Letters to Romeo

Most of the hunters sat on one side while reluctantly accepting treatment from the vampire nurses who came to help them.

"I cannot believe that we are sitting here instead of fighting the vampires," whispered one of the hunter women with an evident look of disbelief on her face. "We should just take this opportunity of catching them off guard and attack them," she suggested.

"No," came the firm words from another hunter. "We already gave our word that we would help, and didn't you just see what happened a few minutes ago? The creature will kill us, and the vampires... something is wrong with these vampires."

"Did you see the fire and the electricity?" came the shocked voice of another hunter. "Who would have thought that the vampires will upgrade themselves like we upgrade our weapons," the man clicked his tongue in distaste.

"But I still urge that we take them by surprise," whispered the woman who had spoken earlier. "We cannot let the vampires dominate us. At the end of the day, these vampires will try to make us submit to them."

Someone clicked their tongue, "Tsk, do you really think you will be able to defeat them?"

The hunters turned to look at Simon, who had not changed his appearance even once, but some of the hunters had already come to find out that he was not a hunter but a vampire.

"Get away from here, Simon. You traitor!" one of the hunters cursed him.

But Simon only smiled at them, "Actually this part of the land is mine. Legally at least. You should go back to your homes and forget what happened here, than waste your time, trying to think of a way to kill the vampires in here."

The boy who had troubled Melanie in the past came right at Simon, holding a hidden stake in his hand. But before the human could stab the vampire, Simon stepped to the side and with one smooth movement, he twisted the human's arm.

"AHHHH!!!"

"Let go of his hand!" shouted another hunter.

"You fucking assho—" started the boy, "AHH!"

"Tch, so fragile. I can tell what a person will do and when. So don't try to think that you can beat me with your silly tricks. You get to live a few days more, so go celebrate it and leave us at peace," stated Simon, twisting the human's arm a little more before letting go of his hand. "Leave this place."

The hunters glared at the vampire, not liking the way he was ordering them. But they were exhausted, and after witnessing the abilities of the vampires first-hand, they decided not to attack them. Not today, at least.

Simon went to where Melanie was. She stood next to a tree leaning her body against it, watching her parents. He said, "Scared or angry to talk to them?"

Melanie turned startled, and she turned to look at him. She offered him a smile, "I think both. I don't know how to feel..."

"Why does it feel like you know how to feel but you are scared to be a bad daughter," remarked Simon, and Melanie wondered how he knew what to say exactly.

"I have always been their good daughter. Listening to everything they have asked me to do, at least by their knowledge. How did you manage… Being bad in your family's eyes..." Simon took a step closer to Melanie.

He raised his hand to wipe the little drop of blood that was on her face. He then said, "I guess I got used to it. But you don't have to."

Simon didn't like what Melanie's parents had done to her earlier this evening. Tying her in the basement and recklessly leaving her in a room of vampires who could have easily fed on her if he and Conner hadn't appeared there on time.

And as much as he despised his family for the way they had treated him, he knew Melanie didn't share the same sentiments. She had been loved and cared for all this while, and what her parents did had shocked her.

He said, "Maybe it is a blessing that your mother has been bit by a vampire. Just like I hoped one of them would get bitten. I know they will be my in-laws, but I cannot help but be happy about it."

A smile cracked upon Melanie's lips, and she whispered, "I feel the same as you."

"I know," chuckled Simon. "And your feelings are valid."

"But once they get their hands on the cure, they will be back to the way things were a few hours ago," replied Melanie, her eyes lowering and a sadness came to marr her features.

"Who is getting your mother's conditions back?" questioned Simon, raising his eyebrows.

"Mr. Evans has gone to get them the cure, hasn't he?" asked Melanie. It was the sole reason why her parents had convinced the other hunters that they shouldn't fight with every vampire in here, and just the selective ones. "There he is," she jerked her head to the front.

Mr. Evans was stopped by Luciano to speak about something before he made his way toward her parents. Mr. and Mrs. Davis looked relieved at the sight of the vampire, who carried a glass test tube in his hand.

"Here it is as I gave my word," stated Mr. Evans, and Mr. Davis quickly took the glass.

Both Mr. and Mrs. Davis were glad that they finally got the cure and they could turn Mrs. Davis to her human self. Mr. Davis said, "I was doubtful if you would keep your word."

"You know being a vampire isn't that bad, and there are many perks. You could also enroll yourself in Veteris if you want to learn more about vampires and also learn how to live without causing anyone harm," came the polite words from Mr. Evans.

But Mrs. Davis was against the idea of being a vampire. She despised the very existence of the vampires, and once this was done, she would take her husband as well as her daughter from here. Far away from the vampires.

The woman grabbed the test tube from her husband, pulling the cork from the top of it, she gulped down the red liquid until the very last drop. Mr. Davis frowned on seeing the redness on his wife's lips, and it took a while for Mrs. Davis to realize what she had gulped down just a second ago.

Horror struck the woman's face, and she stuttered, "W-what was that?!"

The counselor of Veteris offered them his sincerest smile as he said, "That was blood, of course. What else would a vampire need in such dire condition?" He looked at the couple with a quizzical expression on his face.

Mrs. Davis looked torn, her expression between anger and hunger. She crushed the test tube in her hand and glared at Mr. Evans, "H-how dare you! Where is the reverting potion?!"

"Well about that, you see vampire and human kind haven't found a cure yet," replied Mr. Evans, and Simon clicked his tongue, before murmuring 'I knew this was going to happen.' "I was hoping as you are so adversely knowledgeable when it comes to making interesting liquids, maybe you could help us find the cure?"

Mrs. Davis fell on her knees, her body changing and weak right now because of her transformation. She couldn't believe that she had turned into a vampire!