The Godsend Backfire: The Beginning by Harold Straugh (best e reader for academics TXT) 📗

“Do you have any potatoes?”

“I think everybody has those,” she chuckled.

I remained there for hours, just soaking in the beauty, eating buckies, they were almost as addicting as potatoes.  Soon, Noemi got up and started walking away, “Where are you going? I asked.

“You may not be afraid of the night, but I am,” she said and walked away.

I watched the sunset, then headed back to where the cement building was at, a church, I guess I could call it, a waste of space if you ask me.  I wasn’t even halfway there when I encountered our first vampire there, he was stand-offish from the get-go.  He sniffed the air and then looked at me.

“You smell different, but I also smell Derium, his blood is upon you,” he said and circled around me.

“Derium was my brother, his blood flows in me now.”

“You killed my maker?” he hissed and swiped at the air in front of me.

“No, he’s not dead, just suffering!”

He swiped at me again, this time I caught his hand pulling him towards me, then tossed him over me and slammed him on the ground.  He was weak for being a vampire, but he was resilient.  He was up quickly and hit me, but his hit had half the power of Derium’s, so I just shrugged it off and hit him in chest. He skidded back a few feet and looked at me.

I learned a few fighting skills over the years, by watching other people fight. My favorite at the time was the headbutt-leg sweep combo. Which, when he came after me again, is what he got. He got a headbutt and a leg sweep, his fang broke off on my forehead then I sent him crashing to the ground.  I wasted no time drinking his blood.  I didn’t and don’t feed from them to live, I’m not reliant on their blood, just tastes good and energizes me.

I felt it get absorbed, I felt it start to fuel me, I moved a little quicker. I stomped the vampires head in as some of the townspeople looked about.  I dismembered him and tossed his body in a pile.

“They can be destroyed, grab up your pitchforks, your axes, whatever you need and fight with me.” I said

“Feher Demon why should we follow you? How do we know you won’t drain our blood?” one person asked.  He was wearing a hat of sorts, it was tight to his head, rounded and small upcurved, brim.

“I mean you no harm, if you don’t harm me.  These creatures are vile creatures and their blood is the only blood I want, both on my hands and in me.”

“If he was going to kill us, he would have already,” I heard Noemi speak.

“There are more at our place of worship,” another person spoke.

“Then lets go,” I said and they parted way for me to walk through.

They walked with axes, and pitchforks and I walked with my bloodied hands and blood-soaked white clothes.  Even after a hundred years I still wore white.

We approached the “place of worship” and I noticed two vampires on the outside.  There was one, looking at me with lust in his eyes.  He had long, matted black hair, his skin paler than mine.  He had a very pointed nose, with a bump half way down it. He had very thin lips and beady red eyes.  He licked his blood-ridden lips then came at me.  He was quick, but I was quicker, I dodged his attack, by crouching down and caught him with an upper cut to the gut.  I grabbed onto the back of his head while he was up in the air and flipped him over on his back.  Dust swirled up from dirt floor he hit so hard.

The other villagers attacked the other vampire, once they learned they could hurt them in groups it was over.  They ransacked the place of worship that had more vampires inside, as I held my vampire down with my foot and watched in awe.  Blood splattered everywhere I looked, it was up on the walls, oozing out the door.

I kept my vampire alive so he could watch his friends get destroyed. I then tore the arms and legs off the one I was holding, leaving his head and torso attached.  I wanted to make sure he watched all his other blood-sucking friends burn.

We made a huge pile of vampire’s parts, placing their heads in a circle around their body parts. I had that done in case they weren’t unconscious when the sun came up, they all could watch their bodies burn. My guy though, I kept back to view it all.  I placed a broken pitchfork shaft in the ground, then picked him up and impaled him halfway through his body.

“You can all go to sleep, I will wake you all for in the morning,” I said.

“What’s going to happen in the morning?” Noemi asked.

“You will see!” I said.

The crowd dispersed and watched as body parts moved about and I could hear snapping of teeth, some of them were still conscious, I smiled at this. My vampire said nothing, he would just hiss every now and then, I finally spoke to him.

“Your creator hissed at me too and then I took his head.”

“I wish you would take mine so I can die,” he said.

“Oh, you won’t die if I take your head, your vampires eyes must not be great because the others are still alive you daft, you will just suffer, like Derium is,” I laughed.

I got up and walked into the woods a little bit, finding some more Seabuckthorns. I snacked on them while I leaned up against a tree.  I thought of Mylicious and how in a hundred years, he had never gotten