The corpses of the members of my family were on the floor, except my mother's, which was in another room.

I feeded myself as much as i could. And then i layed on the floor, avoiding the view of their remains.

It was still day outside. I could have gone out and end it all.

But since i'm writing this right now, it means i didn't.

Why ?

I have yet not discovered the answer to that.

Perhaps it was fear. Or perhaps it was something else.

I closed my eyes.

Shortly after, i succumbed in the world of dreams. Dreams are usually forgotten quickly, but there are some that stick with you.

Either a blissful dream. Either a horrendous nightmare.

And mine was the second variant. And i remember it all too well.

I have seen them. My family. I was still on the floor, surrounded by them.

Or rather... Their remains that were somehow animated now. They whispered incomprehensible words, looking straight at me.

My father and Escanor got closer, and so i understood the words.

"You've became a monster." Father said.

"And you have consumed our blood." Escanor continued.

"We will remain with you forever." They both said, with an unsettling tone.

I did not know what to understand from that.

I remained silent with a lot of mixed emotions.

"What about me, Krysta ?" The voice of my mother said, as the other two figures disappeared and were replaced by her.

Absolute silence.

"I cannot..." My tired voice, replying.

"Why not, dear ?" She asked.

Then she appeared behind me, whispering:

"Are you full ?"

That question hurt, even if it was so trivial.

It was because of the fact that i still regreted that i ingested blood.

"You wouldn't leave me rot away now, would you ?" Her voice was resonating in my head. ''Take me with you.''

"I..." Started my reply, but was quickly interrupted by a sound.

And i woke up, still in the same spot, accompanied by the haunting, familiar residue.

But that was not the problem now.

I slowly got up and walked towards a window. Night has come.

My eyes were surprised by a small number of men in suits that were standing and talking, looking at the house.

They seemed to have badges on their chests, resembling the mark of my family: A pentagram ( Resembling a star and the human body ). So they were employees, obviously.

But what was i gonna do if they found me alive, covered with a bit of blood, red eyes and sharp teeth and the rest of my family dead ?

I was not sure if they knew about the existence of vampires, but i needed to hide nonetheless.

I looked around for a good spot.

I also wanted to listen to their reactions and find out what they were planning.

The most logical explanation would have been that they noticed the people that Escanor called for the ''corpse'' of that monster were not coming back.

But my father was always stressed that anyone could try searching for the safe with all of our money, even though only him and mother knew the spot

Escanor taught me about the value of money quite recently, so i knew i needed it all if i wanted to continue living... If i wanted to continue living...

So, after i had something in mind, i quickly rushed there. It was the small storing space near the kitchen.

I completely forgot there were also knives there, but it was too late to change location, so i slowly positioned myself, avoiding them, even though pain is not something i perceive anymore.

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The sound of the door was heard, quickly followed by footsteps, and then gasps.

''What in the world ?!'' A voice exclaimed, obviously of one of the men.

''It's mister Estella and the family's butler !'' Another one pointed out.

''We noticed that...'' The third, different voice stated. ''But where's miss Estella and the child... ?''

Then a little bit of silence.

''Let's search the house !'' The suggestion arised. ''Maybe they are in other rooms...''

That stressed me a bit. I was not sure what to do if they found me. ''Perhaps act dead ?'' I thought at the moment.

''I found her !'' Hearing that quickly snapped me out of my thinking state. The men got together to report.

''It was miss Estella. She is dead'' That still kinda hurt hearing it. ''But not as decomposed as the other two.''

''What about the child ?''

''We could still look for her...''

''Or we could not.'' One of the men that has not spoken before has expressed his thoughts.

That was a surprise even for me.

''The child either is dead or kidnapped by the murderer.'' He continued.

I could not really determine his movements except walking or running, since that was heard.

''You're just jumping to conclusions now.'' Another man opposed his declaration.

''Let me finish !'' He shouted. That startled me, but that also silenced the others. ''I'm sure we are all familiar with the myth of Estella's treasure.''

''We will NOT steal from our employers !''

''Our employers are dead.''

''That does not give us any right to commit such an act...''

The group was split in half by different opinions.

Some agreed with the ill willed man, while others expressed only disgust about that ''plan''.

This whole argument eventually led to conflict. A fight.

They were using lanterns, and as they didn't think to put them down before starting that fight, that drove to an even bigger disaster.

The lanterns smashed on the floor, unleashing the fire of the candles.

And so, it started spreading on the wooden floor.

I have realized all of that because of the sound and the smell that quickly appeared.

I suddenly got up, cutting myself in the knives, but i ignored that.

I got used to seeing blood, and since the pain was no longer there, it was nothing.

I left the small room and got into the kitchen.

My wounds were slowly generating, but blood was still pouring.

I thought about jumping through the window, but the yellings have stopped me.

I just stood there, listening.

But i could not let another tragedy to happen.

I admired the heroes from books, and i thought i could be the same.

And, of course, i could not let my home disappear.

So i swiftly turned around and went to the main hall, where the fire started.

The men were surrounded by flames, not noticing me.

I needed to somehow extinguish them.

I put my hand at my chin, and that is when i noticed some small spheres floating in front of me.

I did not have much time, but i realized that those spheres where, in fact, blood droplets.

Blood droplets that i controlled, unconsciously.

So a sudden thought hit me.

My wounds were healed now, but i looked behind, at the trail i've let.

I looked at it. An intense stare. And i somehow managed to get some more droplets from it to float.

But i needed more. A lot more.

The screams of the men did not motivate me that much, just made me enter in a more panicked state.

So i decided to do something stupid.

I raised my hand towards the blood and quickly run through the fire.

My clothes started burning and my skin was a bit disfigurated.

The humans looked at me, unable to recognize me now.

They had looks of fear on their faces.

Perhaps they thought i was ''Death'', coming for them.

But that was not the case.

The blood followed from behind, making contact with the fire of my clothes.

But since it was a lot of liquid, it did not coagulated suddenly, but it extinguished a bit of it. And THEN it coagulated.

However, as my instincts were stronger now, my powers obeyed.

And the blood got liquid again. And i used the blood to extinguish the fire around. And it coagulated again, and then liquid.

This process repeated a lot, as the fire disappeared.

My wounds started healing again.

The people have already fainted because of the smoke.