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

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

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

how a

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

it took almost a decade and for another

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

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

least of my favorite. It was

be a Vampire that is known to do that, but I was raised well and with

my virtue,

I have to meet the same

multiple times in a year and surely, they would question me at one point,

sadly as it can be, I had to watch them

out a sigh at the

infinite gift of life was a curse rather than

I have an option to escape this

not go back in time and tell my parents to find

when they are destined

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

me… my people's

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 stone pillar, and watch as your dark subjects find

instantly ignored

wind and felt

a soul,” he

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

he gasped and quickly placed a hand on his

of 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 that I am dead. That's overkill already, your Majesty.”

rolled my

the point.

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

shrug my shoulders and kept my eyes locked in the

I heard Cayden

devastated...” I heard him mumbled, “Maybe that's the reason why the