All Fantasy.
I have never written any fantasy before but here I'd like to introduce one of charries I've created. :)
Sorry for the grammatical error and typos. I wrote it just for fun so there is no particular purpose. I hope you enjoy! :)
Z’s File
Real Name: Артур Вадим (Artur Vadim)
Vampire’s name: Zander Xade.
Race: Vampire
Age: 30 (In human form) 888 (Vampire)
Place of Birth: Kazakhstan
Current Place: New York
Occupation: CIA Agent
Hometown: Russia
Hair: Dark brown— Mostly shortly cropped or on a bad day, shoulder length and wavy.
Eyes: Crimson (base), Brown (Human)
Hates: Bullshits, people who talk much.
Worse thing about Z: He is moodiest fucker ever.
Strength:
Blend with human. (He’d been trained to prevent his lust of human’s blood. But remember, he is still a vampire and you know what the nature of vampire is?)
Manipulate the earth.
Shape Shifting
Weakness: Bad temper.
Background Story
In 1127, the deadly epidemic attacked Russia. There was a group of people turned to be so dangerously insane, falling themselves into psycho. They didn’t believe in anything angel demon god and everything. They had a purpose to dominate the world. As a daily ritual they killed at least two humans a day by sucking their blood off. People began to leave their country because of the epidemic became worst.
And there was another story it wasn’t a psycho who ran after the boy. The storm hammered against the sky. There was a crying young boy, he was about 14, crying and running through a dark forest. He didn’t bother to care about the storm, the weak cold mud on his soles, the clawing wind and the sound of smallest till biggest animal. One hand pressed against his side neck, kept running. And there, a flash light jetted over and stopped in front of him making his pace instantly blocked. Gasping once seeing the creature or monster or whatever who caused his wound he stepped back slowly and carefully. Zan whispered something unclear to himself, he shivered to death neither because the throbbing wound nor the clawing wind. His mother. She needed him to come back, to take care of her since he was the only one she had. His father was nowhere to be found since two years ago. He was about to give up on finding his father but everytime he remembered one thing, when the last time he saw his father take a long drag of a cheap cigarette and wander away with nothing but clothes on his body after throwing a backward look at Zander. He didn’t know exactly what kind of look was that but he wanted his father back home.
“Come!” The voice echoed under the storm. “I am done playing with you little boy, I am too thirsty.” The voice echoed. Zander stepped back and turned and about to run to the opposite way but he found the monster in front of him at a drop of a hat. “Yes! Come little boy.” The creature showed his fangs as the drool of fresh blood running down his mouth. Zander decided to jump against him but he just ended being grabbed up by nape. The fangs were right in front of his face.
Zander screamed but the scream was useless. “You are so brave and so young and you are what I need.” His grin dazzled Zan. Now he was sucked on the wound one second two seconds three and he was willing himself feeling the throbs slowly turned his skin blue. The very last thing that entered his mind before everything was blackened up was his mother who laid soulless on bed as he tried to bring a hand up as if he could touch the blurry face of his mother. His snapped close he was shrugged away and collapsed to the ground. The sardonic smirk of the Vampire swept across his face. “Good boy! I’ll be seeing you again.” He disappeared.
Zander was dying but outside he stayed like a corpse. He was dying for about 3 hours under the rain on the ground but it was strange even an insect didn’t dare to approach. Staying still he then felt himself float on a good-bye moment a lot crimson and dark. He realized everything but he was suffering he got hurt everywhere inside. He knew he could feeling everything he could hear everything but he was too weak to fight now so he was still that way till the time ticked to reach 5 hours after the tragedy.
The sky was a misty pumpkin shade then a deep turquoise then a bright lime. His arms was extended and he was floating.
Where..?
Stranger still. He could not feel emotion went with it. He could only feel calm like when he was a child in the cradle of his mother’s arms.
Where is my pain?
That was what was missing. Every hurt he’d ever suffered every ache he had ever endured – it was all as gone as an expired breath.
‘’ Zander… It is your name now!” A woman with the most beautiful smile approached standing on the air like she was as light as cotton. Instead he gasped. “I want to be back home. I want to get my mother back and my father. Why am I supposed to be here?”
“Your mother is safe now.” The woman said. “By the way I am Arruby.” She extended her hand. Zander blinked yet shook her hand. “Alright, here I am going to show you…” She pointed with the tip of her parasol and drew a circle in the sky. He saw her mother. She was about 10 year younger, so beautiful in a white wedding dress and there was a man… It wasn’t his father or is he? He rubbed his eyes in disbelief. “What is this?” He asked.
“You don’t need to go back to your mom, son. She dies and comes back to her own life after death.”
“What?” He frowned.
“Your mom’s perfectly happy and now… It is you. You are no longer human.”
“What am I?”
“The time will show who you are.”
“No tell me!” Zander insisted.
The woman laughed. “I understand. You have such temper you are going to be the most dangerous vampire.”
“Vampire?”
“Now you believe there is creature named vampire. It is real. Those idiots who pretend like us are your responsible now. You have to stop them. “
“But my mother?”
“Stop thinking about your mother! Your mother no longer needs you, you are in your duty!”
“I am 14 years…” He looked down at himself. “Old.” He blinked up at her. He was more like 13 years older.
The woman smiled. “Vee will help you.” She flicked her fingers and soon the wisp brought a form of Vee.
“Hello, again… Zander. Welcome home.”
Zan widened his eyes and clenched his fists about to throw a punch but Vladior ‘Vee’ blocked the punch lightly and pushed Zan back away, he dropped on his back but it was easy to stand back on his feet. Vee shot a glare at Zander. “You boy! I am your coach now! Show me some respect!”
“Coach?” Zan spat to one side. You are not after you ruin my life you suck on me. Suck on my…” He slowed his pace of speech. “Blood.” He gulped he suddenly felt so fucking thirsty he couldn’t handle it. He suffered again his eyes widened and turned crimson. He screamed. “What I suppose to be doing now!” Zander gripped Vladior neck. “TELL ME!” Zander yelled right in front of Vee’s face.
Vee moved away from Zan’s grip around his throat. He clucked his tongue. “I told you to show me some respect boy! And I’ll tell you everything.”
“Zander.” The woman’s voice popped up again and Zan turned to see her. “Vee is your best friend now. Best friend. He will show you teach you and train you, you are an immortal creature just like us. It begins at the end of your life. You are no longer alive like human being. It might be strange to start a story with an ending but all endings are also beginnings. We just don’t know it at the time. Right? It’s now your beginning. “
In all that matter her voice calmed Zan down. “I still don’t understand. I am too young and you know it.”
“You are too young and to brave, you screamed at my face a while ago remember?” Vee crossed his arms across his chest raising an eyebrow.
“You are a chosen one. You are here because you are capable to do it.”
“Do what?”
“As I said. Prevent their ritual. You are the one that could help us to stop them.”
Vee started to lead Zan out, teach him everything. They drank animal’s blood instead of human’s until Vee leaded him to start the duty in the right place and time. That was the first time and the last time Zan tasted the blood of human’s.
He got powers to shift his shape in order to stay in human’s world to blend with them. Vee was in his own life in another part of world. He moved from one country to another to start a new life and everything.
In 1990 he shifted into a form of 5 year old boy who had been taken by home for boy then adopted by a young happy couple in New York. They of course didn’t know about the story behind the young boy but Zan was actually a real actor. They never found himself do a strange activity like sucking on a kitten’s blood. He behaved so well. The couple consider him as their own child. He had his first sister after the hard pregnancy of his mother’s. And the other sisters came to earth. He had been growing himself normally and successfully locked his secret like the past had never happened.
Currently he is a 30 year old man, works as a CIA agent in New York. He is also a protective big brother of his sisters. He used to sleep with a witch and there she gave a birth to a half witch a half vampire girl named Ophelia. Unfortunately, the plan of marrying Hellenina– The witch lied as dream forever because she died when she gave birth. He couldn’t do anything because Nina didn’t want him to turn her to be a vampire. There was another story about that.
Ophelia lives with him now she is a smart cheerful and beautiful girl after all. No one knows about the fact that she is a supernatural being. Zan has been educating and teaching her since she was born, how to blend with the humans, with their family.
Century by century, he got so many lovelies family but when he was sitting alone in the balcony looking up at the sky he whispered “Мама (Mother).” In Russian silently and closed his eyes.
He clearly understands now why Arruby showed him the moment when his mother got married. To end up the violent and start the other happy beginning. But however, reasonable if he wants to meet his mother and makes sure she actually is happy. But every moment he had passed is actually clear enough to prove his mom is happy where ever she is. His dad? He is more than a mystery.
