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…

to hide my kind

that. Though, seeing how famous our fictions of weakness are and how powerful the humans' belief was at that time, I don't have much of

in the dark for the fantasies to die down until the mortals no

that's how a story

see the use of it any longer, or if they wanted to begin and

and for another civilization to

the lack of permanent

It wasn't easy though...

the past years; had to watched different

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

known to do that,

value my virtue, particularly

and conspiracies were needed since I have to meet the same individual that was

and surely, they would question me at one point, since I never aged or look different by the passing of

it can be, I had to watch them die

let out a sigh at the

was

I have an

time and tell my parents to find

they are

grateful that I have provided my people's

matters to me… my people's contentment

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 pillar, and watch as your dark subjects find their

voice, I instantly

wind and felt a presence

a soul,” he pointed out, making me

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

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

so much. And two, you're being so brutal for reminding me that I am dead. That's overkill

my eyes

that's the point.

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

only shrug my shoulders and kept my

that I will not speak again, I heard

him mumbled, “Maybe that's the reason why the gods above didn't grant you a second chance