Kissed by an Angel

I can feel the hunger pains growing, at least that what it feels like. My body needs and it demands, I am trapped in this hell wanting release from it but never have I been able to find a cure. I am known to many has a demon, a predator, well I guess I can be both. But most people just call me a vampire. I am nothing like all the Hollywood drama's. The movie stereotypes are mostly false. Our kind is mistaken with a true demon that is tormenting someone.

I guess I should start at the beginning and explain how I came to be. You maybe familiar with the stories of the angels coming to earth and creating nephilim. Well these fallen angels did not just seduce single women, they often raped or seduced married woman, leaving their offspring behind. Well this happen to my wife at the time. She was washing at the river Nile and was  raped. Me being the protective husband I am, I confronted the Fallen Angel.

I remember his face like it was yesterday…….

I tracked him down, armed only with a knife, calling him out. Gaap was his name and he was beautiful, he did not have to rape anyone but he was the type to take what he wanted. At the time I did not realize what I was up against. I slapped him across the face, he did not cry out in pain but he smiled at me. He then slammed me in a wall that was a good twenty feet away. No man should be able to do that, and with a speed that was not humanly possible, he was there at my side, picking me up with just one hand. That is when I seen the fangs and the hungry look in his eyes. Then his wings spread, before this he had them well concealed, I knew that he was a fallen angel. Gaap wings did not look that like the wings of the other fallen angels. His looked more like a leather, more like the wings you would find on a bat. They were black as night and hide us from view has he sucked my soul out.

Gaap was a not just a fallen angel but he was cursed, making his wings black and making him lust for woman and crave blood, because he was a soul-less creator, just has he has made me. That night he sucked out almost every drop of my blood with most of my soul. And as my punishment he made me drink his blood, giving me the gift of his curse. I live in this hell from day to day, trying and searching for a cure, I have tried to starve myself but I do not need food to survive. Really I have tried everything that you could think of, stake through that heart, won’t cause a scratch. Silver bullets, bounce off like rubber. Holy water, I could shower in it for a month with no effect. I can even heal from being beheaded, even though that is not a easy task, it can and has been done. Almost like a lizard and its tail, my head grows back. You see, I have a theory, I do not have enough of a soul to die. By the way my name is Eamon I have been kissed by an Angel and, now I am a vampire, I prey on you not just for your blood but your soul.

To be continued…………