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…

hide my

Though, seeing how famous our fictions of weakness are and how powerful the humans' belief was at

waited in the dark for the fantasies to die down until the mortals no longer believed in

that's how

use of it any longer, or if they wanted

almost a decade and for another

sensing no trouble anymore and discovering my people were suffering due to the

It wasn't easy though...

had to undergo a lot of transitions for the past years; had to

identity to another was the least of my favorite. It was one of those things that I cannot bear to do for

that is known to do that, but I was raised well and with

my virtue, particularly my

have to meet the same individual that was

me at one point, since I never aged or look different

I had to watch them die

out a sigh at the

infinite gift of life was a curse

an option to

my parents

when they are destined

that I have provided my people's needs and performed what

that matters to me…

believe that you were going to bail this out again like you always do.” I heard a low and husky voice started, “But what really interests me now is your excuse on the question of how long will you be standing, by that stone

of the voice, I instantly ignored

gust of wind and felt a presence beside

a

a soul, Raul?” I

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

hated so much.

rolled my

that's the point.

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

kept my eyes

I heard Cayden

why the gods