1: New York Minute
Choices.
We make them everyday, all day. Most of the time, the ones we do make are small and insignificant to our lives: what we wear, what we eat, which way we go to work, and the things we shop for. All are mundane and we hardly think twice when we make them.
With age, the amount of choices we make and the consequences of them are more severe than mommy and daddy grounding us: whether or not to take that hit from the joint, whether or not to drive home after one too many beers, whether or not to cheat on a test or a significant other, whether or not to race the guy in the next lane.
Most of us take for granted that we have the right to make such decisions. That when we go to sleep at night and wake the next day we will still have the ability and will still be ourselves.
Unfortunately, some of us wake and find that we no longer have those choices.
That someone made a choice for us, without asking, just did and we are meant to suffer the consequences.
One could argue that never aging, being so beautiful that movie stars would envy their looks; having impossibly fast speed and being strong are more helpful than a hinder. But, with everything in life, all these amazing things come with a hefty price that some may not be able to bear. While some people spend their lifetimes searching for the fountain of eternal youth, the rest of us want to grow old with a partner and reproduce-it’s human instinct to want these things.
But therein lies the difference-for you are no longer human.
You are a monster, an abomination that makes Dr. Frankenstein’s creation pale in comparison.
You no longer possess the human qualities you once had-sleeping, eating, (well like a human anyways) reproducing, aging. All are gone.
For good.
Until now.
It was once thought that once you were changed you were forever stuck that way. I, however, have found a way to save those that crave the normality of human life. Those that did not choose this and want to regain the ability to be normal again.
And so that is what I do: I travel from country to country, examining those that are amongst the creatures of the night and dark and I offer them the chance to convert back to what they once were: human. It has taken me many centuries to perfect this and now many people are just that again-people.
I do not charge for my services, to see these creatures turned back into simple humans, all smiles and gratitude is more than any amount of money. Of course not all welcome me and my gift with open arms, many a time I have been rejected and in severe cases driven out of the town I was in.
But if this is the life that those want, then to each his own.
To some, I am a blessing. To others, I am a curse. Either way, I shall continue my ways until I find every vampire that wants to be converted and I shall see that they are. Impossible is nothing and I will succeed with time and patience.
Currently I am headed for Forks, Washington. Not just to offer my services but to fulfill the promises of those that have served me faithfully. Promises I must keep.
Choices.
We make them everyday, all day. Most of the time, the ones we do make are small and insignificant to our lives: what we wear, what we eat, which way we go to work, and the things we shop for. All are mundane and we hardly think twice when we make them.
With age, the amount of choices we make and the consequences of them are more severe than mommy and daddy grounding us: whether or not to take that hit from the joint, whether or not to drive home after one too many beers, whether or not to cheat on a test or a significant other, whether or not to race the guy in the next lane.
Most of us take for granted that we have the right to make such decisions. That when we go to sleep at night and wake the next day we will still have the ability and will still be ourselves.
Unfortunately, some of us wake and find that we no longer have those choices.
That someone made a choice for us, without asking, just did and we are meant to suffer the consequences.
One could argue that never aging, being so beautiful that movie stars would envy their looks; having impossibly fast speed and being strong are more helpful than a hinder. But, with everything in life, all these amazing things come with a hefty price that some may not be able to bear. While some people spend their lifetimes searching for the fountain of eternal youth, the rest of us want to grow old with a partner and reproduce-it’s human instinct to want these things.
But therein lies the difference-for you are no longer human.
You are a monster, an abomination that makes Dr. Frankenstein’s creation pale in comparison.
You no longer possess the human qualities you once had-sleeping, eating, (well like a human anyways) reproducing, aging. All are gone.
For good.
Until now.
It was once thought that once you were changed you were forever stuck that way. I, however, have found a way to save those that crave the normality of human life. Those that did not choose this and want to regain the ability to be normal again.
And so that is what I do: I travel from country to country, examining those that are amongst the creatures of the night and dark and I offer them the chance to convert back to what they once were: human. It has taken me many centuries to perfect this and now many people are just that again-people.
I do not charge for my services, to see these creatures turned back into simple humans, all smiles and gratitude is more than any amount of money. Of course not all welcome me and my gift with open arms, many a time I have been rejected and in severe cases driven out of the town I was in.
But if this is the life that those want, then to each his own.
To some, I am a blessing. To others, I am a curse. Either way, I shall continue my ways until I find every vampire that wants to be converted and I shall see that they are. Impossible is nothing and I will succeed with time and patience.
Currently I am headed for Forks, Washington. Not just to offer my services but to fulfill the promises of those that have served me faithfully. Promises I must keep.
