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 kind and learn

weakness are

waited in the dark for the fantasies to die down until the mortals no longer believed in it — as we

how a story

telling them when they do not see the use of it any

for another civilization to

my people were suffering due to the

It wasn't easy though...

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

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

a Vampire that is known to do that, but I was

value my virtue, particularly my

the same individual that was helping me construct

me at

and sadly as it can be, I had to watch them die in the process at a certain

a sigh

gift of life was a

do I have an

not go back in time and tell my parents to find another one

when they are

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

all that matters to me…

heard a low and husky voice started, “But what really interests me now is your excuse on the question of how

the voice, I instantly ignored him and remained still

heard a gust of wind

a soul,” he

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

he gasped and quickly placed a hand on his chest. Then, he

me by my middle name — which by the way, I hated so much. And two, you're being

only rolled my eyes

that's the point.

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

my shoulders and kept my eyes locked in the

not speak again, I heard

reason why the gods above didn't grant you a second chance at