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Like it would be a side project of sorts. TBH I just said Mini verse just cause it was not a multi-verse but just like the universe, ya know. I AM BAD AT EXPLAINING.

I’d love for it to be a mini verse! Idk what that is tbh but it sounds cool, be sure to let me know if you do!

Vampires: We don't need to drink blood anymore!

Everyone: Hurray!

Vampires: Now we don't need to keep the humans around anymore!

Humanity: *surprised pikachu face*

"Dang it."

Josh read the label on the unnaturally orange carton: Not a significant source of saturated fat, trans fat, cholesterol, dietary fiber, vitamin D, calcium, iron, and potassium.

"Really, Josh?" Amanda surveyed the scene from the second floor banister. Haphazardly strewn about the atrium were packing materials, large cardboard boxes, and a few wooden palettes. "Elana is gonna dust you when she wakes up."

Josh sighed, placing the carton onto an unopened box. "She was complaining about the Council's new feeding rules. I figured I'd surprise her. Give her something juicy to drink instead of the pills."

"Oh, don't worry, she'll be surprised all right."

"But for real, why call your product SunnyD if it doesn't have any vitamin D?"

"Josh, please just clean this up."

"Uhh," Josh looked around at the mess, as if seeing it for the first time, "How?"

"I don't know, bro. Call back the driver and enthrall him or something. I'm going back to my room, don't want to be here when Elana sees this."

"When I see what?" A cold, stern, accented voice inquires from behind Amanda, causing her to jump in surprise.

"Elana!" Amanda turns, "Hi! Wow! Your, uhh, your hair is looking amazing this evening!"

Elana touches her unremarkable auburn hair, which is put up in a simple bun. "I have done nothing with my hair, childe. Why do you say this? You know I cannot check to see if you lie."

Amanda slips past Elana, "Oh, what? Why would I lie about that? Trust me, it's great. Anyways, I left something in my coffin. I'll be right back."

Amanda hurried off and Elana shook her head, confused.

From the atrium below, Josh called out, "Hi Elana! Um, don't be mad!"

Elana walked to the banister, her footsteps gliding, impossibly quiet across the carpeted wood. "Joshua! What is this mess?"

"Ha," Josh put a hand behind his neck, not making eye contact, "Well, funny story."

"I do not laugh."

"Right, yeah. So, I figured. Since the Council said we aren't allowed to have blood anymore, except for special occasions--"

At mention of the council, Elana's eyes flared red. "They are foolish," she interrupts, "Your whole generation. You do not respect the old ways."

"Okay, but, I thought," Josh stumbled over his words, "I thought I could, ya know, getcha a substitute."

"Oh," Elana's tone shifted, from anger to grateful curiosity, "Show me."

She motioned for him to bring a carton.

Josh faked a smile, grabbed the carton he'd set down earlier, and walked up the stairs. The old wood of the estate creaked loudly beneath his feet.

"Here ya go," he handed her the carton, "All the vitamins and minerals you need, in an easy to bite container!"

Elana looked over the carton suspiciously. "Sunny Dee." She sounded out the words slowly, methodically.

Elana looked at Josh for confirmation. Josh smiled, and nodded. Elana shrugged, looked back at the carton, and extended her fangs. She bit into the carton, and drank the bright orange contents. In seconds, Elana had drained the carton dry.

"Sunny Dee," Elana said again, "This is good branding."

"Yep!" Josh lied.

"Put these in the walk-in," Elana commanded, "There is plenty room."

"Of course," Josh nodded his relieved assent, "Anything else?"

"Yes. Tell me, childe, why did Amanda leave?"

Panic bloomed pink on Josh's cheeks, "Right, umm. Yeah. You know her, she's just.. weird."

Elana bobbed her head, "You speak truth. I do not understand that one at all."

"Well, I'm gonna get to work here. You headed out?"

Elana walked down the stairs, "Council meeting is tonight. I am going to tell them what I think of new feeding policy." She smirked, her eyes burning ever so slightly red.

Josh gulped down his anxiety, "Welp, good luck!"

As the twin mahogany doors shut behind Elana, Amanda peeked out from her room further down the hallway

"Did she dust you?" Amanda asked.

"Not yet," Josh made a fist over his chest and shuddered.

"Cool lie, by the way."

"You heard all that?"

"Yup. So, like, one problem. What are you going to do when this garbage doesn't keep away the Hunger and she tries to kill us for real?"

"Well, you wanna help me supplement all these?"

"Absolutely not."

Josh sighed, "Okay, in that case, could you call back up the delivery driver?"

"Oooo," Amanda's face lit up, and she grinned, flashing her fangs, "Special occasion?"

"Yeah," Josh said, "special occasion."

---B e g i n P r o l o g u e---

"Jake, for the last time, there are no flying fish that swims in the air !" I turn to Jake, looking at his stout physique.

"Remind me again, why are you not fixing this tent with me," I respond with a strain in my voice.

"Jim, you have more experience when it comes to camping or survival," Jake responds with a complacent tone.

As I finish showing him to pitch a tent, make a fire, and how get water. Him doodling it down to his tiny notepad.

"...remember that the river must be running," I said standing up with the two quarts latched on my belt. "Any questions?" I got a response from him looking up to the sky and I look.

"DID YOU NOT SEE THE FISH IN THE SKY OR THE HARE IN THE RIVER?!" Jake shouts with conviction.

I looked up to the sky and see the bright stars in the sky, showing the rim of the milky way galaxy. Afterward, I look into the river and see algae running in the river. I turn to look at him, he was shaken yet for what?

"Jake, how about we just go home?" I said in a soothing tone, he looked at me with a concentrated look even if he was shaken. He nods slowly.

As I walk through the river and along the path, we spotted some rangers who were inebriated by the looks and slurred speech. After the interaction, we made it to the car however I notice something different. A fish is on the hood of my car. A rotten one at that.

I begin to laugh while Jake began to freak out. I was puzzled by this odd joke that I thought he pulled. I swiftly pushed the fish off the car and pushed him into the car.

"Welp, let's go home and make a call to a pizza shop at Joe's," I said to Jake.

As he made the call, I played my favorite song, "Mr. Brightside.".

Fish. Swimming fish bombard the vehicle. I recoiled from the hits to the car as Jake began to have a panic attack.

I turned into a tree and we flipped into a playground area. I woke from the crash and notice Jake began to crawl out of the vehicle, dragging me out. We gasp from the event yet no brakes. Screams and shouts were heard. We ran. and Ran. and Ran. The steps kept getting louder and LOUDER. I DO NOT KNOW WHAT TO DO MAN. I AM SCARED. THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A NORMAL TRIP. I DO NOT WANT TO DIE. I AM TOO YOUNG. I HAVE A CHILD ON THE WAY. WE WERE SUPPOSED TO GRADUATE IN A MONTH.

I was shaken back to reality by Jake. I stared at him, noticing in the background in the restroom with pelts of-

"JIM!" I stared at Jake. "Take this." I grab hold of the object, fumbling through it with my fingers. I cut myself with his fingertips. Wait Fingertip? I look towards him again. His face began to melt into a more skeletal form. Yelling begins to surge through the air once more. The walls began to crumble and the ceiling began to collapse.

"JAKE, WHAT THE HECK IS GOING ON?!" I yelled looking around me and noticing the goop and pelts of humans?! I turn to him. He was now a hulking figure, arms and legs turned to spears with a spiked spine.

"StAY hErE tiLL mORnIng.." He strains through his now dissembled vocal cords. I just stared blankly. "AnD," It says, turning away and exiting the restroom, "doN't StOp rUnNiNG, Don'T lOoK uP, aNd eArcH "UmIt rAnSOn pEerMEnTs". I could not understand the last words, and perhaps I should not too.

How many days has it been? The Goop disappeared and the pelts and rotten. I hold what's left to the door.

Blood pumping, piss flowing, tears rolling. The shock grasped me and took hold of me. I wanted to yell, but it felt like I had no mouth.

I pushed the door open. It was dark yet recognizable. My jaw dropped. My vehicle is in good condition, DON'T STOP RUNNING!

I ran to my vehicle. Stomps were heard, fires were seen, and the cruxifacation of my friend was seen as well. I did not stop.

I jumped into my car and started it, and began to drive. I looked back. I met a stretched, deformed face of a man yet no playground or restroom, but a deformed set of bones and flesh welded together. Before I met eyes with the monster, I pulled out the object, he gave me. It was a shotgun for rangers and I fired it.

The monster winced from the bullets and shattered glass, but the car began to shake. It was able to grab the other side of my car and lifted it. It began to smile and laughed and open its uncanny mouth to swallow me whole. I revved the car over its appendage and escape from its grasp. As I left it out of sight, it waved and smile at me.

As I was about to leave the park, I notice a couple stranded on the side of the road. DON'T LOOK UP. I kept looking forward and drove past them. As I looked back, I notice an appendage on their backs, like a tentacle lodged on a person's spine. They exploded into red mist yet drove. and drove. and drove. and drove. and drove. and drove. and drove. and drove.

I was able to make it to my hometown of Paxton, Texas. North of Austin, Texas. I was also 30 minutes away from my home and college. Before I present myself to my family, they asked if I wanted dinner with them, and I rented a motel room. I tried to wash my body, but the dirt was still stained. I tried to eat, but it never stayed down. I tried to rest, but my heart beat each moment. As I arrived home, they asked me about my trip with Jake, and I responded with a soulful tone. They must have assumed it went well.

We drove to a nice, little restaurant. I believe it was called Nixon's Steaks. I was able to order a steak medium rare. I could barely hold my excitement, my family told me to have manners. I guess I got a bit excited.

As we finished eating, my family made small talk and I began to relax.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

My phone ranged. I thought it was dead.

"Hello?" I was perplexed by the silent response. I looked at the caller id. Jake. Shocked yet I responded as smoothly as possible to not get a response from my family.

"Hey, Jake! What's up?" I responded to avoid any suspicion from my family.

"J I M. L O O K F O R S U M M I T M A S O N E X P E R I M E N T S I F Y O U W A N T T O D I E L I K E Y O U R F R I E N D." I left my family to the lobby as the thing that talked to me. A wave of shock went through me yet I stayed unfazed.

" A L S O, D I D Y O U S E E T H E F I S H S W I M T H R O U G H T H E A I R?" It said. However, I went pale. How did it know what we saw?

" I H O P E Y O U E N J O Y E D T H E V I E W. B O T H I M E A N!" It began to giggle as I began to shake.

" I S H A L L W A I T F O R Y O U, B U T B E W A R N E D!" It began to laugh harder. The emotion I felt grew stronger and I began to recognize what it was.

" W E A R E W A T C H I N G Y O U!" It belches a hardy laugh. Anger. Anger was what I felt that day.

---E n d P r o l o g u e---

** I am thinking of making a mini verse of this short story because I like the craziness and many unanswered questions. I am thinking of keeping the short story idea with this Reddit and having n MV at the bottom to identify that it is part of the mini verse.

This reads like the ending of the old CYOA stories, and I mean that in the best way possible.

Tanica and I sipped our beers, both of us looking around the packed bar. A decade ago, we wouldn’t be able to sit here, surrounded by food sources, without going into an all out feeding frenzy. Nowadays, it was no problem. Hell, the bartender knew us by (fake, of course) our names, we’d become regulars here.

“I haven’t been able to enjoy a beer in a bar for nearly 500 years!” I said to tanika, who shared my enthusiasm “I sorely missed this” she replied “look at them all, singing, dancing, it’s like I’m home again.” Tanika and I didn’t know each other in our past lives, but we’d been turned at roughly the same time, maybe a year or so in the difference. But our kind has always been relatively small in numbers, so I guess it was only natural we’d meet.

She was beautiful. The same pale skin and slender physique as the rest of us, but with gorgeous red hair that went down to her shoulder blades, and piercing green eyes to boot. Our kind always found the humans depictions of us in media funny. Comically long ears, red eyes, talons for fingernails, the strange ability to turn into a bat, for some reason. I suppose this was their way to distance us from them, make us out to be more monstrous than we actually were. In reality, we looked as human as any man or woman did, and tanika was proof of that.

I, however, was more stereotypical. Tall, long black hair, eyes a shade of brown so dark you could hardly tell iris from pupil. Still, we all passed for human. Their horridly inaccurate depiction of us made hunting far more easier. Until we had no need to hunt.

When Castillo first told me of these “pills” that satiated our thirst, I brushed him off. How could a tiny think replace a body full of blood? “Draco, I’m serious. I haven’t felt the urge for days. DAYS!” “Days?…fine, give it here then.” And just like that, a new era came about. Sunlight still posed a threat, but we could interact with humans more freely than ever before. Within months, most of vampire society had replaced the humans with this pill. Most.

“Don’t be so ridiculous Draco, a pill? Don’t you think, in all the eons, if it were as easy at that we’d have discovered it already?” Of course, the older in our population weren’t so accepting. Samus, the leader of our people, who had been leader for nearly a thousand years, laughed at the idea I presented. “But it worlds, hell, half of us already take them, we haven’t tasted human blood for weeks! Isn’t that proof enough for you?” “You’ll all go blood crazy before long, mark my words! I won’t be joining you, and I’ll be sure to inform who I can about your crazy plans. You can Callisto will be shunned from vampire society.” He was still shouting threats as I walked out. God, that went poorly.

A year in, there was an all out war brewing. We all kept a good front with each other, but we occasionally heard of the “pure” attacking “the bloodless”, and the reports were growing. The society splintered, Callisto lead us, but we still acknowledged samus as leader. Until the Grand Attack.

Callisto had set up a new Safehouse, one that only let bloodless members in. It was a safe haven for us, without the need to worry about random attacks. The pure thought themselves stronger. That we, without our historic food source, had lost strength. The truth was, they attacked only fledgling vampires, and often numbered them 5-1. But still, they WERE outnumbered. Nearly 3/4’s were bloodless, and our numbers slowly grew.

When they attacked, they were in full force, breaking our defence was easy for them, we only had a small number defending the front. We didn’t expect the attack, and they caught us with our pants down, this is true. But they weren’t expecting a force that outnumbered them 3-1, a force that had been training for this very night, a force armed with enough weaponry to give each member 2 swords, and still have some to spare. It was a bloodbath.

They tried to run, but we had them flanked. Callisto lead the battle inside, while I led the battle from the outside. They were surrounded, and they knew it. Many surrendered, but samus, delusional about the odds, shouted from the centre “fight you cowards, fight! They are weak! We can win this! we ca-“ he was interrupted by Tanika, and her sword that had pierced his chest.

“You can what?” She asked, but got no answer. Samus was dying, bleeding more blood than he ever drank. She, as some type of dark joke, took her finger, ran it across her sword, collecting some of the old vampires blood, and tasted it. “Mm, almost forgotten what that was like..” she smirked, and we all saw the life finally fade from the old bastards eyes.

“Hard to believe that was nearly a decade ago, hey Tanika?” I said. I had been lost in thought for…I’m not even sure how long. She knew what I was talking about. “Hm, I can still taste that bastards bitter blood… do you ever miss it? The humans, I mean.” I scanned the room again, my mind filling with memories of screams, of flowing blood, of children, watching in horror as their parents died slowly and agonizingly. “Not really” I said “far to messy, far to…personal.” I stared at the pill, fiddling with it in my hand for a second, before putting it in my mouth, taking a long sip of beer to wash it down. “That…now that’s easy.”

I mean, Jeff Bezos and Elon musk are blood sucking parasites already.

Omg that last sentence got me good! Well done!

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Loved this!

And call my imagination cliché, but I could see this turn into some old-gen vs new-gen vampire in-fighting with the vampire hunters involving themselves.

Story was exactly as I expected, excellent

The old generation of vampires rolled their eyes and the young ones. Their virtue signaling as they posted how iron supplements and Vitamin D was just as good on TikTok and you didn't even have to murder people. Ohh-la-la. So woke these young vampires.

And then you had the young vampires. Looking at the older vampires with equal if not more contempt. These old vampires who are so set in their ways. Who value 'tradition' more than they care about adapting and becoming better people and treating the world and society better. You would often hear them talk about how the older generation of vampires would just have to eventually die off and then the world would be more woke as the younger vampires got older. But for how many generations have they been saying that?

The divide between generations has just been getting bigger and bigger. The camps have been getting further and further away and they started living in their own bubbles. Young vampires were not talking to older vampires and nobody was able to work together to find a solution that they could both find. But at the same time, whenever the generations were able to come together and try to understand each other, they found they actually had things in common. They both enjoyed sunsets. They both enjoyed turning into bats. They both got annoyed when they had to floss around their fangs because the fangs would accidentally cut the floss.

Maybe if they just talked to each other and saw the others as equals that were trying to get by in a crazy convoluted world, things could get better. Who knows? I'm not going to be part of that solution though, fuck old vampires, they're pieces of shit. I'm gonna go take my iron supplement and some molly and go to a rave.

NGL, while I enjoyed the actual twist, I was hoping it would turn into a vampire MLM supplement scheme.

The new generation of vampires was a breath of fresh air in the vampire world. They had grown up with stories of their ancestors, who had been forced to drink human blood to survive and feared discovery by humans. But this new generation wanted more than just survival - they wanted acceptance and integration into human society.
So when they discovered that taking iron supplements and vitamin D drops could help them feel fine without drinking human blood, it seemed like a dream come true! The vampires were able to integrate into society without fear or suspicion from humans - something their ancestors never thought possible.
They spread the news far and wide, inspiring other young vampires to take advantage of this newfound freedom from the burden of having to drink human blood in order to survive. Soon enough, all over the world there were thriving communities made up entirely of vampires living alongside humans peacefully. No longer did these creatures have to hide away in dark corners for fear that someone might discover their secret; instead they could live out in the open as part-time members of society!
As time went on, even more advancements were made within vampire culture: scientists found ways for them not only stay healthy without drinking any kind of blood at all but also develop relationships with humans based on mutual respect rather than fear or mistrust due a lack thereof understanding between both species before this breakthrough occurred.. This era marked an important turning point for both humanity and vampirism alike – one where two different species could coexist peacefully under one roof while each benefiting from what the other has too offer!

But if the guy is immoirtal won't he outlive the genie?

A surprise to be sure but a welcome one

A drone in a hive is a simple creature, they work and mate once with their queen, then they die. What of a drone that the queen has taken a liking to? A story about a humanoid drone with a queen that favors him.

My day starts with the collection of food from the surface of the planet. I am a low ranked xelaua drone that just collects food for the hive. At the peak of my maturity I am to mate with my queen and die. I am not able to experience that, for my queen has... taken a liking to me.

"Come now Little drone, just come lay with me for a bit longer?" "My queen, I have a responsibility to the hive to continue my work." "Your responsibility is to mate with me, so come here and be responsible." My queen waves a finger at me, with pleading eyes. "I must continue my work until my time, it is my duty." "I didn't want to force you but you are just a stubborn little one." A mist starts to waft from the queen. It smells so very good, so good that I don't want to leave. I begin to walk towards her. "Now come here and stay with me little drone, I shall make sure you don't leave me." There is a soft noise and I feel something wrap around me. A cocoon is wrapping around me. "I finally found one suitable to be my king, but he must reveal his true self first." I am engulfed in the queens cocoon and I soon slumber, soon to be reborn as her one and only king.

It was the middle of the night when they met up. It was always the middle of the night. Why, you may ask? Because they would spontaneously combust the second they ever got in contact with the sun. Not even getting severe burns first. Just the second they touch the sun, it’s over. One of them was the third oldest currently living vampire, lord Carvaáles, a vampire that witnessed the beheading of queen Marry and drank coffee with young Hitler in Austria back when he was still an aspiring artist, wearing an old purple cloak decorated with bones. The second was his son, Gourìèl. Even he was old by vampire standards, since his father was a horny teenager back in the day. He wore a tuxedo that was, despite being over a hundred years old, still looking like it just came out of the shop. The third vampire was Gourìèls son, Frank, wearing sweat pants and a Metallica shirt. “Now, my dearest boy, tell us, why have you called an emergency meeting all of a sudden? I have a feast to attend to and the night is not getting any younger!” Carvaáles announced in a raspy, yet wise voice. “Well, you guys remember how we need to drink human blood to live? Which makes us murder a bunch of innocent people?” Frank asked. “That is correct, it is said, however we have to keep doing it, it is our nature. If some higher entity made us like this, then it must be the right path.” His father reassured him about their violent ways. “Yeah… about that… See, one of my human acquaintances, Ashley has this thing called iron insufficiency, so she has to pop pills for it. It also makes her blood not as nutritious. That’s also the reason as to why I stopped when I started sucking her blood when we first met. Anyway-” “Wait hold on. You’re telling me you attacked a human, began drinking their blood, and then stopped, thus letting them know you’re a vampire, while also seeing her?” His father interrupted him swiftly. “Yes. That is exactly what happened between her and I.” “Oh for the love of Dracula, I told you this is what will happen if you father a child of a dumb woman, Gourìèl, the young one has inherited her intellect, or better yet, the lack off.” The elderly jabbed at his only still living son. “Father, we shall not re-open that Pandora’s box. Kriitila is a wonderful woman with whom I’m very pleased with. You’d known that if you actually showed up more. Or if you, you know ATTENDED OUR WEDDING YOUR DEADBEAT ASSHOLE!” “Can I please, for the love of Dracula, finish? I actually have some very important information to share with you two.” Frank requested. “Seeing how I’m in quite of a hurry, let’s let him speak his mind so I can go on with my night as quickly as vampirically possible.” The old one stated. “So anyway, I ate one of those pills by accident, thinking it’s candy-” “What is candy?” Gourìèls wondered. “Sounds tasty.” He also added. “It is, it’s a human thing, but that’s not relevant at the moment. So, I ate one of those pills while I was quite thirsty for blood and wouldn’t you know, I felt less hungry. Then I took two more and I felt like I just sucked an entire human dry. Turns out humans have found a way to take the essence that we need to live and mass produce it. We don’t have to murder people any more.” “That is incredible, what an amazing new discovery! I will definitely try these things.” Carvaáles likes complimenting his grandchild, but he did want to give compliments for a reason and not just throw them around so they’d mean something. And this certainly was worth it. “This… is not a new invention. It’s pretty old. Yeah, we sort of could have stopped killing humans decades ago. But you know, better late than never!” There were suddenly footsteps coming out of the darkness. It was a man with a headlight that was broken. “Oh, I didn’t expect to met other ghost hunters in this abandoned castle. How do you do? The name’s Mickey!” The man presented himself. He had a thick New York accent, a long beard and only a sprinkle worth of grey hair. “Lovely! I have not to find a feast! The feast has found me!” Carvaáles announced. “Time for brunch, father!” His son added as they both pounced on the man. “What the fuck are you two doing? I JUST said we don’t have to eat people any more!” “Oh, you are correct! My apologies, young one, it’s a force of habit! Well, we’ve barely nimbled on him, I am sure he is still alive-” “He’s dead I believe you’ve broke his neck when you jumped on him with such force, father.” Gourìèls interrupted his father amidst a sentence, which he rarely did. “Well, shit happens, just please stop killing people now that we don’t have to.” As both of the older vampires nodded, Gourìèls decided to inquire about the potential length of this meeting. “So, are we done here or is there anything else on the agenda? I’m missing the Vampiric chess world championship over this.” “Well dad, as a matter of fact, there is. There’s actually going to be four of us in the next meeting. I’m having a kid!” “Why that’s amazing, son! I am truly excited!” His father announced. “With Ashley, the human girl!” Frank added. Both of the elder vampires held eye contact for about half a minute and then facepalmed simultaneously. “Oh good lord, he laid in bed with livestock!” Gourìèls groaned. “And now I’m sure they’ll give him some pathetic human name like “Bob” or “Dennis”, the same way you did!” Carvaáles added on. “We’ve been through this, our traditional names don’t blend in with the humans. Do you have any idea how many weird looks I get every time I have to show my ID?” “HER NAME SHALL BE KÄRATĦĨËL, THE EATER OF SOULS, CRUSHER OF NATIONS!!!” Frank yelled as hard as he could. “I suppose some of my common sense skipped a generation!” Carvaáles announced while clapping his wrinkled hands with a giddy smile, seemingly already getting over the fact his great-grandchild will be of mixed blood. “I hate you both.” Gourìèls groaned

Sorry I don't get the ending here

Haha that may have been an influence

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This was so good.

My favorite line: "I first saw daylight in 2020. Such irony."

Touche