The Fire Within Mar 19, 2012 13:45:54 GMT -4
Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2012 13:45:54 GMT -4
Retrace XX - Blood-stained Alice. 02/13/20×× - 11:14 PM
What is a vampyre, exactly?
Today I met one, another vampyre.. a woman named Alice. I've always been confused as to what a vampyre is, or even what they're about. The very first one I met was T.J., and he seemed just like any other person, but his abilities were far beyond anything I would have ever expected of a human being. No.. they're not human, they're something else. Maybe like, perhaps, superhuman? I've seen what they can do, and they're just the same as the overminds. Well.. to a point, anyway.
They live and breathe just like us. They can get tired just like us. They look just like us. They speak and act just like us. They bleed just like us. So... what is it about them that sets them so different from the rest of humanity? Is it their abilities? Overminds have those too. Is it their need to feed on flesh to heal? Well.. humans can't do that, cannibalism was considered a crime once upon a time. So then.. is it their hearts? Do they have reasons to keep on living? Is that why they're able to come back from the dead and fight? Well, to turn from an overmind into a vampyre... to switch the sides of war for the sake of their own cause and feelings?
Here I thought vampyres didn't have hearts or feelings.
T.J. was nothing like Alice.. he was colder, but.. he still cared. Maybe it was the military background he had that made him that way? Who knows. All I know, is that Alice is the one who saved my life.
A routine afternoon looting, until I found her snatching up food in a walmart downtown. Can you imagine that? Her and I drew guns against one another, ready to kill, but... I didn't even want to harm her. I'm not like most people, I don't want to kill people to survive, I'd only run away or avoid conflicts if possible. So.. just before I could assist in the grocery shopping, we were swarmed with a horde that had caught onto our location, and just like that the walmart became a battleground. Luckily there were a lot of things to use as weapons, otherwise we would have stood not a chance in hell.
Near the end of the horde Alice was injured, swarmed, being eaten alive. She told me to run, but something about that situation struck a cord with me. It brought up something awful, a bad memory and a bad state of mind that I thought I'd forgotten long ago. It reminded me of so many people dying before my eyes, who I was helpless to aid and I couldn't save anyone. My best friend died by my own hands because I was too weak to save her from her fate. It my fault that she was being mauled, and if I ran that wouldn't have made me any better of a person then, even if I had just put a bullet in her head myself.
Instead, I broke down. I went nuts, I lost control. Those lessers were taken down, Alice recovered and we fought back the masses as quickly as we could manage. Afterward, I had grabbed my things and ran for it; somehow I couldn't face Alice after that. I left the store empty-handed and upset from my own rampage. I felt so bad... I still feel bad even as I'm writing this.
Alice, wherever you are now, thank you for saving my life. I hope we can meet again, only under less dire circumstances.
This counter got me to wondering about vampyres. What they really are, why they do what they do. What if one day I should become one? How would I? Is it just like those old movies where you get bitten and you change? Nah.. I doubt it's like any kind of horror movie. No.. this world is a horror movie all it's own. The cast are fighting for their lives against the undead, with the super-powered overminds and vampyres in the mix to tip the balance of power between heaven and hell. Too bad I don't have a video camera, because this would make one hell of a movie. Maybe one day this war will end? Humanity will survive, and we can all go on to live normal lives again? I doubt it.. but what if they made documentaries on what really happened? Heh, I suppose that would make everything I did in this "war" far more important, wouldn't it?
I suppose hoping that the world will return to normal is the best way to continue living. Everyone has to have a reason for living on, for fighting to survive. But... What if you're like me? What if you have no reason?
What is there worth fighting for?