Vampire Pet

*Kegan*

“Kill”

“Murder.”

“Thirst.”

“Hunger.”

“Blood.”

I tossed and turned on the small hay stack I used for a bed. A voice called out to me as I slept. It had already been six months since Ben had turned me, and Bronie was trying as hard as he could to help with the thirst and hunger for blood. My skin was no longer gray, but it was a cold pale pinkish-gray. And ever since I was turned I could hear that voice in my head telling me what to do- kill and drink. I wanted to ignore them and I did, but every time that Bronie brought Alex in to feed me, the demonic side of me took over and I lost it, digging my fangs into my pet’s flesh and ripping opening a new gash. There was a war inside my body that was waging and I wanted it to stop. But when I did sleep, I had a horrid nightmare.

I dreamt I was in a room that stretched out forever, inside were white walls and no windows or doors. What was to be the middle of the room, I saw two figures in black lying on the floor. As I got closer to them, I could smell blood, and I knew that one was already dead. The other one was growling as it feed off the flesh of the dead corpse. As I caught the smell of blood, I found that I was not hungry nor did me snarl and growl like I always did when I was feeding off Alex. I calmly walked over to the pair, hovering over them, my face went white and I wanted to scream but my voice was caught in my throat. For there, lying in a large pool of blood was Alex. His throat was ripped out and his organs scattered outside of his body. The creature squatting beside Alex’s dead body and was growling lowered as he devaluated one of Alex’s body parts. I stepped back as the creature got to his feet. Slowly he turned around and I was face to face with Alex’s killer.

“No,” I gasped out shacking my head. I couldn’t believe my eyes; it was like looking into a mirror “it can’t be.” I was staring at myself. I looked myself over and found that my face and hands where covered in blood. Fangs out and I hissed and snarled out with a crazy look in my eye.

“Care for a bite?” I asked myself and he offered me Alex’s heart, which was still beating in his hands. I slapped his hand away and ran in the opposite direction. It was like I was running in slow motion as the other me came up from behind and attacked me, knocking me to my feet. He pinned me down and started hitting me where ever he can; face, chest, and abs. I felt so defenseless as he threw one punch after another. He then started to scratch at my skin, making long deep cuts into my arms and chest.

“Give it up and surrender to the thirst.” he growled in my ear.

“Never.” he then raised his fist up to commence the final blow that would kill me, but I always manage to wake up before he could strike me.

I had that same dream ever since the first night I was turned. I though it was only a dream, but I woke up every time with fresh new cuts on my arms, chest and face. I knew what the dream wanted me to do, but I fought it and I will continue fighting till I will the battle that is ranging in me.


“Good evening.” I heard Bronie’s voice say calmly. I looked over my shoulder and saw him with a smirk on his face. “How are you feeling today?”

“Like shit.”

“You look like it too.” his smirk grew bigger. When I was first blooded, I might have lashed out at him, but I only growled and got off my hay bed, though I did have my episodes now and then.

Thanks to my friend here, I almost felt like my old self again, though he still didn’t trust me when it came time to feed. He handed me a goblet filled with blood and I took it from him and gulped it down. I had put so many gashes and holes in Alex’s skin that Bronie forbidden me to drink from him, so he had been giving me cups of Alex’s blood.

“Still thirsty?” he asked as I handed him back the cup.

I licked my lips, “a little, but I am fine for now.”

“Good to hear it.” he smiled and I smirked back.

“How’s Alex?” I asked. I haven’t seen him in two months and I missed seeing his smiling face, but after what I’ve done to him I think he will never forgive me and I will never see his smile again.

“He’s alright,” Bronie told me, “he’ still reading through the spell books, trying each one once to see if they are a traveling spell.” I sighed and shook my head, I hated the fact that Alex wanted to go back. I sat down agents the wall and placed my face in my hands. “he weeps a lot now. His mind says he wants to leave, but I knew that his heart is telling him to stay. He really loves you and wants you back, you know that right?”

“Yeah I do, but he can’t just yet. Do turned vampires have wars inside them?”

“What do you mean?” he asked, taking a seat on the floor and I began to explain the dream I’ve been having. “from what my father tells me, some turned vampires do-even so pure bloods have them too.”

“Did you?”

“I used to, but I defatted my inner demons a long time ago."

“Why do we have them?”

“Our original way of vampirism is to hunt, feed and kill. And each vampire must learn to control that urge, if not then we go on feeding and killing innocent people. When a vampire is turned he is re-born a savage and wild beast, they then must learn how to control it, if not then a vampire will end up in three ways: one, the vampire will give up to the thirst for blood being killed by the clan or by mortals. Two, they will die trying to fight their demons. Or three, they will succeed with their war and live with themselves, knowing that the war is over. Do you understand?”

I nodded. I knew that I had to defeat my demons or they will defeat me. In the end, one of us has to die. I sighed and ran my hands down my face, “can you bring Alex in here, please. I want to see him.”

Bronie looked at me for a moment, reading me and thinking it over. He then nodded and disappeared up the stairs. He came back ten minutes later with Alex hiding behind him like a scared child.

“Can you leave us Bronie?” I asked.

Alex clenched down on Bronie’s shirt and shook his head. Bronie then unclenched his hands and kissed him on the forehead. “I’ll be right up the stairs, if anything goes wrong, just call.” he kissed him again and left Alex with me. Once Bronie was gone, Alex stared at the ground as I stared at him. There was an eerie dead silence as we both stood there, not making any sounds. I finally broke the ice and spoke first.

“Hello, Alex.” I said. “how are you?”

“Fine.” he spat out, his gaze not leaving the floor.

“If you don’t mind, I want to try something with you.”

“What is it?”

“Come closer, so that your closer to the bars.” He looked up and I saw that his eyes where widen and he looked like he was going to yell out for Bronie. “please, just trust me.”

Alex didn’t move, he just stood there like a statue with his eyes glued to the floor. But after a moment, he started to come closer.

“Drink.”

“Kill.”

“Blood.”

“Surrender.”

I could hear the voice of my demons start to rise up again. In my mind, I told them to shut the fuck up, only to get my face slapped causing me to fall to the cell’s ground.

“Kegan!” Alex cried out and ran to the bars and knelt down. “are you alright?” he asked me, his arm stretched out touching my shoulder. My body trembled as I felt his touch, though I didn’t leap out and attack him. “Bronie!” Alex then called. I had taken hold of his wrist and stared up at him though my blood shot eye.

“I’m fine, my pet.” I told him, moving closer to the bars. Now it was Alex who was trembling in my grasp. “don’t be afraid,” I told him.

“Bronie!” Alex called again, this time louder then before. “Bron-” I silence him before he could call for the vampire again. I clamped my mouth over his and kissed him to shut him up. Alex tried to push me away, but I held onto him close to me as the bars allowed me to.

“Kegan.” Alex moaned though our closed kiss and surrendered to me, pulling his arms though the bars and hugging me. He opened but I quickly pulled away, I didn’t want to go that far yet. I wanted to build up our relationship again before anything else.

“Let’s just take it slow. I don’t want to hurt you again.” I then took hold of his arm and gently kissed his torn flesh, I scuffed, “I knew you still loved me.” I hiss when I backed away, I could feel Alex growing tense in my hands. I pressed my tongue over one of my fangs as pierced it so that blood oozed out and calm my thirst a bit. I quickly let go before any harm could come to Alex and called for Bronie.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, running towards us.

“Nothing. I am done talking with Alex, you can take him now.” Bronie nodded and started to pull Alex away.

“Wait, I want to stay.” Alex called, holding onto the cells bars.

Bronie looked at me to make the call. I though about it for a minute or two, I was going to say no but Bronie spoke out before I had the chance.

“Let him, it will do you some good, maybe even help you with your war.”

“War! What war?”

“It’s none of you bisnuess.” I told Alex. “Please get him out of here, before something bad happens.” I then turned my back away from them and went back to my hay bed. “I told you to get out.” I saw that Alex had not moved from his spot on the floor. He shook his head and sat crossed legged on the floor.

We stared at each other, eye to eye not saying a word. As we sat there in silence, the voice of my inner demons grew louder.

“Thirst.”

“Blood.”

“You know you want to.”

“Kill him.”

“Stop!” I yelled finally yelling out and placed my hands over my ears, thinking that would drown away the voices. “No! Stop!”

“Kegan!” I heard Alex cried out.

I shut my eyes and I was then back in the endless white room. Alex’s dead body was gone but demon, which was in form of myself, was standing in front of me. He smiled evilly and flashed his fangs. I glared at him and clenched my teeth, my fangs flashed as well.

“Come to die?” the demon said.

“Came to live.” I replied and took off running towards him. I wanted to defeat my demons and not have to worry about Alex getting hurt anymore. My demon just stood there as I ran towards him, his feet firmly planted and his arms cross with the same wide eyed tooth grin. “Die son of a bitch.” I yelled as I extended my arm aiming for his face. But I never hit my target; I was rushed back into the cell by a bucket of cold water thrown at my face.

“Kegan, are you alright?” Alex asked. He was standing over me with an empty bucket in his hands; Bronie was at the cell door which lay open. I wiped the water from my face and stood up.

“Bastured!” I yelled at him, back handing Alex across the face. I then stormed out of the dungeon cell. As I left the dungeon, I could hear Alex crying which soon turned into sobbing. I sighed once I got to the top of the staircase, I heaved a great sigh and slammed the door as I left, heading towards my bedroom. I slammed my bedroom door and went over towards my dresser dowers, pulling out the first dower; I quickly shifted though the pile of cloths. In a moment, I found what I was looking for and pulled out pair of old blue pants that I don’t ware anymore. Feeling though the pockets, I pulled out a torn piece of paper from one of the spell books that Alex was reading. I nodded and threw down the pants as I crossed but over to the bedroom door in a huff and opened it.

“Alex?” I said surprisingly. He was standing right in the doorway with his hand out ready to knock. His face was smuggled and I could tell he was holding back his tears. I didn’t know what to say to him, ‘sorry I slapped you, I have a war going on in my head that I want to defeat. Thank you for waking me?’ I then moved out of the way for him to enter and he stepped in a few feet before throwing his arms around my waist and sobbing into my chest.

“I’m sorry.” he sobbed, cleaning tighter to my waist. “Bronie told me what’s happening, I should have let you be.” he stared up at me as he said the last part; tears filled his eyes and ran down his cheeks. I wiped away his tears with the heel of my hand and gently kissed his forehead.

“I’m the one who should be sorry. You didn’t know.” I started stoking his head as he cried in my arms. As I stroked, my head started to pound and I saw my fingernails started to grow into sharp claws. I groaned as I forced back my demons, they where growing stronger with ever minute. “Stop!” I cried out, letting go of Alex and grabbed hold of my hand, clenching it into a tight fist and going back into my subconscious mind.

“Kegan, are you alright.” Alex asked, looking up at me. My face was lowered so he couldn’t see but I gasped out in pain. “Kegan!” Alex lunged for me, but I pushed him back, knocking him to the floor as I fell myself onto the bed behind me.

“Your master is dying.” I found myself saying to Alex in an eerie serpent like tone. It wasn’t me who was talking, but I was well aware of what was going on. “The fool that he is for trying to kill me. He knows that he’s too weak for that.” I then lift my head and I heard from within me Alex’s gasp of shock. I must have looked pretty scary for him.

“Come to me. I am your new master now.” the demon then say, he was now controlling my body and actions now as I laid chained down to the white room. I fought back with all that I could but with no prevail of escaping.

“No! Kegan is my master.” I heard Alex yell. “Ow!”

“Leave him alone!” I screamed, thrusting my body from side-to-side with such force.

“Shut up.” my demon said to me, tightening the chains around my wrists and ankles. Slowly I felt myself feel tired all of a sudden, m vision became blurry and the more I struggled the more it became. Alex’s screams and cries of horror where now but a distance cry in the dark now and soon, altogether I blacked out.


Alex’s dead corpse was back again, with the pool of blood forming around it. But my demon was no where to be seen. As well, I found that I was no longer chained but standing up but it wasn’t in the endless white room, but in the entrance hall of my abode. Touching the small round table that sat between the staircase and door, I found that it was real, even the flowers that sat in the middle were real. ‘so that means…’

I held my fingers towards my mouth and found that my lips were wet; I dropped my hand at eye level and saw red. “OH GOD NO!” I cried, running over to Alex’s body cradling it in my arms as I sobbed. “WHAT HAVE I DONE?” I sobbed, “please, you can’t be dead. Wake up…wake up.” I shook him, thinking that would bring him back but his limp soulless body shook in my arms. “NO!”

“Kegan,” I heard a voice say from the right of me. I looked up though my sobbing eyes and saw Bronie standing in the Dungeon doorway. “What have you done?” he asked horrified.

“I didn’t mean to, I just…”

“most vampires are killed within the first year of turning, I’m sad that you had to be one of them.” I heard another familiar voice say from the other side of the hall. I turned and saw Benjamin standing in the doorway of the library.

“Ben…master, please help me.” I reached out for him with one hand as I held my lifeless pet in the other

“There is no use saving him!” an unfamiliar voice boomed though the entrance hall. “he’s dead as a door nail.” I looked up towards the stairs and saw, leaning up against a pillar was my demon.

“You! You made me do this.” I growled gazing up at him, fangs flashed.

“Damn right I did, and that’s not all I did. Look to your left.” I didn’t want to look but I did any way.

“No!” I gasped.

“Yes.” there lying in the doorway of the dungeon was Bronie lying face down in a pool of his own blood. I shook my head thinking that this was impossible, I just saw him standing and talking to me a few moments ago. “Give it up. You’re whole life is gone.” he shouted as I picked up Alex and carried him over to Bronie’s body. I lean both of them against the wall and kissed Alex on the forehead, leaving a blood lipstick print where I kissed him. I quickly wiped it off.

“There’s no use of going on living is there?” I heard the demon whisper. I turned around and saw that he was no where near me. “your best friend is dead, as well as your love.” he was now leaning against the wall next to Alex’s and Bronie’s body. He let out an evil laugh and squatted down, taking a hold of Alex’s chin in his hands. “He was your world, wasn’t he?” he asked.

I clenched my hands making a tight fist and stared down at him. “Get your damn dirty hands off him you Bastured.” he ignored my words and slowly ran his free hand down Alex’s shirt, bringing his face down towards Alex’s lips and kissing him passionately. “I said get off!” I then lunged at him, throwing him towards the tile entrance, having it shatter as his body hit.

“Let the fun begin.” he said, sitting up and then disappearing from my sight with a blink of an eye. I stood ready, opening up all my scenes and trying to predict where he would attack first. I didn’t see the first attack coming, nor the second. They happen all so fast that I didn’t see where he was coming from.

“Show yourself!” I yelled, clenching my side from a freshly made gash that the demon made a few moments ago.

“Why?” his voice boomed over the walls of the entrance, another gash made this time on my cheek. “that would ruin the fun.” three more gashes-my arm, leg and the middle of my back. Each time he attack I didn’t see it coming, he would yell and scream in a kinds of directions that bounced off the entrance hall, confusing me as I turn this way and that. Few times I caught up with him, only to loose him afterwards.

“Stay still!” I finally shouted, getting fed up with him my body bleeding from ever possible limb of my body.

“Okay then. How this?” and I felt a hard thrust into my gut, knocking me onto the floor. He step on my chest and laughed. “surrender, there’s nothing else for you to do.”

I didn’t budge when he stepped on me; I just laid there as I ran his words though my head. And he was right there was nothing else I could do. Alex and Bronie are dead thanks to me, and without them, my life had stopped all together. Thanks to me, my love is dead. I felt my eyes start to fill up with tears.

“What, are you going to cry now?” he then straddled my stomach and brought his face closer to mine so that we where inches apart. “tears will do you no good. So what’s it going to be?”

I didn’t need to think about it, I knew what my choice was. So I stretched out my neck as far as it can go. “Good choice,” he said and brought his right hand up over his head, his fingernails increased in size. I closed my eyes and allowed him to end my life. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I waited for him to take my life. As I felt the demon’s body shift and his hand racing towards my throat, I could swear I could hear Alex’s voice call to me-

“Kegan…Kegan!”


(A/N: Oh god…oh the drama…oh the humanity!)