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 to

Though, seeing how famous our fictions of weakness are and how

until the mortals no longer believed in it

that's how a

when they do not see the use of it any longer, or

and for

no trouble anymore and discovering my people were suffering due to the

It wasn't easy though...

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

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

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

value my virtue, particularly my

conspiracies were needed since I have to meet the same individual that

would question me at one point, since I never aged or look different

as it can be, I had to

let out a

gift of life was a curse

I have an option to escape

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

they are

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

that matters to me…

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,

of the voice, I instantly ignored him and remained

of wind and felt a presence beside

a soul,” he pointed out,

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

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

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

rolled my eyes at

that's the

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

shrug my shoulders and kept my eyes locked

I heard Cayden let out a

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