What If We Had No Choice But To Suck?
The other day I chose to let my imagination go for a bit, because lately I have been feeling rather creative. And many of you know, that feeling of creativity can be very liberating-even addicting.
I began to wonder what our world would be like if we were all vampires. Imagine this: an apocalyptic scenario. You are citizen of a vampire clan of maybe two to three hundred. Scarce resources have pushed all of you to the underground permanently. You must hide from the violent evildoers above ground. Yes, you could chose to fight (at night), but you have the need to preserve the few remaining lives left in your line of bloodsuckers.
When dynamics become strained, as with any group of beings, conflict ensues, complicating everyone’s daily existence. Amid the hunger and deprivation and the feeling of imprisonment, there is one choice left. To survive, each member must become a surrogate. Used to being the bloodsucker, each individual must now become a source of blood for another. The point is this: (The impetus to set up the story being only relevant for setting up the questions.) How would sharing among each other change their lives? How would interactions change? How would their world change by tasting each others blood?
I’d like to think the intimate act would bring them all gradually closer. Constantly depending on another for life. Touching…feeling…giving…taking. A new respect would be born. In essence, “Yes, here. Bite me, suck from me, let me give you life. And I know you will give me life someday.”
"Yes. Thank you, my friend."
It would be hard to hate, hard to have a divisive attitude or even pick a fight with someone whom you would feed from in the future. You would see and come to appreciate the person you see on the outside, and be reminded each time that they are all the same as you on the inside.
Because Annie has no recollection of her birth parents, her life is full of unknowns. Still, she seems relatively content with her simple existence in Washington, DC. Marcus, her new Italian boyfriend, adds much desired spice to her life despite secrecy about his position at SecureVest. But when Annie becomes mysteriously ill, it is the catalyst for a life far from simple.
Seemingly by luck, Annie discovers that she is maturing into a dhampir (a vampire/human hybrid), and to survive she must feed on fresh human blood. With Marcus fully aware of Annie's predicament, they concoct a scheme: find the evil living among us and act where justice does not.
Vigilante Annie is born.
An only child, (in the seventies, mind you), little Robert could be seen running in the backyard playing superhero, with a bed sheet serving as his cape. He also spent many hours drawing or writing in his mid-sized Ohio town. Having also battled depression earlier in life, Robert now sees how his low points have brought him to a more creative, stronger sense of being. Now he is where he wants to be, and is telling the stories he is meant to tell. His other interests include reading, motorcycle touring, fitness and classic movies.