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Chronicles of a Vampire Hunter
Chapter 1. How it all started
It was 3 a.m. by the time I made it to the truck stop. Somehow, I mustered up the strength to pull the door open.
as I walked into the store, all eyes were on me. I can't really blame them for staring though, I came in awful rough. when the man behind the counter noticed me he said, "son are you alright?"" do you need me to call the police?"" what happened to you?" I was looking the man right in the eyes, and his words fell upon my ears. although I couldn 't comprehend what he was saying. to me it sounded like he was under water. everything was getting louder and louder. I looked around at all the masked faces, their eyes seeming to get closer and closer. I felt like they were staring right into my soul. The room started to spin, my eyes were getting foggy, I felt like I was on fire,- I was so hot. bloody sweat beads dripping from my forehead. I managed to get three words out before my eyes went completely dark, followed by me falling on the floor and passing out! those words were, "kill me... NOW". or at least thats what i've been told.
Chapter 2. Where the fuck am I?
When I opened my eyes for the first time after having passed out at the truck stop, I was very confused. I had no idea where the hell I was. it appeared to be some sort of makeshift hospital inside an old airstream travel trailer. The Windows were all covered in what appeared to be aluminum foil and the lights were dim. I was still very hazy and disoriented from my ordeal, I couldn't remember what happened up to the moment I walked into that store. thinking about it started to make me really irritated. I never forget anything. I tried to sit up but I couldnt move. I was wrapped from head to toe with restraints. I tried like hell to free myself. but I was too Weak. it was no use. I called out into the air "HELLO"? there was no response???"LET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOW!" I demanded. "WHAT IN THE FUCK IS GOING ON". Just as I was about to start really freaking out, a beautiful blonde haired lady poked her head in through the accordian door, looked at me and smiled. " are you actually coherent this time?" she asked. "what's it to you blondie?" I replied. "and why am I strapped down like I'm some kind of Hannibal the Cannibal?". "sorry about the restraints" she said. "I didn't have a choice". "you kept trying to stand up and falling flat on your face". "you were screaming "I'll kill all of you stupid motherfuckers" and then you reached for something behind you, and thats when you would fall. you had almost no blood left inside your body when we got to you. youre lucky to be alive. and I couldnt afford to keep giving you blood transfusions." "everyday the same thing. over and over for almost a month" if I hadn't restrained you you wouldve surely killed yourself". " I've been trying like hell to wake you up for the past fifteen days or so." "I've tried everything from smelling salts to splashing you with ice cold water. nothing I tried even phased you." "then out of nowhere you just wake up and start screaming". "so what about these restraints" I said. "am I a prisoner or a patient?" "well" she said," I can remove some of the restraints so you can move your arms, but until that break in your spine heals a little more, im afraid you'll have to stay mostly restrained to prevent any damage to your spinal cord." "that still doesn't answer my question miss?" "Alaina" "my name is Alaina" " Doctor Alaina Anne VonHelsing" "but you can just call me Alaina". "and to answer your question, only time will tell. "
Chapter 3. The proof
"VonHelsing?" I asked "Isn't that some sort of fictional name? like isnt VonHelsing the vampire hunter in all the movies?" I asked sarcastically, trying to get a rise out of her. "If only it were fictional Mr. uhh" "Damon" I said. "my name is Damon". "well Damon she said, if it were fictional you certainly wouldnt be lying there in that bed". " Those blood suckers drained damn near all the blood out of you. They left just enough so you would turn". "lucky for you I had been tracking that pack for awhile". " I was on a recon mission to record their movements and try to find out what they were up to when I stumbled across your...
It was 3 a.m. by the time I made it to the truck stop. Somehow, I mustered up the strength to pull the door open.
as I walked into the store, all eyes were on me. I can't really blame them for staring though, I came in awful rough. when the man behind the counter noticed me he said, "son are you alright?"" do you need me to call the police?"" what happened to you?" I was looking the man right in the eyes, and his words fell upon my ears. although I couldn 't comprehend what he was saying. to me it sounded like he was under water. everything was getting louder and louder. I looked around at all the masked faces, their eyes seeming to get closer and closer. I felt like they were staring right into my soul. The room started to spin, my eyes were getting foggy, I felt like I was on fire,- I was so hot. bloody sweat beads dripping from my forehead. I managed to get three words out before my eyes went completely dark, followed by me falling on the floor and passing out! those words were, "kill me... NOW". or at least thats what i've been told.
Chapter 2. Where the fuck am I?
When I opened my eyes for the first time after having passed out at the truck stop, I was very confused. I had no idea where the hell I was. it appeared to be some sort of makeshift hospital inside an old airstream travel trailer. The Windows were all covered in what appeared to be aluminum foil and the lights were dim. I was still very hazy and disoriented from my ordeal, I couldn't remember what happened up to the moment I walked into that store. thinking about it started to make me really irritated. I never forget anything. I tried to sit up but I couldnt move. I was wrapped from head to toe with restraints. I tried like hell to free myself. but I was too Weak. it was no use. I called out into the air "HELLO"? there was no response???"LET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOW!" I demanded. "WHAT IN THE FUCK IS GOING ON". Just as I was about to start really freaking out, a beautiful blonde haired lady poked her head in through the accordian door, looked at me and smiled. " are you actually coherent this time?" she asked. "what's it to you blondie?" I replied. "and why am I strapped down like I'm some kind of Hannibal the Cannibal?". "sorry about the restraints" she said. "I didn't have a choice". "you kept trying to stand up and falling flat on your face". "you were screaming "I'll kill all of you stupid motherfuckers" and then you reached for something behind you, and thats when you would fall. you had almost no blood left inside your body when we got to you. youre lucky to be alive. and I couldnt afford to keep giving you blood transfusions." "everyday the same thing. over and over for almost a month" if I hadn't restrained you you wouldve surely killed yourself". " I've been trying like hell to wake you up for the past fifteen days or so." "I've tried everything from smelling salts to splashing you with ice cold water. nothing I tried even phased you." "then out of nowhere you just wake up and start screaming". "so what about these restraints" I said. "am I a prisoner or a patient?" "well" she said," I can remove some of the restraints so you can move your arms, but until that break in your spine heals a little more, im afraid you'll have to stay mostly restrained to prevent any damage to your spinal cord." "that still doesn't answer my question miss?" "Alaina" "my name is Alaina" " Doctor Alaina Anne VonHelsing" "but you can just call me Alaina". "and to answer your question, only time will tell. "
Chapter 3. The proof
"VonHelsing?" I asked "Isn't that some sort of fictional name? like isnt VonHelsing the vampire hunter in all the movies?" I asked sarcastically, trying to get a rise out of her. "If only it were fictional Mr. uhh" "Damon" I said. "my name is Damon". "well Damon she said, if it were fictional you certainly wouldnt be lying there in that bed". " Those blood suckers drained damn near all the blood out of you. They left just enough so you would turn". "lucky for you I had been tracking that pack for awhile". " I was on a recon mission to record their movements and try to find out what they were up to when I stumbled across your...
