Hey you guys!

So, I thought the first chapter went quite well, so I decided to write a bit more. The updates will probably be uneven, and won't be very often, only when I find time after posting my "Falling Petals" chapters. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed the last chapter, and enjoy this one.

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Chapter 2: The Awakening

A face interrupted the blackness behind my eyes. Such a beautiful face. It was a male. He had wavy, golden hair that glistened brightly, even under the darkness of the night. His skin was unbelievably pale, almost white, and his complexion was smooth and even, unblemished, although his face and arms were covered in crescent-shaped scars. His lips were a lovely shade of red, and his teeth were white, sharp and glistening, as he sunk them deep into a man's neck. What was he? His eyes fluttered open as he finished draining the man's blood, letting the lifeless body flop to the ground, and using his tongue to lick away the stray drop of blood that was running down his mouth. His eyes were a bright ruby red colour, shocking me. How... Why were his eyes that colour? It wasn't even possible. It was entirely unnatural. He was... he was a vampire.

I opened my eyes slowly, the light flooding through my eyelids, an ache in my throat, and the smell of smoke invading my senses. But this smoke was different. It smelled somehow...sweeter than usual smoke. How odd...

I sat up quickly, trying to detect where the smoke was coming from. I flipped myself up and on to my feet, only to stop in wonder as I landed perfectly and gracefully within less than a millisecond. I was sure I couldn't do that before... before... when was before? Maybe I could do that before. I had no clue, no recollection of a before. It was like everything had just been erased, wiped from my mind completely. Where was I? Who was I? Why was there smoke? When is it?

I took in my surroundings slowly. There was no one here, just me in this silent room.

There was a pile of ash on the floor near the door, sending up waves of smoke, and particles of ash into the air. How could I even see the particles? I just could. The room was small, and dark, although it was light enough for my eyes so that I could see everything in clear detail. There was a dead, decaying rat in the corner, the fur matted with dust, and mud, sending off foul odours in the room. There was also a cracked bowl in the corner, filled with water that was a dirty brown colour. The room itself was very small, and if I tried, I would be able to touch opposite sides of the room at the same time. The door lay on the floor, the metal bend and twisted with a brute force. Who did that? Who had the power to do that? It was suddenly terrifying. If someone had the power to rip a metal door off its hinges, then someone had the power to kill me, easily.

I couldn't hear anything, just the gentle swoosh of the air moving, and the faint sound of uneven thudding nearby. The thudding... it had a certain...draw to it. I felt that if I found the source of the thudding, I would be rewarded with something... what though?

I skipped across the floor quickly, surprised once again at how lithe and graceful I was. I reached the metal door, and stopped short when I saw the reflection.

My skin was pale, like the beautiful man in my vision was. My facial features were sharp, but not severe. I was...pretty. My lips were curved with a strange emotion, and were dark red, with a cupid's bow. My... my eyes! They were the same as the man in my vision, except maybe darker. A bright crimson red colour. What did that mean? What was I? A vampire, as the man? Or something else? I let it go for a second, and decided to survey the rest of myself.

My face was grimy, coated in dirt from the room, and ash. There must have been a big fire in the room, then. I gasped when I reached my hair. It... It was so short! How could I have let this happen? I was sure that it wasn't me who cut it, as I didn't like it one bit. It needed a good wash, and to be brushed if it was ever going to look any good. I would have to do that when I got out of here.

My figure was short, and very slim, like a child. I was wearing a tattered dress that had been well-worn, and no shoes. The floor was rough, but somehow I could not feel it with my feet. The floor should have hurt my feet, however, it did not.

I came to the conclusion that I must be a vampire, considering that my eyes were now blatantly red, and my feet were not hurting. And the fact that I was so graceful. This did not bother me. I had felt a connection to the man in my vision, and was determined to search him out. I knew we were meant to be together. I knew it. Although he was killing someone when I saw him, I sensed some good in him, like he didn't want to be doing it. He was a good person, or vampire, deep down. If he was a vampire, then there couldn't be anything wrong with vampires. In fact, I would be proud to be a vampire, when I actually figured out who I was.

I left the door on the ground, and went in search of the close thudding noises, knowing now that they would probably be my next meal. I didn't relish the thought of killing someone, but I knew it had to be done. I had to survive. I needed to find the man in my vision, wherever he was.

For now, all I needed to find was the... blood, I suppose. I shuddered at the thought. Ewww! Blood! I couldn't imagine myself trying to drink blood, but I guess it couldn't be too bad. I was a vampire, right? I couldn't be disgusted by the thought of drinking blood.

I didn't have to follow my ears far, for there were about six or seven doors in this corridor, containing thudding noises behind doors, so I was in luck that there were so many people to satisfy my thirst.

I moved further into the hallway, and was struck by just how... delicious the blood smelt. It was like... like nothing I've ever smelt before. Like a dehydrated man finding water. I needed to satiate my thirst, now. There was nothing that could stop me. I was strong, invincible. The only thing that might ever stop me was my conscious, and I was too thirsty to let that happen. So, I ran to the closest door, ripping the door off its hinges and letting my instincts take control. That way, I wouldn't have to notice the way the man cowered in the corner away from me, scared of my strength, or how he suddenly became limp in my arms as I drained away his life force. I was using only my survival instincts to get me through this, even though the blood tasted like liquid heaven itself, I knew I'd never be able to look in the mirror again if I understood completely what I was doing.

I left his room, and went for the next room- for some reason, my thirst was not quenched. I felt like I could go on drinking forever. I drained the woman in that room, too. I was about to move on to the next chamber, when I noticed the sign outside her door. It must have been there so that people knew who she was, as there were so many people in this building, thriving with life, full of blood. She... she had a name, and a family, and maybe even some children. She was, I knew, separated from them, but still, I had taken her away from them. How could I live with myself? I checked the sign. Catherine Abbott. Catherine, although I don't know how, I remembered meant "pure". Just like her, then. Her name was fitting. I bet the woman was entirely innocent. Maybe I was a monster... No. I couldn't think like that. If I said that, then I was calling the blond man a monster as well. He wasn't. He was nice, at heart, I think. I hope so.

I decided that for now, I would stop drinking. I couldn't bring myself to feed. I had realised what it meant for the families of the victims, and that the victims were innocent. It was cruel to kill them.

Suddenly, in the middle of my mind rant, I realised something. If that lady... she had her name outside on her door... then I... I must have mine there as well... Maybe it would help me remember who I was.

I sprinted over to my door, desperate to find out who I was, only to my dismay, that the vampire who had ripped open the door had torn the paper until the writing was unrecognisable, and only the word "Alice" was visible.

Alice... it seemed strangely familiar to me. I couldn't recall ever hearing anyone call me by it, but it felt natural to call me Alice.

I looked at my reflection in the door again. My eyes were now as bright as the man in my vision after hunting. Was that how it worked? Your eyes changed colour after feeding? How strange. But I guess I couldn't really call that strange after finding out I was a vampire, and drinking blood. That was strange.

I certainly looked like an Alice. It seemed to fit my short hair and child's figure, like the name "Alice" was made for me.

I simply shrugged, and ran off before the scent of the sweet blood pulsing through the veins of innocent humans could affect me too much.

This place was like a maze, almost. Although dark, I could see perfectly, and was disgusted at the conditions of the building. People actually lived here? There were... dead bodies, just... lying around... everywhere. Someone, and I place my best bets on the vampire that was here before, had killed these people. I had never seen so many dead bodies, and to be honest, it scared me, deeply. I had to get out of here. Get out of the dark, cramped spaces of the building, escape from the blood and the bodies. I had to leave.

I fled out the doors, and gasped when I was plunged into sunlight, pooling my in warm, golden sun.

I... I was free.

Hey there, everyone. I hope you liked it!

So, Alice doesn't know who she is, what she is (particularly) or where she is. That's why she asks a lot of questions :)

The next chapter is when she goes to settle down for a bit. She still needs to work out where Jasper is, after all.

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Lots of love,

Deany-Bob101