The Tales of A Vampire

C-4 John Turned A Fledgling

Tiffany's POV

Tiffany's POV

We appeared in the kitchen of my house.

"Whoa! That's cool! How did you do it?" He asked.

"What?"

"I mean the teleportation?"

"Oh, that? Well, every vampire has power and let's say special ability that human doesn't have."

"Oh, you mean I can teleport, too?"

"It depends on your power, so you should find out what powers or special abilities you have?" As I opened the refrigerator, I get a pitcher of juice and a glass. I poured my glass of juice and drank it

"Oh, amazing!"

" Now tell me, what happened to you before the accident? Tell me about yourself." My left arm supports the elbow of my right hand and while talking, I rubbed my chin as I walked circling him.

"I am a farmer. My name is Johnson Olsen. I have two daughters and a son. My wife is a teacher. We live in the small town of Rosendal.

" Uhum. So next, what happened to you?" As I walked out of the kitchen, I went to the living room. He followed me. I slammed down onto the couch and crossed my right leg to the left. He sat on the other couch.

"Well, as I remembered, I am returning home. When I was driving, I thought I hit a man."

Johnson's POV

I was a farmer in the village of Kvinnherad, Rosendal.

It was my daughter's birthday so we the family of five excited for the 12th birthday of my oldest daughter. I spent my day preparing my daughter's favorite dishes: surkal, sodd, and farikal.

Surkal is a simple dish consisting of finely sliced green or red cabbage with vinegar, sugar, and various spices. I put also apple and caraway seeds to make it more special.

Sodd is our national dish made of mutton, meatballs (I used beef), carrots, and potatoes serves in clear and fragrance broth. Farikal is another national dish in our country. It is made of mutton and cabbage stew and served with boiled potatoes.

I decorated our house for my daughter's birthday. I cook these dishes when I received a call from Astrid, my wife.

"Hei, John. (Hello, John)."My wife calls.

"Hei, kjære. Hva er, i veien? (Hello, hon. What's the matter?)" I asked while cooking sodd.

"Hvordan er forberedelsene til Annette's bursdag? (How is the preparation for Annete's birthday?)" My wife asked.

"Å bra. Jeg har pyntet huset vårt. Jeg kjøpte ballonger til vår lille kjære. Dessuten lager jeg noen av favorittrettene hennes. Og å, kaken, du vil kjøpe den, gjør du ikke? ( Oh, good. I decorated our house. I bought balloons for our little darling. Also, I cooked some of her favorite dishes. And oh, the cake, you will buy it, don't you?) " I asked.

"Vel, det var derfor jeg ringte deg. Vi har et krisemøte på skolen, så jeg har ikke tid til å kjøpe kaken og gaven hennes også. Vil du gjerne hente Bjørn Store gaven min til datteren vår og kjøpe kaken også?" (Well, that is why I called you. We have an emergency meeting in the school so I have no time to buy the cake and oh, her gift, too. Would you mind picking up Bjorn Store my gift for our daughter and buying the cake also, please?) " My wife pleaded.

"Ok. Ikke noe problem, kjære. Jeg skal bare gjøre ferdig alt her på kjøkkenet, og jeg skal dit rundt 18:00 og la se kl 19:30 her, ok? ( Ok. No problem, sweetie. I will just finish this all here in the kitchen and I'm going there around 6:00 pm and let's see at 7:30 pm here, ok?)" I replied happily.

"Ok, John. Takk skal du ha. Jeg henter barna. Ha det. (Ok, John. Thank you. I'll fetch the kids. Bye)." My wife says cheerfully.

"Greit hade. (Ok, bye.)" So I hung up the phone and whistled. Continued to busy me with my daughter's special day.

After I did all things in the kitchen, I dried my sweat with a towel. I went to our bedroom to change my clothes. I picked up my black jacket for this season was rainy. Better be prepared than never. I locked our house and went to drive my car to go to the Bjorn store.

The sky was dark. There is rain coming. I reached the Bjorn store. I went out of my car. I walked towards the door of the store. There, I saw Mr. Henson, the owner of this store who now has white hair wearing eyeglasses with black rims.

"Hei, gamle venn! Hvordan har du det? ( Hi, old friend! How are you?)" I greeted cheerfully the old man.

"Å, det er deg, John. Jeg er flink. Hva med deg? Vil hente gaven til din kone til datteren din, ikke sant? (Oh, it's you, John. I'm good. How about you? Will pick up your wife's gift for your daughter, eh?)" The old man said, teasingly.

"Ja, du har rett. Er gaven klar for henting? ( Yeah, you are right. Is the gift ready for pick up?)" I said.

"Ja! Ja! Det er klart! (Yes! Yes! It's ready!)" Then the old man rummages at the back and picked up a large box with a red glistening wrapper with a white ribbon.

"Å, kult! Vakkert som alltid, Bjørn. Fin gaveinnpakning. Takk skal du ha. (Oh, cool! Beautiful as always, Bjorn. Nice gift wrapping. Thank you.)" I said with glee.

"Å, velkommen. (Oh, welcome.)"

"Hvor mye? (How much?)"

"Din kone har allerede betalt det. (Your wife already paid it.)" He smiled at me.

"Å takk. Men her ra dette som mitt tips til deg. Takk igjen. Må gå.(Oh, thank you. But here, take this as my tip for you. Thank you again. Gonna go.)" I gave him the money as a tip.

"Takk, for tipset. Her er gaven.(Thank you, for the tip. Here is the gift.)" He gave me the gift and I carried it.

I went to the door and said goodbye to the old man. He waved his hand to say goodbye.

I opened my car trunk and put the gift inside. I whistled and got my car key from my jeans pocket. I open the door of my car and drove back again to my home but first, I should buy the cake for my daughter. The sky was dark this time. So I drove carefully on my way to the cake store when I hit somebody.

"Hellige ku! Hva er det?! (Holy cow! What's that?!)" I stopped abruptly my car while my heart beat fast anxiously. I feel my blood drained and was stunned when I looked at the man I hit.

'Did I kill him?' I blinked my eyes. Couldn't believe that I hit the man. I had never seen a man before, how did this happen? But I got to help this man first, I thought. My hand was shaking when I opened my car. I need to help this man and get him to the hospital. I hastily walk toward the man.

"Hei hei. Går det bra med deg?(Hey, hey. Are you alright?)" As I asked him checking him. Foolish me, how he will be alright when I hit him. Well, he was the one who jumps in my car! It's not my fault. As I argued with myself. I shook this man's body but it didn't move. So I force him to lay back but when I turned his body around, the man's eyes opened and it has red slits, my body quickly moved back away from him unconsciously. He shows his fang.

"Herregud! (Oh, my God!)" I hurried back inside my car and hurriedly drove the car away. I'm shouting at the top of my lungs for help. The man was just walking, not hurriedly but he just stared at me with his evil eyes. I never looked back again at him as I drove my car as fast as I could. Even though I am panicking, I checked my door and car window if it was closed, for my safety.

"Å gud. Jesus Kristus! Redd meg fra vampyrer! Å, han er en vampyr. Herregud. Vennligst hjelp. (Oh, God. Jesus Christ! Save me from vampires! Oh, he is a vampire. Oh, my God. Please help.)" I said to myself. I glanced in my rearview mirror and the man ran at his sped behind me.

I am crying in a panic now and drove my car at more speed this time. I called the police station. The ring connected after three rings.

"Hallo. (Hello.)" The officer said.

"Hei, jeg heter Johnson Olsen. Hjelp! Jeg trenger hjelp! Noen vil drepe meg...jeg løper her i...ahhhh! (Hello, I'm Johnson Olsen. Help! I need help! Somebody will kill me. ..I'm running here in the...ahhhh!)" I shouted in panic when the vampire jumped at the top of my car.

"Hjelp meg, offiser! Jeg jager denne blodsugende vampyren! Kom igjen kjapp deg!!! (Hheelppp me, officer! I am chased by a bloodsucker vampire! Come on, hurry up!!!)."

"W-hva? En gang til? Hvem løper better deg? (W-what? Again? Who is running after you?)."

"En vampyr! Faen. Hjelp meg! Ahhhh! (A vampire! Damn it. Help me! Ahhhh!)" My phone fell from my hand and I was startled when the vampire knocked on my car's roof. But, I have to be braved.

I drive in a zig-zag so that I could chase him away. Then it occurred to me, I crashed into a big tree.

My head was pained and the blood flows from it. But I don't want to die. I have to survive. I pulled my seat belt and try to breathe hard.

I saw a shattered glass window and picked the one that can be my weapon. I tried my best to walk though my body was in pain from the accident.

'Oh, God! Please help me!' I said in my mind and my eyesight started to blur. I ran away from that f*****g bloodsucker as much as I could.

But I heard his footsteps behind me.

'God, if I die tonight at his hand, I promise to myself that I will kill him first.' I thought.

Then I don't know how it happened but in the blink of an eye, this f*****g bastard was in front of me now. I held my breath when he smiled evilly at me and grabbed my collar. Then I stabbed his stomach with the sharp glass I picked up a while ago. Gathered my strength and gave him an uppercut.

He lose my collar and I ran for my life. He tried to grab me again but I slipped again from his hand. I felt a stingy pain in my back but I don't care as I continued to save my life.

He appeared again in my front. This time, the anger on his devil face was obvious. His claws slashed me on my chest and I fought him again and again.

Then we stopped moving when we heard a serene for a moment.

'Oh, it's the help! Thank you, God.' As I said. Fighting for my life more but he tweaked my hair and tilted my head forcefully. He bit my neck. He drank my blood but before I lost consciousness I heard the officer's voice.

"Stoppe! Ikke beveg deg! (Stop! Don't move!)" Then darkness filled me in.