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Princeoftheundead2 — Haunted 17
Published: 2012-08-10 02:49:29 +0000 UTC; Views: 234; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 1
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Zephyr’s POV


It was raining the next day. I sighed as I waited for my little flower to wake. My mind wandered to last night, replaying the conversation between me and Max. My heart wrenched painfully and I closed my eyes. 


Socked feet padding down the hallway caught my attention and I quickly opened my eyes, putting on a smile. 


“Good morning flower.” I greeted her sweetly as she walked into the living room, rubbing her eyes and yawning.


“Hey Zephyr.” She mumbled tiredly as she collapsed face first on the couch next to me. 


“Still sleeping.” I joked. She nodded her head slightly and yawned. I laughed at her childlessness and stood up.


“I’m going to go make some breakfast.” I informed her as I walked into the kitchen. I heard a muffled replied as I started gather all the ingredients required for chocolate chip pancakes.


Half an hour later I coaxed my flower to the table and set a plate down in front of her. She eagerly tore into the chocolate chip pancakes, small mummers of delight escaping her lips. She swallowed then looked at me oddly.


“Why don’t you ever eat?” she asked curiously. My fingers froze in there tracing of the table, my eyes cast down.


I took a deep breath and answered, “Wait till later, then I’ll tell you.”


“Why?” she demanded.


“Just trust me.” I told her, glancing at her with begging eyes. 


She sighed and looked down at her food, “Okay.”


I dropped my shoulders and continued to trace the patterns on the table as she resumed eating. I didn’t want to tell her about me but I had to…I had to…




Iggy’s POV


As expected Ella took the news badly. She screamed, shrieked, cried, begged, and threw whatever she could at me. I finally managed to escape at the break of dawn with a small scars healing over on my forehead; Ella had thrown her high heel at me.


The first thing I wanted to do was find Star but I didn’t know where she was. Of course everyone except for me knew where Star lived.


I sighed in frustration and kicked at a rock. The rock went flying. I growled at myself and stormed off, hoping to find Star in this huge city. 




Zephyr’s POV


The rest of the day dragged on slowly as I tried to do everything I could to make my flower happy but …I failed. It was heartbreaking to see her look so grim and I quickly began to hate myself for that. 


“Is it later yet?” my flower asked. We were sitting in the living room watching a stupid movie that neither of us liked. She was curled up next to me, her head on my shoulders, staring up at me with her large, pleading eyes.


“Yeah…” I sighed. She waited patiently for me to begin. 


“What do you want to know?” I asked.


“What are you? Why don’t you eat?” she started with.


“I do eat; I just don’t eat the same thing as you do. I don’t need human food to survive though I can eat it.” I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. “The thing is…I’m 97% human and 3% vampire bat…I survive off of blood.”


My little flower went still as she heard this. I felt her raise her head to stare at me. I forced myself to open my eyes and meet her gaze.


“What?” she asked confused. “How did they find that out?” 


“I…I need to tell you something…” my voice faltered and I stared at my hands clasped in my lap.


“When I was first created I was three years old. You were the only other DNA combination there besides me. We were often locked in the same cage or room. I was the first one to give you name but I guess you forgot. We became the best of friends. We only had each other. 


Well, two months after my creation the whitecoats still had no idea what I ate. Even though I was starving, slower than a human I was still starving myself to death. Though I had no clue what I needed I knew I wanted a liquid. They tried everything but nothing worked. 


One day they brought you back from an experiment. Blood was dripping from several cuts all over your body. They threw you in the same cage as me as it was like some animal had taken over my body,” I felt my little flower stiffen as I paused. “Before I knew it I had attacked you. I bit your neck and started to suck down your blood as though I was a man dying of thirst... I couldn’t stop myself until it was nearly too late…when I could finally stop I looked down at you and…” I pulled in a shuddery breath as I remembered that day, how pale she had looked, how close she was to death. 


“And?” she prompted in a scared whispered. 


“You were so pale. It seemed like I had drained all the blood from your body. I started to cry for someone to come, for someone to save you. The whitecoats came a few moments later and saw you, so near to death, in my arms. They saw the blood on my face and the wounds on your neck.


And they were absolutely thrilled. They finally knew what I needed to survive. They took you, patched you up, and brought you back. When you first saw me you screamed for hours on end until you voice died. I was still covered in your blood. It stained my skin. My pale skin had been dyed red. I was horrified, scared, and lost yet I couldn’t saw sorry. I couldn’t cry or comfort you or anything else. All I could do was stare at me blood stained skin.


That night they came and erased your memory of me and I never saw you again. Two day later I tried to kill myself, and nearly succeeded too, but they found me and saved me. Every night since then I tried to kill myself until…until I saw you again. I knew if there was even a small chance I could apologize; tell you it was an accident…that was worth living for.” 


Star stared at me in shock. Her hand had flown to the two twin mark on her neck that she had believed where spider bites.


“They…erased my memory…?” she asked. I nodded, continuing to look down at my hands.


“How do you live now?” she asked. 


“They took a blood sample then made more of it. Though it’s artificial it still works pretty well…” I told her.


“When do you…eat…?” she asked. I wondered what her expression was but I couldn’t bring my eyes to meet hers.


“I don’t need to eat as often as humans…only once a week or so. I usually do so at night, when no one can see me…” my voice trailed off in shame. 


She fell silent. I bite my lip. 


“I’m sorry,” I murmured. 


She looked at me and smiled softly. “I know,” 

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