DYLAN'S STORY

      "I was born in 1927-" "Wait, so how are you 65?" I interrupted him with my curiousity perking up. "Zac and I don't count our human years. So technically that would mean I am-" "85 and Zac is 974." I say, completing his incomplete sentence. "Yes, now can I continue the story?" He asked and I nodded with an apology.
       "OK, so I was born in 1927 in a small time village which had become the centre of the Allies plans.-" 'I didn't know you were a soldier back then." I interrupted again. "No, I wasn't." He continued as if i didn't stop him. "I was a civilian. More over a spy. My job was to know all the information. A rumour leaked saying that I was the man to be caught because I was behind the whole world war thing. Soon I had people behind my life, thirsting for my blood. I had to escape. When trying to do so, I was caught and put into Gestapo. Tortured like hell. Never in my life have I ever experienced such pain. Being electrocuted after being doused in water, branded with hot iron, pressed on spike beds only so I can reveal the secrets which my brain held. But obviously my mouth was sealed due to secrecy plus I was a true patriot. I would never betray my country.
          This went on for a half year and I was begging for Death to come and give me the invitation to eternal peace. A man named Stephen and a woman named Anna were chained up, the people who remained my companions  for my whole stay, offered a way out. Little did I know they were the original pureblood. She asked me to drink her blood.
         In desperation to be freed, I did as his odd request pointed me to as the trust I had entrusted them with my blood. They gave me the simplest route to escape and then killed me.
           The next moment I woke up, I found myself in the sewer where all the dead bodies were thrown. I dug my fangs into the nearest body which had recently been thrown and sucked him dry before my independence could be declared. The moment I was out from Gestapo's grounds, sense seeped into my mind. I understood what they turned me into and used it to my complete advantage.
          Since I didn't know what to do, I went back only to find them gone.I learnt the pros and cons by myself as there was no one to help me. But I faced one problem. I had no control over my thirst. It just keeps increasing how much ever I try to sate it. It's an unescapable part of our life.
           People started dying out of the blue and I didn't care whether they got a glimpse of me or not. The number of deaths increased as times passed by and rumours spread that I had come back to haunt them for the reason of my death. News spread like fire but I didn't care.
           Until Chris and Zac had come to keep a check of what was going on and managed to  gain control over me. Since then I have been with them.

ENDED...

    I looked at him with my legs folded. I was so sucked in the story that I didn't realize that Chris was standing at the door until Dylan called out his name, without turning. "I see some one is enjoying a story." He said with a smile. He was leaning with his arms folded. 

    Days flashed by like turning the pages of a very thick book. I would be very happy if there was a deadline but I had to stay here for eternity. There was no turning back. Things were getting wild and I could see only two things.
            I was getting close to Chris and Zac. Chris in a best friend manner. I could joke freely, play stupid pranks on each other and share things best friends share while he in turn would get to see my beautiful smiles lit up by him, get to know funny things about me and get nicely hit by me.
         But for Zac, I started to develop an actual crush on him and the excuse of it being a celebrity one slowly disappeared. Every time he comes near me, the heart inside of me beats faster and faster. Every time he looks at me, my cheeks starts reddening. Every time he talks or comments, I find myself speecless half the time. God, he is so appealing and every time he leaves me wanting him.

   One day, Zac took me out. To the front garden. No, I'm still not allowed to step out of the house. The garden in the front was nothing like the one at the back. If one at the back was a jungle, then this one was Garden Eden. It was that beautiful and had huge varieties. Tiny animals lived freely. All rabbits, squirrels and different types of birds. I felt like the Snow White awakening inside of me.
        I sat down in the grass and a cute, pure white rabbit jumps into my arms. Oh! It’s so cute. It could fit in my hands which were cupped. I bring it closer to get a better view and it looked at me back with those innocent eyes.
       I put it down on my lap and began to stroke its velveteen fur. “Zac, can you please get me carrots?” I request, too busy to even look up as I was playing with my new friend. He nods and within a flash he was back. He tosses the bag which lands quite next to me. I take one out and feed it to the cutie who at first looks suspiciously at it and then begins to nibble on it. A light flash.
       I look up to see Zac who was on his knees, taking a picture. I wish I could take a picture like that of him in that pose. I just shook my head and smiled to myself at the thought. Suddenly all the others came flocking towards me and out of no where, I felt so loved.
       Zac turned to go away in silence but it still caught my eye. “Zac, I still wanna see the photo.” My voice stops him from leaving me alone with these animals even though I wouldn’t mind but I don’t want the picture to exist without him. He comes to me and every single one of them runs away to their hiding place.
         “I’m sorry.” He murmurs an apology. Oh, no! I didn’t want him to apologize. “It’s ok.” I smile. He goes on his knees and my hand brushes the empty plastic bag. I look down. It was actually empty. Oh! They are very smart. Took everything when they had a chance. But I didn’t care. I had other things like the sexy person who is beside me. I could feel my heart flutter.
         I see the picture in his hands. There were two. One when I was stroking the fur of the adorable baby as I smiled to myself. The second one was when I brought the leveret near my face and it twitched its nose. Both were very cute.
          I look up at him who was smiling faintly. I got up as if I got a strange attack. “I don’t like the pictures. Delete them.” I say as I turned away, not wanting to reveal the expression my face gave away. “Bu- What? Why? These pictures are so cute.” He protested and I blushed by the comment. But I decided to continue play along. “If you like it, you keep it.” I say as I turn with my hands on my hips.
      And something else came to my interest. I saw a red hose and a naughty thought struck my mind. “Zac, why don’t you go put that thing in?” I ask sweetly. The moment he disappears, I ran to pick up the hose and turned it on. The moment he stepped out, he was drenched. “Kristy, stop!” He shouted. “Like I would listen to you!” I shouted back with a huge smile on my face and with the joy of getting him wet.
         He tried to get his head protected by his hands. Since there was no effect, he gave up and the next moment he was running behind me. Shit! I threw the hose down and ran as if my life in danger. He caught me by the waist and the hose was above me, pouring its contents with a lesser force, wetting me completely.
          “Zac, no! -don’t... I-…” I couldn’t take the words out. The water kept getting in my mouth. He seemed to realize what I was talking about cause he throws the hose down and removes his shirt while I sat down shivering.
       God, he looks so f-in hot and sexy shirtlesss. OMG, I want him right now!!! His body had so many tattoos but it didn’t hide the beauty of his perfectly toned body which contained perfect six-packs. He made me stand and made me put on his black V-neck shirt.
         “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize your shirt was a see-through. “He apologized. Immediately I looked down and tried to register what just happened. But I couldn’t. There was hardly any distance between us and there was nothing else I could think of. Heart began to beat faster.
          Someone cleared their throat. Both of us looked up and took a step back. Guilt as if we had been caught doing something wrong but truthfully nothing happened. “Looks like some one’s enjoyed sex in the garden” Walt says, with his usual hidden smile.
         “No one had sex, Walt. “Zac plainly said and at that moment you have no idea how much I wished for that to happen. I looked down again and things were clearly understood. Zac’s shirt ended up mid-thigh which covered the see- through white shirt as well as the light blue denim shorts I wore. Yeah and I thought he understood that I was cold but it seems he understands it in the deeper sense.

  Zac disappeared and I was all alone in the garden. I slowly walked towards my room, shivering so much that I could hear my own teeth chatter. I had to have a bath, completely from head to toe with piping hot water. The moment I finished, I quickly changed and began to dry my hair which went back to being waterfalls.
        I hated my hair being waves. I would prefer them to be complete curls or tip-straight. And waves do not categorize in any, putting it right in between and it surely took a lot of time for me to get this straight. I sigh in thought. I shouldn’t have wet Zac but then I wouldn’t have seen him shirtless so I guess it was worth it.

   I was going to go down to the hall but I hear voices in Walt’s room. Known voice which could strike my memory. I peeped in. No one was there but the TV in his room was on. A room which contained a mixture of dark red and pale greyish white.
          I entered and sat on his bed, watching whatever was going on. It was random things about ‘The Dark Side’. And it clicked my mind that this was everything that Walt had recorded. All the fun times they had together. There were flashes of me also. Suddenly the video went to the next file opening the time Chris and I fought for the remote, climbing on each other. 
         Wait! When did he get that? The beep! It had to be the camera.  I watched it, with my eyes widening open, wondering how the hell did he do it. I mean none of us saw him. No wonder, he had that smirk on and refused to look at me. He was supposed to be gone for hunting.
         It reached to the part where both of rolled on the floor, laughing when Walt came out of the bathroom, shirtless and wrapped in a towel. “Oh no! You weren’t supposed to see that.” He says, switching of the TV. Another tick on my checklist. Managed to see two shirtless guys today out of which I was dying to see one.

    But I don’t care about that at the moment. “How did you shoot this?” I ask, my curiousity flaring up. “I have secrets.” He pretended to whisper as he pulled his shorts up and then removed the towel.
         “Tell me!” I demanded as I cross my long legs. “No. Never in a million years.” He fake-smiled, showing off his pearly white teeth.
        “Ok, at least tell me your story.” Making another offer. He had turned away to choose a T-shirt. He looks at me with his eye brow raised. “Why would you want to know my story?” He asked as he put on his shirt. “Cause I want to know. What is your problem?” I snapped playfully. “Ok, ok, I’ll tell you.”

WALT’S STORY

   “I was a kleptomaniac-““Yeah, I can clearly see that.” I mutter under my breath, completely forgetting that he could hear me perfectly well.
        “Hey, it’s not my fault that human habits die hard.” He protests. I could see a few things of mine lingering in his room like my comb and my pen drive which contained all my vampire diaries episodes. “Ok, so I was a kleptomaniac born in a rich family. I don’t know why I did that. Maybe because I wanted attention since I definitely didn’t do it for the lack of money when I was given everything I wanted.
         Even when I used my talent, people hardly noticed it gone until for a few weeks. No one suspected me as I was born with a golden spoon in my mouth.
         Once I wanted the experience of being caught. To my luck, I ended up stealing from the wrong people. They obviously realized as I wanted them to and was behind my life. I managed to hide from them for a few years. But one girl came in, begging for protection. I couldn’t say no. So I gave her what she asked only to realize that the protection she was seeking against was also behind me. So I had to run away with her.
          They managed to catch us and I made sure she escaped. I couldn’t let her face what I would be facing because I promised her protection. They beat me till I was on the verge of dying. In fact I was begging Death to hurry up with its journey towards its destination.
        Those people gave up the search and that girl came back. Made me bite her own flesh and fed me her own blood. At first I thought it was the water of life. Elixir to life once again. But then she killed me, relieving me from my personal torture of being broken.
         I woke up after two days to find her gone. Somehow I understood what I had turned into: - a blood sucking monster. I tried to keep my identity hidden but somehow I couldn’t so I was caught.
         I was to be experimented. They tortured me for 12 years. Cutting my flesh, stabbing me with wooden stakes, trying all possible ways to kill me.
         At one point I wished that they would actually kill me by mistake. But that never happened. They were so keen in seeing that day would never come even by a chance.
         One day, Chris came to save all of us who were enslaved. He destroyed everything and all of my friends managed to escape and I swore my allegiance to him and his friend who had sent him here. That’s how I met all of them.”

     A tear streamed down his cheek as he ended his tale of woe. “I am so sorry.” “It’s ok. It’s just hard to live through the memory of it again.” He says with a comforting smile. I had never seen Walt shed a tear and it really hurt me to see him like this.

   The whole day passed into deep thought. I only had the capability to think that I didn’t realize what was happening around me.

CHRIS’S POV

  Whole day and Kristen didn’t even smile. She was so buried in her thoughts that both of us did our best to make her forget what was worrying her.
        Since I had the power to read her mind, I knew what she was thinking about. She was thinking about all our tragedies. Being a vampire obsessed person, turning into one would be the best thing happening in one’s life. But listening to our stories, Love’s actually doubting herself. Was this what she really wanted? Her decision was changing.

  Zac tried to use his charms to get her attention but no avail. I tried to make fun of stupid things like we usually do but nothing happened.
          It was like her body was on auto-control. I even tried to pour a huge bucket of water on her head, drenching her completely. Not even a shiver and she just walked off. Except the fact that she slipped. I thought at least now that she was hit her head, she would realize what was going on. But no, she was a robot in disguise.

  The only time I thought she was back to normal was when she started to talk in her sleep. That too she was saying “Zac, please don’t. I don’t want this. I don’t want this life.” She was nearly in tears and I had to wake her up from her night mare, to assure that nothing's gonna happen..