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 and

was a cowardly move, I admit 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 longer believed in it — as we

how a story

stop telling them when they do not see the use of it any longer, or if they wanted

almost a decade and for another civilization to

due to the lack of permanent residences

It wasn't easy though...

years; had to

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

that is known to do that, but I was

value my virtue, particularly my

frauds and conspiracies were needed since I have to meet the

meetings occurred multiple times in a year and surely, they would question me at one point, since I never aged or

I had to watch them die in the process at a

let out a sigh

gift of life was a curse rather

I have an option to escape

tell my parents to find another one

they are destined

just grateful that I have provided my

matters to me… my people's contentment and

to 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

I instantly ignored him

heard a gust of wind

ignore a soul,”

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

on

hated so much.

only rolled my eyes at his

that's the

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

and kept my eyes locked

will not speak again, I heard

devastated...” I heard him mumbled, “Maybe that's the reason why the gods above didn't grant you a second chance at