The Vampire-Alien Chronicles Read Free

day.  I hate to leave.”  Now would it be as easy as it once was, merely to pick up and go?  We would require the aid of other of our kin to make that possible, I am not technologically inclined.  I have not well made the transition to the modern world.  A creature of long habit, I read, I write, I ponder philosophically, delving into the deeper mysteries of the world, the Universe, Time, Physics and Mathematics, subjects which hold endless fascination for me and probably why I find little time for modernization.
    The youngest Vampire generations, like their Human counterparts, brought up with these mediums, the computer, cell phones, the internet and all of the other technological wizardry of this the modern world, had become as technically literate as some of humankind's finest scientists, programmers, engineers, biologists, geneticists, and the whole plethora of Human endeavor.  We had been endowed with the technical inclinations of the Others and with our forced daily hibernation, the time to pursue those studies.  We need varying amounts of sleep, like Humans, but generally far less than the entirety of the daylight hours.  For those of us so inclined, and that is a great percentage of us, we are afforded ample opportunity to pursue these endeavors.  Documents and new identities would not be a problem.
    We were already getting too old for the identities we were using anyway.  Our apparent longevity set us at odds far more than our aversion to the sun. Many Humans were night -lifers, third shifters, but none did not age!  They all aged.  All but us!
    “I thought we might return to the Old Country.”  Sonafi suggested.  “It has been a very long time.  I yearn for its old familiarity.  The comfort of its superstitions and fears.  The hysteria and undercurrent of constant suspicion.”  At this she smiled, her long eye teeth overly white and prominent.
    “That's not one of the things I have particularly missed.”  I said.  The superstitious people of the Old Country had often been as dangerous as the Others themselves.  But that was something I had brought upon myself and not really a natural state for Humans.  I was Vampire born, not transformed, and I had rampaged unchecked for centuries.  I had done horrible things.  I had killed indiscriminately, like a rabid animal.  The enmity Humans felt for me was well earned.
    In those earliest years of my existence Humans and I were very much different.  I did not see them as anything more than a food source.  No different than any of the other animals I preyed upon, even though I could recall my birth of them.  It had been no more than one more of the many things I did not understand.  Like a reptile, I came to this world fully prepared to fend for myself.  From the very first moment!  I can only thank providence that it was the custom of my mother's people that the woman went into the woods alone to give birth and also that I was in the shade of the canopy of branches above when I came out and not within the sun's direct glare.
    The shock I had seen on her face, the confusion I felt at that moment, when I realized I was rejected, had haunted me for more years than I cared to count.   It was the reason I had predated the early pre-Humans, when the forests were full of easy prey.  I had hated them and I had made them pay.
    Those earliest Humans knew true terror when they thought of me.  I was relentless.  I hounded every Human settlement within thousands of miles.  I had nothing but time, after all, and it became much like a game.  I would kill randomly.  One here.  One there.  Keeping them always on edge.
    It was while persecuting those earliest Humans that I realized, suddenly, that I could understand them.  Having listened to their seemingly meaningless noises from the outskirts of their caves, their villages and their camps when they traveled, one day I simply made the mental leap that they were communicating, and I began to study