The Fight

I found out that only Hally and I had ever known the taste of human blood. She understood the pain that bursts my desiccated throat into flames every time I am thirsty. I got used to animal blood very easily. My eyes, which used to be a dull blue color, were now a vibrant turquoise. I became muscular, and my face appeared brighter. I had changed. I had become wiser and developed an impressive physique. My cheeks were not as chubby as before, as I had lost my baby fat at last. I grew taller by about few inches. Animal blood made me more aware of my surroundings; I developed more logic and started reasoning. But more than that, it got me ready for the upcoming fight. I was smarter than before; I learnt the art of fighting, and how to focus all my energy on an objective. I had become the perfect warrior. We would definitely beat the other clan, if they dared to fight us now. I used up most of my time training, and the spare time playing on the old grand piano at the back of the camp site. I was the only one who could play, and everyone said that my songs were beautiful. Suddenly that inevitable fight dawned upon us; I now spent all of my time training. The next day arrived; the day of the battle. There were more of us than them. This gave me a little courage. The fight started. I killed and devoured  a few of them - apparently, you can feed vampires, just like humans, or animals - and when the fight ended, we left one standing to run back to wherever he came from. We ran back, smug as ever. It wasn’t until we got to the camp, that I realized we were one short; David.

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