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…

I decided to hide my kind and learn

seeing how famous our fictions of weakness are and

the mortals no longer believed in it — as we had never been real in the

how

telling them when they do not see the use of it any longer, or if they wanted to begin and create

it took almost a decade and for another civilization to be established

anymore and discovering my people were suffering due to the lack of permanent residences and food, I started building my

It wasn't easy though...

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

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

a Vampire that is known to do that, but

virtue,

the frauds and conspiracies were needed since I have to meet the same

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

be, I had to watch them die in the

let out a sigh at

this infinite gift of life was a

an option to escape

time and tell my parents to find another

they are destined

am just grateful that I have provided my people's needs and performed

all that matters to me…

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

voice, I instantly

I heard a gust of wind and

to ignore a soul,” he pointed out, making me

had a soul, Raul?” I asked and glanced

quickly placed a hand on his chest.

all, it's Cayden so please stop calling me by my middle name — which by the way, I hated so much. And two, you're being so brutal for reminding me

only rolled my eyes

that's the point. So

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

my shoulders and kept my eyes locked in

will not speak again, I heard Cayden let out a defeated

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