Chapter 1:The Transformation
Crystal Cove Outskirts, California 1845
Ashley Garland clutched her side in pain. The footsteps behind her were getting closer, and that meant whoever was making them was getting faster. She ducked behind a tree and heard the footsteps go by rapidly, but the thing or person that was making them was too fast for her to see. Ashley looked down the hill she was next to, and saw her hometown of Crystal Cove in the distance. She noticed it was already past sundown, and soon it would get to dark to see anything at all. She weighed her options. If she could make it down the hill, she would reach town quicker, but she also knew there was a path back the way she'd come that would take her back to town. She considered. If she took the hill, she'd be visible from the woods, but if she circled back, she might run into the thing that was chasing her. She thought another moment, and decided that it would probably be safer to turn around. Yet she had an overwhelming feeling of dread all the same, even though she knew it was her safest option. Ashley took a deep breath, and raced in the direction she came from. For about fifteen minutes, she heard no sign of anyone or anything following her. Then all of a sudden she heard the footsteps again. She realized whatever it was must have circled back around. She despratlely looked for a place to hide, then she spotted a cave barely visible in the side of a cliff. Ashley knew this was her best bet, as soon it would be too dark to see in front of her. She ducked inside the cave and heard the footsteps
fade away. She waited awhile, and realized it was too dark now to find her way home. She knew she'd have to spend the night in this cave, and return home in the morning. Just as she was about to find a spot to sleep, she noticed a light outside the cave. She knew this light came from a lantern. Maybe whoever was holding it came from the town to find her.
After all, her parents always worried sick about her going outside of town. Ashley called for help, and the light walked into the cave. She looked at who was carrying it. He looked about twenty, a year or two older than her, and she'd seen him around town, even though she didn't know his name, she'd seen him be friendly with the townspeople, and he'd even greeted her in passing. "Oh, hello." he said, spotting her. Ashley walked towards him. "Did my parents send you to find me?" she asked. He considered. "You're the Garland's daughter right?" he asked. She nodded. He thought breifly, then nodded back. "I'm Pike." he said. "Ashley." she said. Pike nodded. "It's pretty dark out." he muttered. Ashley nodded, then noticed his eyes had changed color from dark brown to pure black. "What's up with your eyes?" she asked. Pike ignored her, or so she thought, because then he turned to her. "I'll make it simple. I'm a vampire, my eyes get this way when I crave blood." he said. Ashley was in shock. "Vampires aren't real." she said. Pike shook his head. "They're real. I'm the last one though." he said. Before Ashley could respond, Pike tackled her to the ground, and sank his fangs into her neck.
Ashley awoke, her body filled with pain. She felt her neck, it was incredibly sore to the touch. She looked around, Pike it seemed, had left. She walked outside of the cave, and immediantly felt a burning sensation. She gasped in pain and retreated back to the darkness of the cave. She knew now, to her horror, Pike had been right, she was a vampire. She waited until nighttime, and returned home to find she wanted to drain everyone dry. Out of sheer panic, she left Crystal Cove and didn't return. Until a hundred and fifty years later. That is where this story begins