A few days later there was this echoing throughout our house:

"But why Mom? It's not fair," Zade whined, levitating behind Mama as she moved around.

"Mother, I'm going to have to agree with the immature pervert for once," Juniour says.

"Mama, I agree with them," I said. "This is so not fair," I murmur. 

"Not to us and not to you, is it Mother?" Juniour says.

I said nothing, neither did Mama.
We all knew. The clans did not like Mama. Even though she had proven her worth.
Simply because she was half - human.

Humans were meant to be food and slaves only, not to be courted and wed. Preposterous! And still produce vile half - breed offspring! An ABOMINATION! Anyways, that's how some of those ancient vamps think.

That's why there are a few half- breed and I mean FEW, in vamp society, well those that exposed themselves to society, that is.  They're a rarity.

I think love is a strange and wonderful thing and if you fall in love with a human- so what!

You shouldn't judge a person on what they are. You can't change what you are no matter how hard you try, who you are is a completely different story. That's what people should get to know.

Mama turns and walks away. Then she disappears- I gasp- and reappears on the first landing.

"They'll come here soon ," she says "Zade, Juniour come help me prepare the meeting room," she finishes. She wasn't cold or stern, just plain, emotionless and matter- of- factly yet sad somehow.

Maybe bringing to the surface that biased, cold truthful part of vamp society- mostly pure blood- involuntarily was wrong and upsetting.

Poor Mama.

* * *

Later that day.......
Like late evening, I'm lying on my bed thinking.

Then, I sense it and rise out of bed.

They were here.

Being around supernarurals so much, eventually I learned to sense their presence.

I'm pretty much in black, I think, so blood stains won't show that easily.

Short loose jeans skirt, black V-neck, black stocking socks and black scrunchie in my currently medium length black hair.

If those old bats think I'll dress in some 18th century style gothic lolita thing then they have another thing coming.

The thought amuses me and I walk out of my room unto the landing, smiling. I'm so happy I almost start to skip.
Then I bump into a tall solid figure.

I look up at a pair of dark eyes-
And dark hair
And OH NO! 

"Hi, Cousin Lorn," I say laughing nervously.

Relative: Lorn Rin (paternal)
Relation: Cousin
Title: Uncle
Personality: Quiet, dark, emotionless, sadistic
My options: RUN!!!!!!!!!

" So how are you?" I took a step back.

"Fine. Have you received your powers yet?" he said plainly.
Straight- to- the- point type of guy. I hate this a***%^&! ( Wait, the book is censoring me? Hah!)
The Bastard.

"Eh, heh....." I giggle nervously and step back again.

His dark cloak parts to show - black dress pants and a dark T- shirt. 

"What are you? Just what type of child has my cousin's wife produced?" He says apathetically again.

His emotionless dark eyes turn red.
And I'm to late to look away.

He has me under his spell. "Have you shown any signs of vampiric traits yet?" he asks.

"No, only the usual but my blood lust has increased to cannibalistic terms," I say dazed and paralysed to the spot.
Why the hell did I just say that? Was I becoming a cannibal?

I wasn't aware of it. Was he able to bring out some part of me I wasn't aware of? Am I human?
My eyes brimmed with tears. I dont want to tell him anything. Feelings of helplessness and rage start to brim within me.

He raised his right arm. " I suppose I'll have to dispose of you then, " 

A dagger slid out his sleeve.
Tears ran down my cheeks. I hate him so much.

I didn't want to die. I had had enough.

"Leave......me.......alone,"  I scream. I then and take off.
I duck into a room and hide behind a sofa.

Seconds later, I hear his footsteps against the tiled floor.

"You can't escape me!" he growled "but how did you break my spell? Do tell,"

I don't reply.
Remember when I talked about illusions and spells earlier? (See Chapter-2)
Well depending on the strength of the vampire, it's almost impossible to break.

Lorn is well renowned for his illusionary powers- impossible to beat the rumours said.

Sweat poured down my face. I was exhausted by the effort alone and doing everything I could not to hyperventilate and give my location away.

A blade slid past me and split the couch in half, exposing me.

"Found you," he murmured. 

I run out the open door.

Then a spell of weakness overwhelms me. I sink to my knees.

I shouldn't have done that and pushed myself to break his spell. Now I get why the rumours were so much.

I'm watching him walk towards me slowly.

Along with his red eyes and amused expression. He let me tire myself out, knowing I couldn't get far.
I see white glimmering fangs slide out of the corners of his mouth.

Wait...... Sparkling white?

Hm, really good dental  hygiene.

I know right, the thoughts that pop up in my head when my life is on the line.

"I'm sorry but I cannot help myself," he says calmly "your scent is too enticing," 

I back up still I'm near the banister. I can feel the wood against my legs.
Half my mind told me JUMP!
I'd rather fall to my death than die like this.

Or I could let him bite me and ask to become a vampire.
A human- turned vampire was better than what I was.

Everything turned blurry red in front of me.

Then something pulled me backwards off the banister.

A\N Is this the end for Mira? What will happen? Will Lorn succeed? Find out next Chapter of Vampirica ! 

 I had fun writing today. Enjoy! 880 words

FUAB  21/07/2017