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

admit that. Though, seeing how famous our fictions of weakness are and how powerful the humans' belief was at that

for the fantasies to die down until the mortals no longer believed in it — as we had never been

how a story

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

almost a decade and for another civilization to be established around

discovering my people were suffering due to the lack of

It wasn't easy though...

transitions for the past years; had to watched different plagues sweep the world, and

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

do that, but I was raised

value my virtue, particularly

conspiracies were needed since I have to meet the same individual that was helping me construct

surely, they would question me at one

sadly as it can be, I had to watch them die

out a sigh at

gift of life was a

an option

time and tell my

they are

I am just grateful that I have provided my

to me… my people's

started, “But what really interests me now is your excuse on the question of how long will you be standing, by

of the voice, I instantly ignored

I heard a gust of wind and felt a

it's rude to ignore a soul,” he pointed out, making me

soul, Raul?” I asked and glanced at my foolish

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

I hated so

my eyes at his

the point. So

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

and kept

that I will not speak again, I heard Cayden

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