The Vampire Henry by Walker Michael S

Author:Walker, Michael S. [Walker, Michael S.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: Vampires
Published: 2018-04-06T04:00:00+00:00

When she woke up, she was a vampire. And she was on the road, headed west with Charles Robinson Serling. That had been two months ago. Another blur in her life.

Serling had been ready to drain her, give her the death she secretly desired. But something had stayed his hand. With her high cheekbones and red hair, she reminded him very much of the only woman he had ever really loved when he was human. Some cooper’s daughter in the village where he was born. That had been over two hundred years before. He told her that he had turned five or six people in his time as a vampire. He wasn’t very forthcoming as to what had happened to those other vampires and Sara hadn’t asked.

Over time, as they sped westward, she became afraid of Charles Robinson Serling.

The first night she was a vampire, he taught her how to kill. The savagery with which he brought down their prey, some unlucky frat guy they picked up in a bar, shocked and repulsed her. He had almost torn off the poor guy’s neck to get to the blood, and then when she had demurred from drinking at first, he had grabbed her head and pulled her down to the gushing wound, until she had had little choice. He was like that always when he killed. The façade of gentlemanly manners, all his erudition would suddenly vanish, and there would be a beast attacking, tearing. Granted, that was what vampires did, and when she wanted to feed she did. But she could still empathize with other human beings. Still feel compassion for them.

Serling had been a vampire for so long he had forgotten how to do that. He was a sociopath really--a shell filled with nothing but hunger. The idea of all the history he had seen in his long life fascinated Sara and she had tried, a few times, to get him to talk about himself in more detail. But he really had no nostalgia for the past at all. Everything in his life was geared toward the kill, the logistics of the kill, getting to the kill. He was an automaton. A shadow whose whole life had been burned away by the fires of time. A zombie more than a vampire.

And Sara still wanted things other than blood. Conversation. Music. Friendship. Love. She wasn’t exactly sure what ghost, what spark had made Charles Robinson Serling turn her into a vampire--some last connection to the human race. But whatever it was had quickly vanished.

And Sara found that being a vampire, having the power of a vampire, did not finally free her from her bouts of depression. Being a vampire even exacerbated the times when she was down. She was dead. Her heart no longer beat inside her chest. It was what she had longed for. But she was no closer to being with her parents then when she had been alive. Worse. She would never ever see them again. She

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