C1 Revelation

“Not another day of torment,” I thought as I lay awake on my back staring blankly at the ruined ceiling, I sighed and hauled to my feet wearily.

The image staring back at me was an eyesore, not that I had intentions of recreating the picture of a soigné look I had in my head all night but to get rid of the haphazard mess that stood unfazed before me in the mirror was a shot I was willing to take.

“Someone will have to clean this up,” I said when my eyes met with the broken pieces of mirror on the floor, I picked a piece up and looked into it.

I noticed the bags that had formed under my eyes, my lashes were longer and would have been mesmerizingly beautiful if I had ever taken my time to groom them,

I poked at the bump on my left cheek, “tsssk..that hurt.” I hissed as I retracted my finger slowly feeling the squishy substance between my fingers, I studied it indifferently before flicking.

walking lazily toward the bathroom I let the piece of glass fall to the floor making it shatter into a few more pieces.

The water was cold as the atmosphere outside, I stood frozen, head bowed as I let the water wash its way down my skin, this was the only form of relaxation I knew and in time my body had grown accustomed to staying under the shower for hours.

The shower knob made squeaky noises as I turned it anticlockwise, I took my towel, wrapped it around, and made for my closet.

“Much better.”, I said as I stood before the mirror, not fancy enough but at least I don't look like a low-budget Halloween costume,

My wardrobe wasn't the kind you would describe as fashionable, Aunt veke does the shopping for everything including clothes, so I have to wear what she provides.

“Ugh, what a mess.” I groaned because I had so much cleaning to do, wait I don't have to clean, I'll just use the necklace. I turned around and searched, “Not on the bed”, “Not in my nest”, “Not under the bed?!”, it couldn't have gone missing, I'm sure I saw it yesterday.

“Ugh, now I have to clean and look for the necklace afterward.”

I grimaced at the thought that I'd been getting myself into so many tasks lately and putting up with Aunt like was the last thing on my mind so I bent and started picking up the pieces carefully so as not to hurt myself with them.

I finished in time for dinner, after taking one look around I drew in a satisfactory breath and headed for the dining, hopefully, the chocolate bouquet I had envisaged would substitute for whatever meal awaited me downstairs.

“I can't please, let Gehal go instead, I still have stitches to do,” I shouted from the corridor hoping that they heard.

“Phew” I heaved, the excuse to get away didn't seem logical to me either but I didn't want anyone to notice that my hair color had changed from its brown state to a deep Black color and furs were beginning to cover my skin.

I dashed into my room, shutting the doors loudly behind me, I dropped onto my bed and buried my face in my pillow.

I wasn't crying this time, not that I decided not to. I had cried Several times earlier today and my eyes were swollen and almost falling out of their socket.

A loud sigh escaped from my mouth and my hand that had already grown extremely long spikes within seconds found its way to my disheveled hair as I let myself be drifted into a world of nothingness.

My eyes opened to darkness and cricket noises in the distance, my throat was sore and whimpering from the dryness, I stood up to get water, lazily slipped into my bunny flops, and headed for the fridge.

“So many yummies, tsk tsk.” I thought as I bowled over the numerous delicacies I didn't know existed in the fridge

“ugh” I frowned at the thought. “Weren't we supposed to be on a diet?.” I thought to myself and a wide grin formed on my cheeks, it vanished the moment it appeared and I stared blankly before grabbing a bottle of water.

I took a sip, put the lid back on, and took the half-empty bottle to my room.

The night breeze was cool and soothed my nerves, it made swooshing sounds as it met with the trees.

The sky was almost empty, it was dark and silent except for the distant noises that kept growing louder, as I looked through my window at the outside world with my resting drowsily on my rested arm and drinking absent-mindedly with the other hand.

I noticed that the spikes on my hands were gone and my skin was smooth again, I felt a bit relieved being back to my former self.

I didn't know which was older, Aunt veke's house or the abandoned mortuary behind the house,

“Whatever.”, I thought as I gulped down the bottle of water, the house was probably the older cause. Why would anyone want to buy a house with a cemetery behind it, aunt veke was no sane person, she wouldn't even mind sleeping next to a coffin. Well, I wouldn't mind too. haha.

The tick-tock sounds from our antique wall clock were getting louder as the night grew darker, the life I envisioned was not as easy as I thought, as I grew older the probability of my dreams coming true continued to dwindle and I could feel reality's harsh face staring at me with a wicked smirk.

Ever since that afternoon aunt veke and I returned from the doctor's office with the results held feebly between my hands, staring at them blankly I knew I would have to grow accustomed to the feelings I get towards people, strong love, strong hate, lustful desires.

I never even mentioned the voices in my head to the doctor because the voices told me not to, they controlled every area of my life, and I couldn't go against them because I AM THEM. and THEM IN ME.

The voices, yes, them, it took effort not

to shout back at them or hit on things.

I didn't know whether to let them control my affairs or fight back, I just remained in my cocooned State.

“Go, yes…, Yesss…, take her...I want... her..we want… her...”

“No! Are you crazy?! That's my relative, I can't take her, what will Gehal think when she finds out she's dead? You guys have got to be kidding, you think I would eat veke?.No..no,you can't do this!!”

The voices in my head were commanding me to take a life but not just anybody's, they wanted me to take Aunt veke's life,

I had imagined they would start demanding a soul and I couldn't fight against it even if it was Aunt veke's they wanted.

My eyes turned red with anger and lust toward her, my blood went ice cold and I could feel the strands of hair on my spine already standing.

I wished she would turn away and leave but she still sat there and rocked her chair gently, I started to trod towards her.

.“Yesss...go for her…”

“No no please I could do something more reprobate, I .....could ...Uhm... I could besmirch her reputation instead, She's got something big coming up from the National orientation.”

I pleaded with the voices in my head. She turned her head and faced me with a puzzled look.

“Hey sweetie what's wrong with your eyes, were you playing with fire again?!”

Her demeanor changed, and grabbing for her torch, the voices were becoming deafening as I clutched my neck and advanced towards her slowly,

The temperature condition in the room grew colder and I could feel my pulse building up and my heart thumped faster and faster.

I winced in pain as my canine elongated leisurely, the flesh around my fingers had begun to pierce open and I could see its insides, my veins were visible as my pale skin had become Pellucid, and I lost my reflection to the darkness encompassing us,

“r..run.”

I tried to warn her to escape as they were now more demanding on the floor before me, she stood up and rushed at me as I coughed up more and more blood, clutching tightly at my throat.

The excruciating pain I was feeling made me drop to my knees as I couldn't stomach it anymore.

I tried to swallow then I realized...my canines were growing backward and had gotten to my throat, my body began to tremble as my clothes got ripped off from my body leaving me with scars and openings I didn't know came from.

“What was happening? Was it the necklace?”

The next thing I heard was a loud blast like an explosion. A blurred

Vision of Aunt Veke trying to shake me awake as she sprinkled some strange substance on my face was the last thing I saw as I gave into the forces of syncope that overpowered me.