Chapter 4
Name: Dan Velstrok Age: 18
Race: Hybrid Level: 3
Titles: The Original (First of your kind) Alpha (Leader of your pack)
Stats: Hp(Health): 500 Stm(Stamina): 60 St(Strenght)r: 40 Int(Intelligence): 35 Agi(Agility): 48 Chrm(Charm): 20
Free Stat points: 2
Reading the information before me, I couldn’t help but want to brag. My stats were high, especially for my level. I knew that it wasn’t just do to me being a Hybrid, it was due to my two titles. They each had their own effects that helped me out.
The Original doubled my stats I had at the start. Alpha made me my own man allowing me to create my own pack. It also gave me a certain about of Charm points as well.
I checked my log, and it allowed me to see my past level ups as well as any encounters I had. Like my encounter with Kimberly and those two males. It recorded information about Kimberly, her looks, age anything I knew a long time ago. As for those two males, it only recorded their looks and current status.
The log also showed me my level ups with the stats I gained etc. Just having the log was helpful. If I recall, back in video games you had a log as well. But after a certain amount of time, or if you logged out the log erased any information you gained. This log didn’t. I could separate information by time, date, location etc.
I did a little digging of my own and found out that good old Sterling Heights was now home to Vampires. Crazy isn’t it? Who would expect that after five hundred years Vampires would be here.
I wonder how this all started, because I don’t ever recall Vampires running the town. Heck, even the Mayor could barely run this town.
Meh, I would continue feeding you information, but I don’t anyone would want to listen to that.
As I continued my way down the alley way, I watched as Kimberly went into a back door. I guess I should feel sorry for her. What would happen when she tells my sister I returned, and that she lead me right to her. Ah, I wonder how my sister would react.
If she was a bitch five hundred years ago, she should be a super one now. Glad she doesn’t have to live any longer.
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I creeped into the building. The inside was definitely better than the outside. I walked up the stairs following Kimberly’s smell. Every person had their own unique smell, and Kimberly’s smelt like vanilla pudding for some reason.
I was on guard because I felt that this was too strange. There were no guards at the back door. There was no one inside the building. It made me question if I was walking into a trap. Yet my curiosity got the better of me and I continued to go forward.
I was strong. No one could stop me.
Following her scent I was lead into a room. I found Kimberly talking to a young woman with blond hair and golden eyes. The air she was emitting was deathly. She spotted me the moment I walked inside but showed no fear.
She had the same features as Kimberly. Therefore I knew she was a Vampire.
“Well, if it isn’t my dear sister who i’ve missed. You haven’t aged one bit, I wonder why?”
Kimberly turned around and the expression on her face was priceless. She knew that she had fucked up big time.
My sister clicked her tongue. “Dan, how did you come back from hell? I was sure I killed you. Your heart was beating in my hand when I ripped it from your chest. Care to explain your sudden… return?”
I laughed lightly at her. This was the moment I was waiting on, yet the other cast members were not here. My mother, father, and younger brother were still missing. I wondered where they went.
Don’t tell me they had a family fight and everyone went their own way. I would hate to track them all down just to kill them. That would… suck.
“No, not really. Speaking of hearts being ripped from chest…” I said as my body flashed.
“Dan no!” Kimberly cried out.
Too late Kimberly, she needs to die.
Right as Ashley was about to react, my hand pierced her chest. I had her heart in my hand. I could feel the beating of it. It went badump, badump, badump. I was expecting a little more resistance from Ashley, but I didn’t get any.
Enough. I yanked her heart from her chest like she did me so long ago.
Her body fell towards the ground.
Strangely I didn’t feel any happiness from ripping her heart out. The emotions I thought I would have when i killed her didn’t appear. Did she feel this same way when she killed me?
Too late for regrets now.
“Dan, what have you done? H-how could you rip her heart out? How could you kill your own sister?”
I dropped her heart on the floor. “I should be asking you how you could still be friends with her. After she killed her own brother. You take sides with this murderer? If I didn’t kill her, surely someone else would have.”
“Whats next, will you kill Nate? Your dad? Your mom? Me? Who else must die?” She questioned me.
“I know that they wronged me, but they didn’t kill me. And I don’t think I would feel any joy from killing them. Therefore, I think I will just torment them for the rest of their lives. That should be a fate much worse than death.” I told her honestly.
She slammed her hand on the table as it broke in two. “You don’t know anything Dan! It has been five hundred years! Five fucking hundred years! Do you even know what is going on here? In this town? In the world? Did you once stop your revenge on your family plan to stop and think that this world is strange? Did you not question anything? God damn, Dan, no wonder she killed you all those years ago.”