The Accidental Vampire

Since Atlas had no place of his own to go to, he agreed to Lilith’s suggestions. That seemed to be the only valid suggestion at the moment, and it was definitely better than going to the Kingdom of Wolves. If it was a small town, they could stay there at peace, without worrying about it much.

Moreover, if it was a small town, even if Luna’s brother came, it wasn’t going to be easy for him to find them.

Atlas didn’t believe that he had a long time. Whatever time he had, he wanted to spend in peace, teaching Misella about her new powers. He wanted to spend his last few days at a place where he didn’t need to fight anyone, or kill anyone. He didn’t want to use his strength which only decreased his life.

As far as the war with the otherworlders was concerned, he decided to leave it on Castiel. He could only help in the planning, but more than that, he didn’t think he needed to get involved. Castiel was a more capable warrior after all.

Even though Atlas agreed to Lilith’s suggestion, he still asked others if there was another suggestion. Since he had already agreed to Lilith’s suggestion the others also agreed at the same time. There was no need to go back and forth about this small thing.

Walking through the town, Atlas once again walked past the place which used to be their house, as if giving Misella one last chance to decide.

Misella glanced in the direction of her home. It was the place where they spent their childhood. It was also a place that they had to abandon to protect themselves. The place had both good and bad memories.

At the entrance of the house, a man was lying on the floor as if he was unconscious. An empty beer bottle was lying near him, along with a walking stick.

After a brief glance in the man’s direction, Misella clenched her fist and started looking elsewhere. She didn’t want to see that man.

Atlas noticed Misella not doing anything to the man even now. It seemed as if she really didn’t want to kill him now. He let it be and led her back to the carriage.

After reaching the carriage, all of them entered inside. Lilith informed the carriage driver on where to take them, even showing him the map.

The driver memorized the man, and knew the way to lead them. The carriage started moving and left the small village, where Atlas had no reason to stay anymore.

The villagers didn’t know how special their village was, or just what mysterious treasure was lying under their village all these years. Even now, they were ignorant as to what was taken from their village.

The only thing that they were was that many outsiders were entering and leaving their village in recent months for some reason.

Even the old man who was drunk out of his senses didn’t know that his two kids were back inside the village and how close he was to them. At this point, the man was just wasting his life, waiting for his death.

“If I am a Vampire, does that mean I need to drink blood now?” It had only been half an hour since the Carriage started moving and Misella asked a question that just started plaguing her.

“That’s right,” Atlas nodded. “You will need to drink blood, at least once every month or so. Because you’re a Progenitor, you don’t need to drink daily, but yeah, you’ll have to drink.”

“Did you drink as well?” she asked Atlas.

Atlas gazed back at her before nodding. “Many times.”

“So we are the same as the ones who kept us hostage, feasting on the weak?” Misella asked. As soon as she heard about Atlas drinking blood, her first thought was that he drank the blood of a kid, just like the Vampires at the Castle used to drink.

She wondered if they really became the same monsters as them.

“We’re not the same as them,” Atlas responded. “We can never be the same as them. They kept innocent children hostage in their castle like slaves, feasting on them. But we aren’t the same. I don’t feast on humans… Only the ones who attack me. I’ve never drank the blood of a child.”

He further explained. “As a Progenitor, we don’t just have to drink the blood of a human. We can also feast on a Vampire, but it’s still better if you drink the blood of a human first to get accustomed to it. We can find an adult who is willing to give some of their blood in exchange for some money if you want?”

“What if I don’t drink?” Misella asked.

“There is no option. If you don’t drink, you’ll enter a phase known as the Bloodlust where you’ll lose your sanity. In that case, you’ll start attacking and feasting on innocents, even childrens won’t be safe. That’s why, it’s much better if you do it on your own.”

As Atlas tried to convince Misella about why she needed to drink blood, Lilith was smiling nearby, finding it amusing. It hadn’t been long since she was in Atlas’ place, trying to convince him.

It was really hard to convince him since he was so naive at the start. She believed that it was only now when she was going to learn just how hard it was for her and what she went through.

Atlas noticed that smug smile of Lilith. Through her expressions, he was able to read her mind, understanding what she was finding amusing. He only rolled his eyes in response before he continued trying to teach Lilith.

“Just think of it as a trade. You are buying something instead of forcing them to give it to you. And it’s out of their own will. It’s not in any way similar to what we went through. I’ll be there to help you through it!”