A day in the Life of
Damien DonkeyKong the Glowing Vampire
The only time that Damien
DonkeyKong, yes DonkeyKong, could go anywhere was on days that it was
raining or gloomy. Otherwise, he had to go out at night and
there wasn't much open in the middle of the night. Not being able to
go out in the day, unless it was rainy, was one of the many parts of
being a vampire that he didn't like. Although one thing that he did
like was how it made him look. His skin was much lighter than before,
which made his hair look darker and his eyes more blue. He guessed
that technically he could go out in the day, but most people would
probably get a little freaked out when he started glowing like a
lightsaber from Star Wars. Luckily he lived in London and it was
pretty much raining all the time.
He had a lot today do today
so he got out of bed, got dressed in his normal clothes, jeans, a
black t-shirt, and boots, then he walked into the living room. Then
he started to separate and the next thing he knew there were four
more of him standing in the living room looking at him. Being able to
to make four more of yourself and be in five places at one time was
cool, he had to admit that, but it was very tiring and it was a pain
to make sure people didn't notice it. Although most of the time he
didn't have to worry about humans noticing it because they weren't
very smart, at all. But he still had to be careful. He was still
staring at the other four of himself. Although seeing so many of himself was one thing that he would never get used to. He doesn't
know why it happens, but he hasn't met anyone else that can do it.
Although, it's not really a very good conversation starter, “Excuse
me sir can I ask you a question? Can you clone yourself like I can?
If so how many of yourself can you make? I can make four!”
He didn't have to tell them
what they had to do, because they already knew. They were him. They
still had the same brain, thoughts, and memories. One of the downs of
cloning himself was that when they separated he didn't know what the
other hims were doing or thinking. He had to wait until they were all
back and he became one person again to know how the whole day played
out.
Today wasn't different than any other
day, he'll stay home and do all the things that needed to be done
around the house. One of him will go to work; he works in the
basement of a warehouse, that manufactured toothpaste, by himself.
All he did all day was unpack toothpaste, Nasty stuff, that
toothpaste. He asked to work by himself in the basement that way no
one would see him. Then if someone did see him when he was supposed to be
working, then there wouldn't be a misunderstanding. One of him would
see his friends of family. He spent more time with his friends,
because they were vampires too, so there was nothing he had to hide.
Although his family was a little harder to be around, if he spent too much time with him they would know that he was different. Plus they
lived all the way in Wales, a four hour drive, but he hated not being
able to see them when he wanted. He loved his mother, father, and his
sister, but he was pretty sure that they thought he hated him, considering he left when he was sixteen, That's when he changed, and started
“traveling”. That was his excuse, telling them that he was going
all around the world. He even told him that he went to 42 Wallaby Way
Sydney and they believed him, but in reality he did the same thing
every day. One of him did the more enjoyable things at his second
house like reading and playing the piano, and the last one of him
fed. He didn't drink human blood, only animal blood. It was the only
thing that could make him feel like less of a monster. He made sure
to feed every day. He had never lost control around a human before
and he didn't plan too.
He still remembers the
change, before then he hated blood, the thought of it made him sick,
but afterwards that's all he wanted. He was walking home in the middle of
the night, although now he can't even remember where he had been coming from, He was just walking and then out of nowhere someone bit him and
he was in agonizing pain. He realized what he was when he woke up, felt his
fangs, and the horrible burning I his throat. He didn't go home
after that. He bought an apartment in London, then called his family
and told them that he was going to travel. He didn't even build up
the courage to go see him until four years later.
Damien suddenly realized that he
was still standing in the living room and everyone else had left,
probably about five minutes ago. He did this a lot, just stood or sat
somewhere and thought about random things. You didn't really have to
worry about wasting time when you lived forever. Realizing that he had nothing better to do, Damien walked into the Kitchen and started cleaning.
