The Entertainer/Prince Charle CYOA - Charle wakes up
For a second, Charle could have swore he saw something off in his dreams. He woke up expecting to find himself in his bed...Instead he saw the chest of a man wearing a black suit. He began to scream, pushing him away. The man woke up, looking at him with crimson eyes. "Son, go back to sleep..." Looking around, he was inside of a coffin. He kicked up the roof, exposing both of them. He was still wearing his clothes, dagger on his side. The man next to him didn't seem to care and went back to sleep. Looking around, he was inside the basement...But something was strange. Everything was in perfect sunlight. Statues of people, old pictures stacked, lots of other things lying about.
There was no source of light at all...Yet he could see everything. There was even two doors. He felt the hand of the man dragging back to him and giving him a hug. "Just go back to sleep son, day time is still here..." "I'M NOT YOUR SON!" He pushed him away. The man sat up in the coffin with a dozed off look, rubbing his head. "Fine, Fine...I guess you're still new and the wife didn't give you a proper talk." He looks back at Charle. "You must feel pretty hungry, right?" "Errr..." Charle didn't realize at the moment, but his entire body felt the need of something...Not just his stomach. He looks down at himself, he noticed his fur has paled out. "Okay, put a finger in your mouth. You should feel something like this." With one finger, he lifted up his upper lip, revealing two long sharp teeth. Charle's eyes widened and did the same. "BUT HOW?" "Yeah, yeah, I know. The kids ask that a lot."
He lift one of his hand toward Charle. "Kids who come here usually ask for new parents, I guess you didn't. Name's Lavrek. The wife's name Delilah." "But...Why? What am I? What ARE we?" He looks at himself and at the man. "You're a vampire now, you can live a eternal life but it has it's consequences." "Vampi-what?" He smiled. "I should present you to the family. I think it should be around dusk time but i was really hoping to sleep some more." He rubbed his head once more. "Oh, rub your hand on your neck." Charle did so. "Why?" "That's my mark." He pat up the boy after standing up. "Technically, I'm your Dad now. You can still go back to your family, but you'll have a hard time not seeing them as Snack."
"HUH? SNACK? FAMILY?" Somehow, he could feel it inside of him, a taste for something that only other people has. "Come on, let's meet the family."