were a blazing light red and his skin went pale. His tooth?

No! They had elongated. Fangs!

He grazed his fingers above them and was cut by them. He was shocked in horror for what he had done to himself but before he could process anything further, the wound was healed without traces of any injury to begin with. Sighting this, a rippled sound was forced from his lips.