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 kind and learn

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

no longer believed in it —

that's how a story

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

it took almost a decade and for

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

It wasn't easy though...

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

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

is known to do that, but I was raised

value my virtue,

I have to meet the same individual that was helping me construct my

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

it can be, I had to watch

a sigh

of life was a curse

do I have an option to escape this

in time and tell my parents

they are destined

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

to me… my people's contentment

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,

I instantly ignored him and remained still in my

heard a gust of wind

know it's rude to ignore a soul,” he

ever had a soul, Raul?” I

quickly placed a hand on his

hated so much.

my eyes

that's the point. So

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

and kept my eyes locked in the

speak again, I heard Cayden let out a defeated

heard him mumbled, “Maybe that's the reason why the gods