"What?!" oh dear I made father mad. Opps.
"Well father I am not going to accuse innocents for being a vampire or any creature without a proper trial and hard evidence" I was standing up for the poor people my father had killed and the ones he wanted me to commit that dreadful act upon aswell.
"You disobey your father?" I couldn't take it anymore so I stood up, flew to the door, picked my coat up, and left.
"On this one account father. I will not kill simply because of false accusations" I informed him.
"Do not return, you are no son of mine Carlisle" I closed the door and set off for anything to keep me from my troubled mind.
"Right proud I am of that man" I muttered sarcastically. "Killing innocents needlessly, what's the harm in that?" He makes me sick sometimes. I wandered the streets of London searching. If I find no creatures of myth tonight I will give up and never speak to my father again. Is this where my life is headed? Will I become like father? A murderer? Me? No, I will not allow it.
"Carlisle" I turned to find my friend Anthony coming towards me.
"Good morrow my friend" I greeted.
"Good day Carlisle. Why are you stumbling London's streets at this hour?" it had gone far beyond 10 pm by now.
"Banished" I replied simply.
"The good hearted Carlisle banished? Whatever for?"
"Speaking my mind"
"You'll get in far to much trouble one day my friend" He warned.
"I would rather be banished for speaking the truth then because I wrongly accused someone of being a monster" I told him.
"You have much more of your mother in you just because I see none of you father in you at all. Your heart is in the right place"
"Thank you, I truly hope so"
"I must go now, father wishes me home before the day draws to a close"
"Until we meet again, dear Anthony" I called as he hurried away in the direction of his home. I again set off down pointless alleys and pathways never finding a purpose for my stroll. I decided to see if anyone was indeed acting suspicious enough to make them an immortal of some kind. I was not quick to judge anyone of course because I refused to even believe such a thing was possible. I looked in dark corners and down winding streets. I came across a sewer and thought I saw movement from underneath. I gasped and looked closer. I saw a pair of beady red eyes staring back at me. I didn't stop to think I turned and sprinted back the way I had come. I would go back and tell father how sorry I was and that I have found one of them. A vampire. Here in London! My legs took me faster then ever and I arrived back at the house soon enough. I banged in the door with adrenaline fuming through me.
"Father, Father please I beg of you open the door! I have found one of them father. A vampire!"
"I thought you didn't believe me" I heard from the other side of the door.
"I didn't and I'm sorry I should have but please I need your help"
"no, you have betrayed me and for that you are no longer my son. Leave and never darken my doorway again" I was getting nowhere here. I just turned and flew down the road. I reached Anthony's house within mere minutes. I knocked and Anthony's Father came out.
"My dear Carlisle! What are you doing out at this hour of the night?"
"Good evening sir, I am deeply sorry for disturbing you but I was wishing to speak to Anthony, it's urgent" he gave a nod and went in to retrieve Anthony. Anthony came out and closed the door behind him.
"Carlisle, what has shaken you?" he asked as he took in my frightened stance.
"I'm so stupid Anthony, not believing father. I seen one, tonight, a vampire"
"Are you sure you are not taken ill my friend? What would your mother think if she saw you like this" he scolded.
"It's been 23 years since Mother died giving birth to me Anthony. I didn't even know her. I wouldn't know what she would have thought" I replied bitterly. "sorry but I really have seen a creature of the night and my father would not be swayed by my pleas"
"where did you find it?"
"in the sewer down there" I pointed in the rough direction of the sewer. He nodded and the open the door, stepped in and came back with a coat. He slid it on as he spoke
"well lets go get this beast then" he muttered.
"Thank you Anthony you really are a true friend" we started walking down the all to familiar pathways and alleys. Anthony grabbed a few more friends on the way down. We were at a mighty 4 now. Someone thought it funny to bring a pitchfork and torch. I gulped as I spotted the sewer just a few steps ahead of me. Oh god am I really going to do this?