Well, as I was turned and took a look at myself for the first time, I was shocked. This red eyes in my foreign face... And all that things that were going on in my mind. To much to think about, to much space to fill with new knowledge. The thirst...And the great emptyness. I was sad, really sad. I had no idea how to deal with myself... I wanted to flee. flee from myself. I was really shocked...

What was your first reaction in your new life. You don't have to tell me, but it would be interesting.

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Thank you Jordan.


How did you "control" the thirst? Just will power, or was it something else? Also what became of your maker?
Jordan,

It, to the contrary, is something. You have proven to be a true friend to the Nosphoros. We watch out for our own. Given this creature has broke your heart, and thus this creature hurt you. It would be my pleasure, as I am sure you know I am quite capable of doing, to find and destroy this creature for you.

Jordan said:
It is no matter at all. Don't worry about it.

Scarlett Rombardi said:
I'm so sorry.

Jordan said:
For me, I don't believe that it would matter either way. I am accepting for both. I believe it would have been better if it had been a stranger, so that my heart would not have been broken later on.

Scarlett Rombardi said:
Would you have preferred to be bitten by him or someone you did not know?

Jordan said:
What is your question exactly?

Scarlett Rombardi said:
I can't decide if that was better or worse than the way I was changed.I'm sorry if this is an unwelcome question.I don't mean to pry.I'm just curious.

Jordan said:
D, I have decided to share my story. Even though I would rather not remember, if this knowledge can help future newborns then by all means I am most willing to share.

I was born on May 13, 1800. I was the oldest of six children, 4 boys and 1 other girl besides myself.
My mother was the late widow of my father, who had died the year I turned 13. We, fortunately, were left with a very large sum of money to us, and the house left to the eldest boy, who at the time had just turned 12 years of age.

My life was rather like what Jane Austen would write of. We were rather poor comapred to others, and with so many children to see off into the world, our dear mother was frantic about finding good husbands for me and my sister while trying to make all my brothers into proper gentlemen. As a result of that, my mother hired a maid to cook and clean so that she could further my education and make me accomplished as I was the first she would have the pleasure of finding a suitable match for. I learned to play the piano-forte, as it was called then, and also learned to sing, dance, and learned all the proper equiette. I was placed with the care of my siblings, to learn to care for children, and was never allowed to do anything that would interfere with my education.
By nature, I was a very calm, focused, and accepting child. That is why I was slow to recognize the romantic connection between my mother and our maid. Never in my life had I dreamed that my mother would be a lesbian. She had loved our father dearly, and to see her act the way she did to him with the maid was a sight to behold! But I was accepting of it. If It made my mother happy, than who was I to believe that how she was achieving it was wrong? My siblings remained ignorant to what was going on with our mother until our uncle came for us at midnight, demanding that we be removed from such an exmaple. Our poor mother bidded that we should go with him, for as she was now a public disgrace we should have a much better chance of getting husbands and what not with him. I was only 15 when I bid good-bye to my mother for the rest of my life.
Life with my uncle was not bad. There were many a young men and plenty of oppurtunties to be had. I even found the love of my life by the age of sixteen, though I could not marry till I was seventeen at the earliest. I shall not say his name out of respect, only that he was very handsome and also was to inherit a large sum of money. And this is where my happy life comes to its ending.
It was May 13, 1817, the day of my seventhteenth birthday. My uncle had thrown a grand ball for my honor, and what a delightful ball it was indeed. It was until my love decided to propse to me. The ball was over then and he was escorting me up to my room, with my uncle's premission. Just outside the doorway of my room is ehen he asked me, and being so in love, I accepted without any further thought. He pulled me in for what I thought was to be a kiss, and then the most horrible thing happened.
My blood began to boil underneath where he had bitten me on my lips. A fire raged through my body, engulfing me within its deadly flames. His grasp become like that of a boa constrictor's, and fire burned even hotter as he bit me along my neck, wrists, ankles, and other places which I cannot remember.
I cannot say how long I suffered like that. Every minute felt like a year to my failing mind. I wondered faintly if he was really a killer of the worst kind. I imagined what he was doing to me as I lay helplessly trying to fight off an unbeatable foe. I had never imagined that I was really becoming something else until the pain stopped, and I was finallly able to see the world through clear eyes.
I was a vampire, he had told me. I was a newborn, and that meant I was going to be very thirsty. This dull fire that raged in my throat still was going to be with me till the end of forever. And the worst part, I was going to have to drink blood to quench the thirst. I did not question what he told me, as my new skin, teeth, and thirst proved him to be true. I asked whether I could see my face, as I wanted to see something familiar that was truely me. He denied me that privilage, saying that until my thirst was under control and until I learned the ways of vegetarians, I was never to see my new face. He would often describe it for me, so I could have the satisfaction of knowing that I was really me and that I was not the murder who's red eyes haunted me as his had when I had been newly changed. He was surprised that I was able to catch on so quickly, and that I was able to control my thirst better than he, who had centuries of experience.
One night, as we were hunting, we passed a puddle that had yet to dry. That was the first time I ever saw my face. And I was not surprised, for I found it like he had repeatedly told me. I looked exactly as I had heard him describe so many times.
D, I hope this helps you and the others. I hope this is enough as well.
Jordan,

That was not my being nice. As I said we Nosphoros look out for our own. This is how we have survived for so long, in a world both human and vampire that would rather destroy us, than leave us as we do everyone else for the most part, in peace.

This is why my kind hate the Volturi so fiercely Jordan. Those pretenders running the Volturi know of us, and because of what we are, (unctrollable by them) they fear us, because of that, those pretenders, have issued standing orders to all their so called "enforcers". That those of my kind like the Lycanthropos, are to be killed on sight. No trial, no excuses, they are simply to exterminate us. See this is in part what I meant about "rebelling" I am breaking a big rule, by even being on this board, and revealing myself as Nosphoros to others. But I am tired, tired of the hiding, tired of always skulking in the shadows, skirting on the edges of civilization both Human and Vampire alike. Always gathering information we never use. We like all creatures deserve to exist, as nature made us to exist. Who are others to tell us no we do not? Plus I don't really fear much from the Volturi, their again so called "enforcers" would find their abilities rather wasted on one as old as I, so here I am. Thumbing my nose at them, and tradition. ;) It is my intention to bring about a world where Humans know of us as reality not just some scary myth, where we and they co-exist, in peace. Now that our kind know we can exist off the blood of animals, now that we know we can exist as "vegetarians" there is no reason for the humans to fear us, and no reason for us not to make ourselves known to them. There is much we can teach them, and much that we can learn from them. Hmph, seems I am breaking more than just one rule. Oops...bad Daidalos, bad Daidalos....

Jordan said:
You are quite nice with your offer, but I was foolish with loving him in the first place. I deserve what I got, and nothing more.

Daidalos Falvius said:
Jordan,

It, to the contrary, is something. You have proven to be a true friend to the Nosphoros. We watch out for our own. Given this creature has broke your heart, and thus this creature hurt you. It would be my pleasure, as I am sure you know I am quite capable of doing, to find and destroy this creature for you.

Jordan said:
It is no matter at all. Don't worry about it.

Scarlett Rombardi said:
I'm so sorry.

Jordan said:
For me, I don't believe that it would matter either way. I am accepting for both. I believe it would have been better if it had been a stranger, so that my heart would not have been broken later on.

Scarlett Rombardi said:
Would you have preferred to be bitten by him or someone you did not know?

Jordan said:
What is your question exactly?

Scarlett Rombardi said:
I can't decide if that was better or worse than the way I was changed.I'm sorry if this is an unwelcome question.I don't mean to pry.I'm just curious.

Jordan said:
D, I have decided to share my story. Even though I would rather not remember, if this knowledge can help future newborns then by all means I am most willing to share.

I was born on May 13, 1800. I was the oldest of six children, 4 boys and 1 other girl besides myself.
My mother was the late widow of my father, who had died the year I turned 13. We, fortunately, were left with a very large sum of money to us, and the house left to the eldest boy, who at the time had just turned 12 years of age.

My life was rather like what Jane Austen would write of. We were rather poor comapred to others, and with so many children to see off into the world, our dear mother was frantic about finding good husbands for me and my sister while trying to make all my brothers into proper gentlemen. As a result of that, my mother hired a maid to cook and clean so that she could further my education and make me accomplished as I was the first she would have the pleasure of finding a suitable match for. I learned to play the piano-forte, as it was called then, and also learned to sing, dance, and learned all the proper equiette. I was placed with the care of my siblings, to learn to care for children, and was never allowed to do anything that would interfere with my education.
By nature, I was a very calm, focused, and accepting child. That is why I was slow to recognize the romantic connection between my mother and our maid. Never in my life had I dreamed that my mother would be a lesbian. She had loved our father dearly, and to see her act the way she did to him with the maid was a sight to behold! But I was accepting of it. If It made my mother happy, than who was I to believe that how she was achieving it was wrong? My siblings remained ignorant to what was going on with our mother until our uncle came for us at midnight, demanding that we be removed from such an exmaple. Our poor mother bidded that we should go with him, for as she was now a public disgrace we should have a much better chance of getting husbands and what not with him. I was only 15 when I bid good-bye to my mother for the rest of my life.
Life with my uncle was not bad. There were many a young men and plenty of oppurtunties to be had. I even found the love of my life by the age of sixteen, though I could not marry till I was seventeen at the earliest. I shall not say his name out of respect, only that he was very handsome and also was to inherit a large sum of money. And this is where my happy life comes to its ending.
It was May 13, 1817, the day of my seventhteenth birthday. My uncle had thrown a grand ball for my honor, and what a delightful ball it was indeed. It was until my love decided to propse to me. The ball was over then and he was escorting me up to my room, with my uncle's premission. Just outside the doorway of my room is ehen he asked me, and being so in love, I accepted without any further thought. He pulled me in for what I thought was to be a kiss, and then the most horrible thing happened.
My blood began to boil underneath where he had bitten me on my lips. A fire raged through my body, engulfing me within its deadly flames. His grasp become like that of a boa constrictor's, and fire burned even hotter as he bit me along my neck, wrists, ankles, and other places which I cannot remember.
I cannot say how long I suffered like that. Every minute felt like a year to my failing mind. I wondered faintly if he was really a killer of the worst kind. I imagined what he was doing to me as I lay helplessly trying to fight off an unbeatable foe. I had never imagined that I was really becoming something else until the pain stopped, and I was finallly able to see the world through clear eyes.
I was a vampire, he had told me. I was a newborn, and that meant I was going to be very thirsty. This dull fire that raged in my throat still was going to be with me till the end of forever. And the worst part, I was going to have to drink blood to quench the thirst. I did not question what he told me, as my new skin, teeth, and thirst proved him to be true. I asked whether I could see my face, as I wanted to see something familiar that was truely me. He denied me that privilage, saying that until my thirst was under control and until I learned the ways of vegetarians, I was never to see my new face. He would often describe it for me, so I could have the satisfaction of knowing that I was really me and that I was not the murder who's red eyes haunted me as his had when I had been newly changed. He was surprised that I was able to catch on so quickly, and that I was able to control my thirst better than he, who had centuries of experience.
One night, as we were hunting, we passed a puddle that had yet to dry. That was the first time I ever saw my face. And I was not surprised, for I found it like he had repeatedly told me. I looked exactly as I had heard him describe so many times.
D, I hope this helps you and the others. I hope this is enough as well.
You're right.There are only the ones that don't see the value in themselves.Look deep inside yourself and see the good that is in all of us.Vampire,Nosphoros,Human.We all have goodness inside us.We just choose not to see it.

Jordan said:
D,
If this is any help or comfort at all, I see your side of things.
It offends me greatly that humans, and vampires alike, try to destroy differences without getting to know how me could benefit form each other. You see it many times in history. Why should we destroy what we fear, when we only fear it because it is different? That makes no sense to me whatsoever, and it never will. There are so many things we can do for each other, and yet we never take the time to see past all the difference to see all the beauty inside.

For example, why should gay people not be allowed to marry? If being with one of the same sex makes them both happy, then why should they be denied that happiness? You find gay couples in nature everywhere. It is only natural. Heck, ducks can be gay, and yet you don't see the rulers of the ducks saying they can't be together. (Yeah I know, crappy analogy, but I'm trying to make a point here.)

If I may say this, I am gald you are a rebel. I have gain much form knowing you. Not only knowledge I never knew existed, but a great friend as well. =) And you are not bad. There is no such thing as a bad person.



Daidalos Falvius said:
Jordan,

That was not my being nice. As I said we Nosphoros look out for our own. This is how we have survived for so long, in a world both human and vampire that would rather destroy us, than leave us as we do everyone else for the most part, in peace.

This is why my kind hate the Volturi so fiercely Jordan. Those pretenders running the Volturi know of us, and because of what we are, (unctrollable by them) they fear us, because of that, those pretenders, have issued standing orders to all their so called "enforcers". That those of my kind like the Lycanthropos, are to be killed on sight. No trial, no excuses, they are simply to exterminate us. See this is in part what I meant about "rebelling" I am breaking a big rule, by even being on this board, and revealing myself as Nosphoros to others. But I am tired, tired of the hiding, tired of always skulking in the shadows, skirting on the edges of civilization both Human and Vampire alike. Always gathering information we never use. We like all creatures deserve to exist, as nature made us to exist. Who are others to tell us no we do not? Plus I don't really fear much from the Volturi, their again so called "enforcers" would find their abilities rather wasted on one as old as I, so here I am. Thumbing my nose at them, and tradition. ;) It is my intention to bring about a world where Humans know of us as reality not just some scary myth, where we and they co-exist, in peace. Now that our kind know we can exist off the blood of animals, now that we know we can exist as "vegetarians" there is no reason for the humans to fear us, and no reason for us not to make ourselves known to them. There is much we can teach them, and much that we can learn from them. Hmph, seems I am breaking more than just one rule. Oops...bad Daidalos, bad Daidalos....

Jordan said:
You are quite nice with your offer, but I was foolish with loving him in the first place. I deserve what I got, and nothing more.

Daidalos Falvius said:
Jordan,

It, to the contrary, is something. You have proven to be a true friend to the Nosphoros. We watch out for our own. Given this creature has broke your heart, and thus this creature hurt you. It would be my pleasure, as I am sure you know I am quite capable of doing, to find and destroy this creature for you.

Jordan said:
It is no matter at all. Don't worry about it.

Scarlett Rombardi said:
I'm so sorry.

Jordan said:
For me, I don't believe that it would matter either way. I am accepting for both. I believe it would have been better if it had been a stranger, so that my heart would not have been broken later on.

Scarlett Rombardi said:
Would you have preferred to be bitten by him or someone you did not know?

Jordan said:
What is your question exactly?

Scarlett Rombardi said:
I can't decide if that was better or worse than the way I was changed.I'm sorry if this is an unwelcome question.I don't mean to pry.I'm just curious.

Jordan said:
D, I have decided to share my story. Even though I would rather not remember, if this knowledge can help future newborns then by all means I am most willing to share.

I was born on May 13, 1800. I was the oldest of six children, 4 boys and 1 other girl besides myself.
My mother was the late widow of my father, who had died the year I turned 13. We, fortunately, were left with a very large sum of money to us, and the house left to the eldest boy, who at the time had just turned 12 years of age.

My life was rather like what Jane Austen would write of. We were rather poor comapred to others, and with so many children to see off into the world, our dear mother was frantic about finding good husbands for me and my sister while trying to make all my brothers into proper gentlemen. As a result of that, my mother hired a maid to cook and clean so that she could further my education and make me accomplished as I was the first she would have the pleasure of finding a suitable match for. I learned to play the piano-forte, as it was called then, and also learned to sing, dance, and learned all the proper equiette. I was placed with the care of my siblings, to learn to care for children, and was never allowed to do anything that would interfere with my education.
By nature, I was a very calm, focused, and accepting child. That is why I was slow to recognize the romantic connection between my mother and our maid. Never in my life had I dreamed that my mother would be a lesbian. She had loved our father dearly, and to see her act the way she did to him with the maid was a sight to behold! But I was accepting of it. If It made my mother happy, than who was I to believe that how she was achieving it was wrong? My siblings remained ignorant to what was going on with our mother until our uncle came for us at midnight, demanding that we be removed from such an exmaple. Our poor mother bidded that we should go with him, for as she was now a public disgrace we should have a much better chance of getting husbands and what not with him. I was only 15 when I bid good-bye to my mother for the rest of my life.
Life with my uncle was not bad. There were many a young men and plenty of oppurtunties to be had. I even found the love of my life by the age of sixteen, though I could not marry till I was seventeen at the earliest. I shall not say his name out of respect, only that he was very handsome and also was to inherit a large sum of money. And this is where my happy life comes to its ending.
It was May 13, 1817, the day of my seventhteenth birthday. My uncle had thrown a grand ball for my honor, and what a delightful ball it was indeed. It was until my love decided to propse to me. The ball was over then and he was escorting me up to my room, with my uncle's premission. Just outside the doorway of my room is ehen he asked me, and being so in love, I accepted without any further thought. He pulled me in for what I thought was to be a kiss, and then the most horrible thing happened.
My blood began to boil underneath where he had bitten me on my lips. A fire raged through my body, engulfing me within its deadly flames. His grasp become like that of a boa constrictor's, and fire burned even hotter as he bit me along my neck, wrists, ankles, and other places which I cannot remember.
I cannot say how long I suffered like that. Every minute felt like a year to my failing mind. I wondered faintly if he was really a killer of the worst kind. I imagined what he was doing to me as I lay helplessly trying to fight off an unbeatable foe. I had never imagined that I was really becoming something else until the pain stopped, and I was finallly able to see the world through clear eyes.
I was a vampire, he had told me. I was a newborn, and that meant I was going to be very thirsty. This dull fire that raged in my throat still was going to be with me till the end of forever. And the worst part, I was going to have to drink blood to quench the thirst. I did not question what he told me, as my new skin, teeth, and thirst proved him to be true. I asked whether I could see my face, as I wanted to see something familiar that was truely me. He denied me that privilage, saying that until my thirst was under control and until I learned the ways of vegetarians, I was never to see my new face. He would often describe it for me, so I could have the satisfaction of knowing that I was really me and that I was not the murder who's red eyes haunted me as his had when I had been newly changed. He was surprised that I was able to catch on so quickly, and that I was able to control my thirst better than he, who had centuries of experience.
One night, as we were hunting, we passed a puddle that had yet to dry. That was the first time I ever saw my face. And I was not surprised, for I found it like he had repeatedly told me. I looked exactly as I had heard him describe so many times.
D, I hope this helps you and the others. I hope this is enough as well.
I woke alone in the woods no one there to tell me what I was or how I got there. No thirst at first I ran to my old home I steel can't believe no one was there. My human mother was always home. But wasn't this day thank god. When I got there I went right to my room and looked in my mirror I was so shocked I didn't know what to think. My eyes tuned a dark blue my human eyes were green-gray. So it was odd. Then I found out why my mother was now home. I had a vision. My human mother at a grave site my grave. I couldn't take all in so just I ran tell I stopped. Then I meet more vamps not like me. They had gold eyes there were 9 of them. They taught me how to hunt. I steel live there today.

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