Alpha's Nala

Theo

Times had changed.

That's all I could think of as I watched the mortals mingled with my people, whom I should note were all creatures of the dark.

Back in the old days, humans feared our existence.

Only at the mention of our name, they would cower away from us and tightly locked their homes at night. For extra precaution, they always have garlic on their bedside table or bound around their necks.

Funny thing.

Through the years, as the fear grew inside of them, resulting in clouding their minds, they started to fight back with stakes and crosses.

I chuckled at the idea.

Little did they know, those things have no effect on us.

Let alone, kill us…

For over a millennium, there's no vampires — nor witches — reported dead because of the above-mentioned weapons.

We are immune to all of it; Hollywood's movie version doesn't justify any of our weaknesses.

I don't even know if they know any of it...

Until a century ago, they started reciting stories.

By now, I could tell how perplexed you are about the idea of stories being our drawback...

It's unusual and a unique approach, to be honest, but it's the most effective weapon in human history that could actually harm us.

How?

Stories about our weakness, and coming from thy lips of a human, makes us mortal.

It could start off with someone saying that a stake could stop a vampire's heartbeat or holy water to burn a vampire's skin. When a new individual heard about it and told someone else, and that someone else delivered the same story to another, and so on, the tale about the disadvantages becomes true.

I don't know if it's the power in telling or the strong belief of the human heart that makes it real, but it's there.

It's fatal and dangerous, and it's destroying my race to no end…

decided to hide my

admit that. Though, seeing how famous our fictions of weakness are and how powerful the

the dark for the fantasies to die down until the mortals no longer believed in it — as we had never been

how a

when they do not see the use of it

and for

suffering due to the lack of permanent residences and food,

It wasn't easy though...

a lot of transitions for the past years; had to watched different plagues sweep the world, and even observed technologies improved and ultimately

shifting from one identity to another was the least of my favorite. It was one of those

do that, but I was raised well

my virtue, particularly

I have to meet the same individual that

a year and surely, they would question me at one point, since I never aged or

can be, I had to watch them die in the process at a certain

a sigh

gift of life was a curse rather

I have an option to escape this

tell my parents to find another one to love

they are destined

just grateful that I have provided my

me… my people's contentment and

what really interests me now is your excuse on the question of how long will you be standing, by that stone pillar, and watch as your dark subjects find their REDs?” he

voice, I instantly ignored him

wind and

rude to ignore a soul,”

ever had a soul, Raul?” I asked and glanced at my

placed a hand on his chest. Then, he shot me

name — which by the way, I hated so much. And two, you're being so brutal for reminding

my eyes at his

the point. So

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

kept my eyes locked in

will not speak again, I

the gods above didn't grant you a second chance