bleeding heart (on hold sos), strabberyshortcake2 [ebook reader online TXT] 📗

1. Before

I was a pretty normal girl up until my twelfth birthday. That’s when they came. The darks. They had dark hooded cloaks on. I was in my science class set 81b (top set for year eight) when our class room door swung open. Three people came into the room, a female with a pure red cloak and mask on and two men wearing black masks and cloaks. People started screaming and when the teacher couldn't calm everyone down the female pulled out a gun and told the class to "shut the hell up before I use it". Naturally the class shut up.
They split up, so the woman stood at the front of the class and the men stood at the back. Then one of the men started chanting under his breath and the worst pain I had ever experienced exploded in my head. I tried my best not to move or show any sign of the pain in my head, but I couldn't keep quiet for lung and a scream that I was sure people in Australia hear burst through my lips.
Crutching my head I fell to the floor in agony. I heard the chanting stop and slowly the pain left me. Gasping for breath I felt Jeremy's hand on my shoulder (Jeremy was my best friend in those days, the good days. he was always there for me, always when I needed him). I glanced up at him, but he looked wrong, he looked good, too good, and it scared me. His reaction to me was even worst though. He gasped and took several steps back. What was wrong? Why didn't he want to be near me, argh this was confusing.
I looked into his eyes and all I could see was fear. He was scared!! ! After about ten seconds of looking into his eyes everything went black then back again, no not back again I was looking at me! How? Was I could think.
Looking at myself I saw why Jeremy was scared, I was scared. I was paler than normal, my hair was curlier and it was the colour of fire and my eyes were a menacing red colour and were gazing straight into my eyes, no not my eyes, Jeremy's eyes. I was in his head. But that was impossible was all I could think. I was me and Jeremy was Jeremy.
Through Jeremy's eyes I saw one of the men come over to me and hit me hard across the face. Pain boiled in my cheek pulling me back into reality, MY reality. I started shaking. What had just happened? Jeremy staggered back, his breathing ragged.
"w-what was t-that," I staggered at the cloaked man behind me. Then I froze. Had I just said that? I was sure I had but that wasn't my voice. It was too bell like, like you could dance when you heard it.
"Hmm. powerful," he said ignoring me "we could use her couldn't we Jane?" Jane looked me up and down. "I'm not sure," she finally said "she looks a bit small." small!! ! I was the tallest in my year! A small growl escaped my lips. Jane looked at me like she amused. A chuckle came from behind me. Great now they were laughing at me. Anger suddenly pulsed through me and I felt it leave me but it was still in me. The wave of anger hit something and I heard a gasp from behind me and stood up and spun around. The cloaked person who had been behind me was pinned to the wall. I stood there staring at him. I was doing this. I could feel it. The other guy suddenly came in front of me and grabbed me by the throat. "What are you doing?" he snarled in my face. What was I doing? What was I doing? I didn't have the slightest clue what I was doing. Who did he think he was, talking to me like that? This made me angrier so I let the man who was pinned to the wall go, and focused my energy on the rude, tall man in front of me. He lost his hold on me and flew to the other side of the classroom, hitting the wall.
Crouching he started snarling at me. I snarled back. "Enough," a loud voice came from the front of the room. Jane. "come." for some reason I felt like I had to follow her order, so, slowly I followed her out of the class room with the two men close behind.
When they all got in a van I wasn't sure what to do so just stood looking at it for a while. "You coming or not," the man who had been rude to me earlier said. I bared my teeth at him and got in. oh my god. I had just bared my teeth at him, and earlier I was growling and snarling. What was happening? "Hey, get out of la la land and focus," Jane said snapping me into reality "I'm Jane and this it...."
"Ben," the rude one said "and..."
"Joe," the last one said "what's your name?"
"Charlotte," I said then quickly added "but everyone calls me Charlie. Who are you?"
"You ask too many questions. Now who wants Charlie?" Jane said. She was, apparently, the leader of the group.
"I do, I like red heads," Ben said snaking one hand around my waste pulling me closer to him and running two fingers down my cheek and neck. I was seriously uncomfortable. Small growls started escaping my lips as Ben's hand that was stroking me pulled my chin up so that he could brush his lips against my throat. "Ben. I not sure that's the best idea. Remember what happened last time you got the powerful one? We don't want that happening to her," Joe suddenly said seeing or hearing my discomfort. "I'll take her Jane if that's OK?" it looked like Jane was thinking about it, then; suddenly she started the engine of the van. "Yeah Joe your right. Ben you shouldn't have her yet. She’s too powerful. You can have her." a smile played on Joe's lips as he snagged his hand around my waist and pulled me closer. "Don’t worry about Ben. He likes to ... intimidate people. You get what I mean?" he whispered in my ear. I replied with only a nod of the head. “Good. Now sleep." as Joe said it I felt unconsciousness creep up on me and I was soon asleep.
When I woke up I wasn't in the van any more but in a bed. At first I could only hear silence but then I was aware of a figure next to me. The figure was breathing slowly in and out and their heart was beating in a slow rhythmic pattern. I would have thought they were asleep if I couldn't feel their hand stroking my hair.
I stopped breathing. I could hear their heartbeat? But that wasn't possible. "Are you awake yet?" Joe's voice cooed in my ear. Slowly I opened my eyes. I was in a very modern room. There were big white curtains and a huge modern sofa. "Where am I?" I asked ignoring his question. He chuckled. "You’re in your room," he replied from my left. "This isn't my room. My room's red and older than this," I answered back smugly, causing him to laugh again. That’s when I felt it. That same anger that had pulsed through me earlier.
Before I could use it Joe was suddenly on top of me with his hands either side of my face. I flinched under his touch and speed. "Calm down now," he said in a stern voice. "You can't attack anyone like you attacked Ben and me yesterday. If you do you will be in serious trouble. Do you understand?" I nodded as a reply. "Good!" he said then smiled and planted a kiss on my forehead "Now I sense you have more questions for me, but, before you ask I think I can do something that will answer most of them." at the same speed he had travelled to me a second ago he reached behind him and pulled out a small knife. Before I could stop him there was a deep gash in his hand.
My throat exploded. It was like someone had shoved a roasting hot iron down my throat and it hurt. My hands flew to my throat and Joe smiled. He was enjoying this! He moved closer (though I don't know how it was possible, he was already on top of me) and brought his bleeding hand to my lips. Then, without me consciously thinking about it my tongue glided over his wound. Then again and again. I started moaning. It was amazing. His blood was as sweet as nectar, and it soothed the burning. Then he starting pulling his hand away, but too soon, I wanted more. I bit him. Then i started to suck. It was like i needed this more than i needed to breathe!
Chuckling Joe held me down with one hand and pulled his other away and licked it and it just healed.
As the amazement of what had just happened wore of all I was left with was shock. What HAD just happened? Joe climbed off of me and lay at my side. "Your face is priceless." he said looking at me "now... time for questions."
I spent about three hours with Joe that night and however weird the answers he gave me I believed him. In that night I learnt that I had become a vampire and that the mind entering and the anger waves were two of my gifts, but only a few people got gifts and the most anyone had here was three. I was lucky. Apparently it was unusual to show signs of gifts so shortly after been changed let alone been able to use them.
Also, the place I was in was called A Vampires House, and it was basically a big college for vamp students age 10+. The average age for a vamp to die was at 550 years old (we aren’t actually immortal) and in this school we would be trained to kill bad vampires or track down clever human criminals that even the best human detectives couldn’t locate. Basically the school taught you to become an assassin! For the good. I also learnt that Joe had two powers. Firstly he could sense people’s emotions and feeling and charge them. That’s how I fell asleep in the car. The second was that he had heightened senses. He could hear further than anyone, see longer distances, smell things 4 miles away, was extra strong even taste poison in food or water.

2. Training

After Joe had left me for the night (which was now your day) I got dressed into my night cloths and had a wash. Finally looking at myself in the mirror I noticed how different I looked. My eyes were getting a slight brown tinge but my hair really did look like it was on fire. Even my lips were a deeper red than normal. My eyelashes were longer and my skin was as white as snow. I wouldn’t have recognised myself if I didn’t still have that annoying small scare above my right eye (not that you could see it too well now). I could never remember how i got that scar. When i asked mum she always changed the subject.
The bed was nice. It was big and modern like everything else