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CHAPTER 3

"But I always tell him," snapped Kyra exasperated. "What do you need to overdo it this way if he comes down as a ghost?"

"Please do not scold her. I do not think the fun of it, do not you think? Among other things, is not able to land, and it breaks everything hurts all the time. "

"Brisen, to defend you all the time. What it needs is a girlfriend who is always there to take its share, but someone who understand the face when they make mistakes. And I would say this is one of those moments. "

Kyra's voice? Ah, yes ... Brisen brought her home. He opened his eyes, watching the two girls arguing in front of the bed. He sat up, felt better.

"Liv, how are you?" Brisen asked with a smile.

"Oh yeah, you woke up at the right time. What's your excuse this time? "Immediately attacked the blonde, looking tough.

"No excuses. I had to do it, there was someone who needed me. "

"Can not the world need you. Although your powers are still a human, you know ... no, I remember, you never know. "

"Do not make me the lecture, Kyra. I was the only one who could hear it. So he needs me. "

"Who speaks?"

"Oh, that cute guy who was with you. The light of the moon was shining eyes in a crazy way! Maybe because he's a vampire. "

"A vampire?" Said Kyra Brisen looking upset, then brought his eyes to Liv. "Now you get to play even with vampires? They are not creatures to stay safe, those. It could end badly. "

"It was he who was going to end badly" Olivia said sulking.

Kyra sighed, shrugged and turned to leave the room.
"I'm going to take back the jalopy you call sale."

"Thanks" was all she said. It dropped on the bed, complaining. "Brisen? What's in the fridge? I'm starving! "

At that juncture it was convenient to have a father always drunk. They were at the table, but he did not even noticed that the plate in front of him was still full and now since that happened was the irreparable harm - even a months-did not show up unless the evening when the sun was setting.

The man showed much of his forty years. Alcohol had aged quickly worn out its features and its organs, so that it was often in hospital.

The TV was on a quiz with prizes, while his old man looked at her with eyes wide open, drain yet another glass of beer, and David stared at the silent piece of meat with a side of broccoli in his plate. Funny that he should be a cook, when she could no longer eat the stuff. Also beginning to feel another kind of appetite. He rose from the table.

"I exist" only said.

"Where are you going?" Said her father without looking at him.

"I have a ride."

"You have done your homework?"

Funny too. It did not go to school.

"Yes .. facts "grabbed his jacket and hurry to leave the house before the parent's porgesse other questions.

The night received him with his extraordinary energy. The moon seemed brighter and more full than I had ever seen, and the wind rustled the leaves seemed to love him to communicate something, to reveal an ancient secret. The lamp projecting a beam of light milk on the sidewalk. A light fake, artificial. Yet also attracted his attention, as if it were a piece of glass shining in a heap of scrap. He walked in the darkness, his hands in the pockets of his jeans and his head bent. He wanted to eat.

In those weeks it was fed only three times, and its first performance nearly killed one person. The memory hit him with violence. It happened just after the man, the vampire that had turned.

He had seized outside the pub, as he was returning home late, as every Saturday. A very strong hand had grabbed her shoulder and made to turn. Amaranth eyes stared at him intently, topped by a cascade of brown hair. The sight of that unnatural color frightened him so much that he tried to leave in a hurry, but the man dragged him with a speed and a huge force in the back the room, and after having slammed hard against the wall he found the throat and stuck with cruel teeth in the flesh.
He had never experienced anything more horrible feeling that suck the life out directly from the veins.

had been a long and very painful. He had eaten almost to death. Lying on the ground, with blurred vision and no strength in his body knew he was dying. But what was that, a pained? Tears? Red tears ... The man bent over him and severing his wrist he let slip the scarlet blood in his mouth.

From that moment he began his torment. Seizures attacked him, because his mortal body was dying, so he repeated the vampire in a gentle tone while stroking her hair. Tremors felt in the chest, stomach, right into the blood vessels. He could not breathe, he tore the shirt on his chest as he continued to pierce the night with terrible cries, the music loud in the room covered. Suddenly he froze. Staring slowly took on a strange glow, his skin became even more milk, nails took on the appearance and luster of silver, stretching a bit '. The thing I remember with more clarity was the pain of the gums while the canines grew disproportionately. But where was man? He was gone, leaving him alone with his new powers and his new curse.

pounced on the first girl he met, because the thirst was stronger than reason. It was so clumsy! He had almost killed her, but fortunately stopped in time, with your mouth and your hands are wet with his blood, warm and sweet.

The second time to make the cost of its monstrosity had been a dog, who unfortunately had made it. Since then he had not eating and suffering he felt were sufficient to make him wish for death.

Then the night before she had arrived. Absolutely had to find her and, for the first time, his new status seemed to come in handy: he could capture its essence at a distance of kilometers.