Andi asked me this one night. I didn't know how to answer her at the time. But now I have thought about it. There are two stages in becoming a vampire. One is the bite and the other is the change your body goes though.
The bite. If you think that it is as nice as getting kissed on the neck. You are wrong. It hurts. It hurts if the bite gets interrupted. If it doesn't then there is a pain killer that is released in the bite that numbs you. I think some people like it. John says its like getting Novocaine.
When Steopa bit me, it was one of the most painful things that ever happened to me. If you have been bitten by a dog, or maybe another person, then you know how it feels. The pressure of the bite, the puncture of the fangs. You can feel the mouth and the tongue sucking the blood. Not romantic at all. You know that your blood is draining from you. Your body reacts. I pissed my pants.
If the bite is unfinished. In other words if the painkiller is not released, you may become a vampire. Some people change in a few hours, others take days.
What does it feel like?
It feels like your entire body is rewiring itself. You teeth change. You lose your molars and gain the fangs. Your heart stops. You don't have to breathe. But when your lungs stop working, you don't panic. So it is not like being underwater and not being able to get to the surface. Everything below the waist, except for your legs, stops working.
Most vampires don't remember the change, most were buried or laying in the morgue when it happens. I remember. I was conscious. I had found Steopa. Vincent thought if Steopa bit me again, the change would stop. It didn't. When it happened, after the first moments of panic, it was actually interesting. Weird, I know. But have you ever had small surgery done, like getting stitches? And they only numb that part of your body. You can watch them sew your skin up. It was like that. You know the things are happening, but you are not really experiencing them.
When all that rearranging, and rebuilding ends. It's like someone takes a mesh mask off your face. You can see, hear, taste, smell, and feel more. There are things you can now experience that your human mind would not have been able to process. And everything is geared for the hunt. Steopa says it's like we changed from a herd animal to a predator. I agree.
Why do you think some people take days and other hours to change?
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Saturday, July 30, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Father's Day
I miss my dad.
My real dad.
My dad died when I was 12. Motorcycle accident. And my whole life collapsed.
He wasn't a rich dad. He was always in some sort of trouble. Nothing that would land him in jail, although there were a few close calls. But he made sure John, my brother, and I always were taken care of. If anyone bullied us, he was down at the school the next day raising hell. If he knew the parents of the kid, he would be at their door. A few of those meetings ended up in fights.
The biggest thing I loved about him. And what I miss. Is how no matter how much we screwed up, or how much damage we did (like when we decided to help him paint the house), after we were punished. He would make us sundaes, and talk to us over vanilla and chocolate. You almost looked forward to a time out, when you knew sometime later, you would have ice cream.
He looked after us more than my mother did. She was always on him to get a better job, to work harder. He was satisfied that he had food on the table and a roof over our heads. We got our clothes at the goodwill, and we never felt poor. Until after he died and mom got weird.
I wish he could have met Steopa. I think they would have gotten along.
Happy Father's Day.
My real dad.
My dad died when I was 12. Motorcycle accident. And my whole life collapsed.
He wasn't a rich dad. He was always in some sort of trouble. Nothing that would land him in jail, although there were a few close calls. But he made sure John, my brother, and I always were taken care of. If anyone bullied us, he was down at the school the next day raising hell. If he knew the parents of the kid, he would be at their door. A few of those meetings ended up in fights.
The biggest thing I loved about him. And what I miss. Is how no matter how much we screwed up, or how much damage we did (like when we decided to help him paint the house), after we were punished. He would make us sundaes, and talk to us over vanilla and chocolate. You almost looked forward to a time out, when you knew sometime later, you would have ice cream.
He looked after us more than my mother did. She was always on him to get a better job, to work harder. He was satisfied that he had food on the table and a roof over our heads. We got our clothes at the goodwill, and we never felt poor. Until after he died and mom got weird.
I wish he could have met Steopa. I think they would have gotten along.
Happy Father's Day.
Saturday, May 14, 2011
Introduction
I can't believe that people want to have me post things on line. So here I am.
My name is Rebecka Saberhagen. Some might know my handle SaberDragon. I can't say much more. That sounds so bad. But I don't know how to describe what is goes on in my life.
I live with my... How do I explain Steopa? Boyfriend? No. Lover? Impossible. Friend? Yes, but deeper than that. He calls it linked. I think that is the best way to say it. We are linked. Which means we are always in each other thoughts. Not like we are always thinking of each other. I mean we can always sense where the other is.
Steopa is wonderful and I know people look at us odd. I don't blame them. I'm cubby. Not short, but anyone standing next to Steopa will look short. He is 7 feet tall. So if you see a really big guy walking with a chubby, curly haired girl, you might have seen us. I know we are an odd couple, but I don't care.
I have a brother. He owns a tattoo shop and some of the time, he DJ's at a club called Burgunday Rathskeller. That club down at the old warehouse district. His girlfriend, Lorelei, bartends there. I used to work there too, but after meeting Steopa. I don't need to.
And I am a vampire.
Do you think you will come back and read more?
My name is Rebecka Saberhagen. Some might know my handle SaberDragon. I can't say much more. That sounds so bad. But I don't know how to describe what is goes on in my life.
I live with my... How do I explain Steopa? Boyfriend? No. Lover? Impossible. Friend? Yes, but deeper than that. He calls it linked. I think that is the best way to say it. We are linked. Which means we are always in each other thoughts. Not like we are always thinking of each other. I mean we can always sense where the other is.
Steopa is wonderful and I know people look at us odd. I don't blame them. I'm cubby. Not short, but anyone standing next to Steopa will look short. He is 7 feet tall. So if you see a really big guy walking with a chubby, curly haired girl, you might have seen us. I know we are an odd couple, but I don't care.
I have a brother. He owns a tattoo shop and some of the time, he DJ's at a club called Burgunday Rathskeller. That club down at the old warehouse district. His girlfriend, Lorelei, bartends there. I used to work there too, but after meeting Steopa. I don't need to.
And I am a vampire.
Do you think you will come back and read more?
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