Chapter 28: The Future
“Josie,” I said, “I want to show you something.”
“What do you want to show me?” she asked.
I showed her the potion bottles. She knew the potion, of course.
“How did you get that?”
“I didn’t get it today. I got it a few days ago.”
“I was going to say, I didn’t see you go in the classroom.”
“Do I need both bottles?” was her next question.
“Last time I had this, I was human,” she pointed out.
“So what?” I asked.
“It doesn’t matter?”
“No, it doesn’t. It only wouldn’t work on someone who’s already psychic – like me.”
“What would it do to you?”
“I don’t know, but it certainly wouldn’t do what it’s supposed to do. I do have more than just those two bottles, so we could see what that experiment would do.”
“You’re not serious?”
“Well, we could if you wanted to.”
“Maybe,” said Josie. “We’ll see after I’ve taken mine.”
“We’ll be waiting a while then. It doesn’t matter though. What matters when you’ve got all the time in the world?”
That was true. We had all the time in the world. We were never going to die.
I put the bottles on Josie’s bed.
“Take them when you’re ready,” I said simply.
“Do you like letting me inside your head, Zephyr?”
“Well, I’m in everyone else’s heads, so it’s only fair, isn’t it?”
“Fair enough. What do you want to show me anyway?”
“You’ll see,” I said. Oh, I was being mean! Not telling Josie what it was she’d be seeing. You couldn’t avoid some mystery being friends with me. It was simply impossible. I was a mysterious being. Josie didn’t find me as mysterious as she used to, now she’d got to know me, but I was still a little mysterious when I wanted to be. Only a little.
Josie sat down, unstoppered the bottles and drank the two bottles of the potion maybe a little too fast, but we’d soon see what happened after she’d seen all I could show her.
I was at Matt’s house. Josie had never been there in any way. I was playing a game with him. Matt was older than me now, about seventeen or eighteen. Josie was walking down a street nearby, talking to Zéphine.
“It’s Zephyr’s birthday soon, Josie,” said Josephine. “Next week, I think it is.”
“I know,” said Josie. “What are you getting him?”
“A new cloak. He’ll already know though, won’t he?”
“Yes, he will,” said Josie. “And he’ll already know I’m getting him a guitar.”
“Oh, he’ll love that,” said Zéphine.
“It’s your birthday in a month.”
“Yes, it is. Miserable old me getting older.”
Humph! Miserable old Zéphine! She’d only just be getting into adulthood! Something me and Josie would never do.
“Well, what do you want for your birthday?”
“Nothing,” she replied.
“Yeah,” she said.
“OK,” said Josie Zéphine was easy to please.
Josie smiled that playful smile of hers I loved.
A week or so later, we were at my parents’ house. Josie’d been here before, but it was in my past. There were balloons up and some of them said eighteen.
“Happy birthday!” they all said to me.
“Four years now,” Josie said. “Fourteen again!”
“Yeah, they all know we’re not ageing, but they’re pretending otherwise.”
“Don’t you want to pretend, or do you want to be fourteen again?”
“Let’s pretend I’m eighteen and we’ll pretend you’re seventeen as well.”
We both laughed. This was three years in the future.
Next we were at school. We were in the older class as well – again, it was a pretence. No, wait, it wasn’t school, it was an Academy-Zero. Yikes, however had we got to such an advanced place?! Still, vampires were a doddle. It was the other things that were hard.
“Describe in as much detail as possible, stating sources used for research, the process of transformation from human to vampire,” were the exact words in one of the questions on a test paper on vampires we’d been given. There would be no sources of research stated – we could write this just from experience.
“Well,” I asked Josie, “how have you answered that one?”
She didn’t need to read her answer to me, but she did so anyway. She was hoping reading it out loud might make it make some sort of sense to her.
“A vampire produces venom in their salivary glands in their mouths, which coats the vampire’s teeth – or fangs. It is fairly superfluous as transformation is its sole use, therefore meaning a vampire may never use it. Like other cells, venom contains DNA.
The process of transformation is initiated by a vampire biting a human. When this happens, vampire venom is injected into the human’s bloodstream, slowly burning the human’s blood cells and changing the human’s DNA. It is not just unpleasant, in fact, that is a serious understatement. It is extremely painful for the human. The pain gets progressively worse as the process goes on, often meaning the human is unable to move and pinned down wherever the vampire has chosen to turn or change them. The pain only decreases when the process is almost over, ceasing completely when it is over. About halfway through the slow process, the human’s skin should be paling and lowering in temperature. A little later on, the human’s eyes should be turning red and their teeth should be sharpening. Once these things have happened, the process ends soon afterwards. The process typically lasts between two and five days, depending on several other factors: how many times the vampire bites the human and therefore how much venom enters the bloodstream, where the human is bitten as the closer it is to the heart, the sooner it is over, and how tall or short the human is, although there are cases of it lasting either shorter or longer periods of time.
Also, as well as producing the visual vampire features, vampire venom creates a physical bond between the human and the vampire turning them once it is in the human’s blood. This bond often means vampire and human stay together as friends, or a romantic item depending on their previous relationship. These relationships can be changed or unchanged.
The vampire transforming the human is known as a sire. There is no name given for the human.
The personality of the sire, their relationship with the human and the circumstances they are in all have an effect on the human’s experience during transformation.
Given the painful and slow nature of vampire venom, transformation can be used as a method of torture by evil vampires. In the worst cases, the human, in this case, labelled the victim, is bitten only once or twice and left in agony. This is dragged out the most and it is, thankfully, rare for such sadistic, brutal and unfeeling vampires to exist. Revenge is often sought following transformation of this cruel nature.
At best, the human only feels the vampire’s initial bites and is unaware they are being turned. This case is only possible if the vampire hypnotises the human by making eye contact with them and staring at them. This numbs all the pain of the venom and can make the human sleep or knock them out. For the human to feel nothing at all, the vampire would need to exert a lot of energy into using this power, which would eventually exhaust him or her. It is good if a vampire hunts – or feeds – one or two days before the transformation is planned, the human knows what to expect, the vampire bites the human a lot, the human is friends with the vampire, the human is in a familiar, comfortable place and the vampire uses hypnosis as much as they can without exhausting themselves. However, it is bad if the vampire is sadistic/evil and victimises the human, leaving them in unpleasant places, uses little or no hypnosis and deliberately drags out the process by biting the human only once.”
“Well, I think you’ve got that exact there,” I told her.
“I’m surprised you didn’t mention me or you though.”
“Am I allowed to?” she asked me.
“You can if you want. There’s nothing stopping you.”
Josie added two more paragraphs to her essay.
“Worst case scenario – Kat and Zephyr Daniels. Kat and Zephyr met at school and were boyfriend and girlfriend, or so everyone thought. Like most of the boys in his year, Zephyr had fallen madly in love with Kat, whose beauty was known throughout the village Zephyr used to live in. Kat posed as his girlfriend, making him one of her victims. Shortly after his fourteenth birthday, Kat took Zephyr to her house and knocked him to the floor in her bedroom. There, she bit Zephyr only twice and left him, ending their relationship. Zephyr killed Kat with my help over a year and a half after his transformation due to Kat’s being crafty as a fox and having a higher than average survival instinct, allowing her to move through places quickly, making her difficult to catch.
Good scenario: Zephyr Daniels and Josienne Hawkes. I met Zephyr at school, and on discovering his vampiric nature, initially feared him, though we soon became friends later on. Zephyr turned me so I could help him find and destroy Kat. Zephyr bit me many times, had me lying on my bed for the entirety of the process and used hypnosis, meaning there were seldom moments where I felt anything. Zephyr hunted shortly beforehand, returning the day of my transformation. Zephyr never left my side during the process, which lasted only a day and we have remained best friends ever since, although Zephyr is now in love with me.”
Next, Josie was in a classroom, singing to a teacher. It was at a college, I think. She was pretending to be eighteen. The teacher was listening to Josie sing.
“Tenor,” he said. I could have told her as much, but it would have freaked her out royally, like it was doing now. Josie thought the teacher was CRAZY initially, but then concluded that he was right. Josie knew she had a low voice, but she never dreamed it was that low.
That was it. Done.
“How much of that do you actually think is going to happen?” Josie asked me.
“All of it,” I said.
Then I drank the two remaining bottles of potion because I was seriously daft. It only made me sleep. Josie slept as well. It was due to some of the stuff in it.
When we woke up, I shook myself and got up. Josie just sat and gazed around the room.
“Come on, let’s go and stretch our wings for a bit.”
“Alright,” she said, and we turned into bats and flew off. We stopped and turned back into vampires a few streets away from our destination.
When we got there, it wasn’t until Josienne saw the silhouettes of two people in the sitting room, watching TV, by the look of it, behind the curtains that she realised where I’d just taken her.