I have an idea for a story.
I don't think anyone else has written about it before.
Its about Vampys that work for the the Government.
Like secret agents. No stealy my idear!!!!!!! scream
I don't think anyone else has written about it before.
Its about Vampys that work for the the Government.
Like secret agents. No stealy my idear!!!!!!! scream
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Manhattan, New York Hour 1 2:10am
It seemed to happen all at once. I was bound at the wrists and ankles and thrown into a black, important looking, government van. When you see those types of things on movies you expect the people taking you to be rough. Quick and rough. But these people, they were gentle. They made me feel like I was floating around in a dream. A dream where you are taken away from civilization because you know too much. A dream where you study something for your whole life. Where you discover something that you shouldn't and that life work is washed straight down the drain.
I started to feel very tired and nauseated. They must have drugged me with some kind of needle because I kept feeling a sharp jab in my side. My thigh felt aflame and fat tears started to roll down my cheek onto my taped mouth. My vision started to cloud and when I could almost see no more I saw a white flash of teeth lower to my neck. I started to drift off to sleep when I felt a sharp but pleasurable pain in the hollow of my neck. I drifted off into a deep slumber. Comatose in its state.
I started to feel very tired and nauseated. They must have drugged me with some kind of needle because I kept feeling a sharp jab in my side. My thigh felt aflame and fat tears started to roll down my cheek onto my taped mouth. My vision started to cloud and when I could almost see no more I saw a white flash of teeth lower to my neck. I started to drift off to sleep when I felt a sharp but pleasurable pain in the hollow of my neck. I drifted off into a deep slumber. Comatose in its state.
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Uknown Location Hour 2 Unknown Time
I woke up in a room covered in padding. I couldn't move my limbs. Oh great, a straight jacket. I opened my eyes wider and tried to look around the room. I could see others in this place, they were immobile just as I was. I couldn't tell their gender for they all had masks on over their heads. Why was I the only one that didn't have a bag on? This is when I glanced up and saw the reason. A man was standing over me with my mask in his hand. He was looking down at me with a sweet smile and joyful eyes. "Hello,how are you feeling?", he said. I was startled at what I saw when he spoke. He had two sharp points on his upper canine teeth. So, my life work was right. The second human race was real. An actual Vampire, how fascinating. He was waiting for me to answer his question but I couldn't stop staring at his flawless features. He had the face of an angel but they would think that to be ridiculus since they are thought to be condemned to a cursed life. Wouldn't they? This certain one seemed to be cheery and layed back. Not the type that's damned to hell. This required more research, but that could wait since I still hadn't answered his question.
"I feel like I was just thrown into the back of a van and drugged.", a reasonable answer, I thought. He didn't seem amused. Quite the opposite actually. His smile was gone and his eyes sent a cold chill down my back. I realized that his eyes were a nice green color before, but they quickly turned a stoney black.
"How do you remember that?" he asked me. I contemplated this for a second. Was I supposed to have forgotten?
"I'm sorry. I really don't know.", I answered. This is when I realized he had vanished.
I heard an intercom come on and say, "Patient 1 remembers. Tag and change her." I started to get frantic. What the hell was going on? I felt a sharp pain in my thigh and realized I had been drugged, again. I started to drift into sleep.
"I feel like I was just thrown into the back of a van and drugged.", a reasonable answer, I thought. He didn't seem amused. Quite the opposite actually. His smile was gone and his eyes sent a cold chill down my back. I realized that his eyes were a nice green color before, but they quickly turned a stoney black.
"How do you remember that?" he asked me. I contemplated this for a second. Was I supposed to have forgotten?
"I'm sorry. I really don't know.", I answered. This is when I realized he had vanished.
I heard an intercom come on and say, "Patient 1 remembers. Tag and change her." I started to get frantic. What the hell was going on? I felt a sharp pain in my thigh and realized I had been drugged, again. I started to drift into sleep.
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Unknown Location Hour 3 Unknown Time
I could feel things around me. Their cold hands gripping my wrists and lifting me onto an observation table. I started to wake up. I fluttered my eyes but still couldn't open them. I decided to wait. I could hear someone putting gloves on and then their touch on my face. They seemed to be examining my features. They turned my head from side to side and then opened my mouth. They touched my teeth and the inside of my gums. This part tickled and I couldn't help to let out a little giggle. It must have taken who ever was examining me by surprise. They gasped and seemed to back away, for I heard footsteps walking backward. I could finally open my eyes so I sat up and looked around. A woman with hair as red as blood with yellow running through it was staring at me. She wore Gucci glasses and her hair in an up-do. Two curls came down on either side of her face, one yellow, and one red. Her face was striking. She was looking at me with a startled look on her face. This is when I noticed I was completely nude under the thin, white sheet that covered me. I blushed and and quietly layed back down. The woman giggled at me. "Well you're awake a little too early. No matter, I'll just go on with the procedure. I am just examining you to see if you're the right material. No pain needed." She gave me a reasuring smile and that's when it hit me.
"Right material for what?"
She looked me in the eyes then and asked, " Your the kidnapped one, aren't you?" It sounded more like a statement but it was definately a question since she had that curious look in her eyes.
"Yes, unless being drugged and taken to some unfamiliar place isn't being kidnapped." Her face took on an eerie, childish look. Why do these things always get weird when I mention being kidnapped?
"It's time to have some fun.", she said. This comment scared me a bit.
"Wh-What do you mean?", I stuttered. This didn't seem to be going the way I expected. Although, what was going on the way I expected anymore anyways?
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sorry we had to work out of these grammar books the first 3 MONTHS OF SCHOOL. and my brain is totally overloaded now.
other than that, i like it.
you have skills.
more than i do.
LoL
im serious.