Date: Tue, 5 Nov 2013 02:44:11 -0800 (PST)
From: Brent Poliza <brentpoliza@yahoo.com>
Subject: Teen Vampire-1

This is a work of pure fiction and doesn't contain any information on the
celebrities who portray the characters. I do not own any of the characters
except my own. I love the series and wanted to put submit a piece of my
own. This does contain male/male relationships, so if this offends you I'm
not sorry. You have the right to like what you like, and so do I. If you
aren't 18 or older please don't read this, it's normal to be curious but I
don't condone exclipt material to be passed onto someone who just isn't
matured and or ready for it.

Please...be considerate and don't ask me to create any stories for you. I
don't appreciate being asked or told what is expected of me. I am doing
this because I love writing very much, it is my passion. I don't appreciate
someone telling me I have to do something for them when I owe them
nothing. Teen Wolf Story.

I hope you enjoy....after reading this long and rather venting not to
mention boring introduction to a story that hasn't even started
yet...shutting up now. Or am I?

Teen Vampire-1

I felt numb and nearly lifeless as my eyes slowly fluttered open. I didn't
recognize where I was, the dim moonlit room smelled of an Earthy musk a
scent so foreign to what I am use too. As I got up I felt this sharp pain
rack my body, my ribs ached, my lips felt abused and even more plump than
they usually were. I couldn't feel my legs as I noticed my clothes were
ripped off and dry traces of blood and semen covered my body as it even
leaked from my tender hole. From all the pain I barely noticed that my neck
had been bleeding.

"H-hello?" I asked quietly. Unsure if I should call for help, if I was
attacked then the maniac might come back. I tried to rack my brain around
what happened but all I can remember was hanging out with Danny at the
local gay bar. Danny and I were best friends since way back when, but lost
touch when his friend Jackson put a wall between us. What's sad is Danny
allowed it. For a week out of nowhere Danny has tried to be my friend again
and last night we went to the bar to reconnect again.

That's the last thing I remember. Grabbing on the rail of the bed I pulled
myself up but fell off the bed as I remembered that I had no feeling in my
legs. I began to crawl to what looked like a door and pushed it open to see
the woods. I was in the woods in what looked to be a wooden shack. I began
to drag my abused naked bleeding cum stained body into the woods and away
from the shack. My fingers digging into the dirt and grim as I pulled
myself slowly into the bushes to take a breather knowing the guy might come
back at any time.

I didn't notice that someone was there because of how quietly he moved. I
didn't know until it was too late that I was grabbed and tossed on the
ground again. I only noticed the glowing red eyes as he moved my neck to
the side and sank his razor sharp teeth into my neck viciously. I could
only whine quietly because he was crushing my throat with his hand. He
tossed me on the ground and bit into his arm.

"Drink!" He nearly growled roughly as he grabbed my jaw and let the blood
leak into my mouth. It was so strange as the hot blood filled my mouth a
hunger filled my being. My body was like it was vibrating as fire ran
through my veins. I couldn't get enough even finding myself grabbing his
arm and pulling it to my mouth. "Hungry little bitch aren't you?" He said
with an other worly voice.

"Enough." He said yanking his arm away. I licked around my mouth to collect
the blood and savor the taste. I couldn't help but feel different, my body
stopped hurting and instead I felt a pleasure I have never known before. My
wounds felt like they were closing as my body began to painfully shift. My
muscles began to spasm and my bones began to pop loudly as I rolled on the
floor in pain.

"Don't worry. You'll soon learn to love it." I felt like I was going to
die. The pain didn't stop even if the darkness came and swallowed me
whole. It kept on for what felt like forever.  I didn't know if I was dying
but what the guy told me gave me hope that I wasn't dying. I finally
stopped fighting it and let myself go. I felt like screaming as the heat
increased.

I got up slowly and breathed a sigh of relief as I realized it was all a
dream. I looked at the window as light shined through it and lit up my
room. I went to the mirror to convince myself that it was a
dream. Something was wrong, my body having gone through major changes...

My slender body now leaner and showed a nice set of abs and pecs. I had
paler skin, and pinker and thicker lips. My ass seemed fuller and rounder
as well. My hair now a firey red and down to my upper back...how did my
hair grow so fast from being nearly shoulder length to my upper back? I
noticed my teeth were so white and beautiful like pearls in the
moonlight. My eyes...once black now a beautiful gleaming blue.

What happened to me? This can't be the real me...deciding this was to weird
I made the choice of not going to school and calling off sick. How was I
going to explain this to anyone? I know I'm not popular and no one really
notices me, but come on...surely they will notice this. I didn't look like
myself at all.

I tried rubbing my eyes but no contacts came out. I would've checked my
hair too but my eye brows were red just like my hair so there isn't a way
this is hair dye. My phone vibrated on my bed.

Danny: Where are you? What happened last night? You disappeared with that
guy and that was it. I been calling you all night.

Me: I'm at home. I don't feel so good, must've been something I ate. I
accidentally left my phone at home and didn't answer it because I was so
tired that I must've passed out.

Danny: Oh. I was really worried. I'm glad you are okay. Do you want me to
bring your homework after school?

Me: No, that's alright. I'll be there tomorrow and get it then. I don't
want to get you sick.

Danny: Okay, if you're sure.

Me: Thanks anyways.

I spent hours adjusting to the new me. I could feel it, I was different. My
mind racing and processing faster and better than it use too. I don't know
what I am...but I know I'm not human.  I could hold my breath for as long
as I wanted and not feel the need for oxygen.

I watched the people pass by on the road. Little girl scouts towed a little
red wagon full of boxes of cookies. I couldn't help but feel the desire to
attack them. I didn't but as I came to from my daydream of tearing the
little girls to shreds I realized I was outside. How did I get outside?

I could hear everyone's heart beat, the blood rushing through their
veins. I could almost smell it through their intoxicating scents.

I walked back inside and locked my doors. My parents never were home
because both are doctors and are usually always gone. I looked across the
street to see Jackson Whittemore pulling up in his porsche. His girlfriend
Lydia opening the door smoothly as she would hop out of the car dressed
like a model. I'm amazed at how easy it is to see them despite it being
pitch black out there. That must be how the guy saw me.

I don't know what time it was but I finally passed out. I rolled on the
floor as my alarm clock erupted into sound. Grabbing it I crushed it in my
hand by accident. I got dressed in a tight white v neck and put on my grey
skinny jeans and black converse. I grabbed my blue hoodie and my put on my
lucky star necklace.

The drive to school was boring and slow. It's as if my mind subconsciously
knew I could go faster and was infuriated that it was being forced to go
slow. I saw Scott McCall riding his bike when a car swerved in front of him
causing him to crash his bike into a tree. The really sad part is that the
car didn't stop to see if he was alright. I didn't hesitate to get out and
pull him up, but unfortunately I still don't know my own strength and
manhandled him.

"Are you okay?" I asked concerned.

"Y-yeah," Scott said popping his neck ,"Just a mortal wound."

"Do you need a ride to the hospital?" I asked him. I finally started to
notice his scent...it was strange and not like the girl scouts. He wasn't
human.

"No...no hospitals. Do I know you?" He asked me as I could hear him
sniffing the air.

"I-uh...yeah. I'm Jesse Evans." I said nervously, how could I not be
nervous. I've had a crush on Scott McCall and Stiles Stilinski since I met
them...or more like laid my eyes on them.

"Oh! Right...American History and Biology." Scott said with a cute smirk.

"Yeah...you want to go? We are causing a scene and I'm blocking the road."
I said noticing the people were getting out of their cars.

"Y-yeah.  If I get detention again in this week my mom will kill me." Scott
said as we walked back to my car.

"Then we need to leave now." I said restarting the car and driving off with
Scott in my passenger seat.

"So...I know we aren't friends or anything. Also, we barely know each
other...but I know I've seen you before and I don't remember you looking
like that." Scott said bringing up a subject I was hoping to skip
today...and forever.

"I...got a make over and I wear brown contacts, but I got tired of putting
them in so I just decided to keep them out." I said hoping the lie would
work.

Scott never was the brightest bulb, but I know he would figure it out as
soon as someone else brings it up...someone who knows me. I just began to
pray to any and every God who would hear me, that he didn't talk to Danny.

We pulled up to the school and I parked in my usual parking spot. My new
hearing perked a little and I could hear people talking at the same
time. It sounded like useless chatter.

"So...I was wondering-" Scott began rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

"Will I give you a ride home?" I asked him.

"Yeah." He said with a smile, "Wait! I have lacrosse practice after
school."

"Then I'll come watch." I said hoping it would give me an excuse to make a
friend.

"R-really? You'd do that?" He asked very chipper.

"Yeah. I don't have a lot of friends and my parents aren't home. So it'll
give me something to do." I said with a smirk as I walked into the school
with Scott.

I noticed some of the stares as I walked into the school. Things are going
to be different from now on.

(That's the first chapter. Sorry I'm new to the whole writing thing. I have
massive loads of writers block but I love writing. It took me a while to
finally put this out because of how nervous I am with talking to people.
When I get nervous I ramble and I might do it a little in my writings...
fair warning. Anyways...Thanks in advance for taking the time to read this
painfully long message. Love, Brent.)