The Ghost Hunters and The Familiar Strangers
Do Who Drink Blood

"I am a vampire, Madeline". He said as Madeline opened her eyes in shock. She stood still for about a minute before she regained herself. "you might want to see down to listen to it". Jones said as he sat on the bed. Like a robot being controlled, Madeline walked up to her husband and sat down two inches away from him. Jones understood so he decided not to comment about it.

"It happened a long time ago in Manhattan". ~~~Flashback~~~

A few years ago, Jones lived with his family, his father-Andreas, his mother-Caroline, and his older brother Allen. Jones was the little one in the family and he had no idea what his family was. All he knew was, that they go out very early in the morning before the cock crows and come back very late at night. Sometimes they come back home with scratches that become invincible the following day.

Things were going pretty well until one night. Jones was in his room sleeping when suddenly he felt a sharp pain in his neck. The pain was so much that he fainted. He woke up the following morning not remembering anything.

But things changed for him when he found himself running faster than a moving car, hearing people's thoughts, his eyes changing to green, and his attitude changed with every full moon. He kept it from his family because he didn't want them to see him as a freak but his family already knew about it.

"it's time son". His father told him as he looked at all of them in confusion.

"time for what? ". He asked them. Allen moved closer to him touching him by his shoulders and in a flash they were in a man cave at least that's what it is called in the vampire world. A cave where the rest of their kinds stay and where things happen. Before he could say anything, his parents appeared.

"Can someone explain to me what the hell is going on here?" he asked them.

They looked at one another and only one idea came into their minds. The three of their eyes turned green, fangs started coming out of their teeth and their nails started growing into claws. Jones couldn't believe his eyes, right here are his families who are vampires?.

"you guys are vampires?". He asked.

"including you". Allen told him but Jones laughed it off.

"there's no way I'm one of you guys. I mean, don't you have to get bitten to become a vampire and from what I know, I don't think vampires are hereditary".

"Some are". His father said as they all changed back to normal.

"well, I know I'm not a vampire". Jones said convincingly.

"Actually...". His brother said coming in front of him. "... You are".

"what?".

"you run faster than even the cheetah itself, you can disappear from here to there, your eyes change color, you get affected by the full moon, what more do you need?". His brother told him. "no... That's not possible. All those things you mentioned are called gifts. It was given to me".

"by me". Allen said. "I bit you, Jones, a few nights ago".

Jones laughed. "you're kidding me right? I mean I'm sure this is one of your silly jokes. If you did bite me as you said then why don't I remember it and isn't there supposed to be a mark?".

"I took away your memory and I healed the wound with my blood".

Jones paced in circles thinking of instances that his brother is telling the truth but he couldn't remember any.

"We were running low on vampires that's why I had to change you. The world is becoming evil and more vampires are coming out of their hiding and we are trying our best to put them in place". His brother explained. "Woah Woah. Hold on a second. You guys are what? Fighting other vampires?".

"We are the good guys". his brother said.

"oh, you guys don't drink blood?". Jones asked as his brother sighed. Allen understood because he went through the same thing when his father changed him. He had lots of questions including annoying ones. "Listen, you are a vampire and you can't change it".

"Does the sun affect you guys?". They shook their head. "what about cloves of garlic and holy water?".

His father was getting inferior and his son wasn't taking this discussion seriously. So he did the only thing he could think of, he placed his hand on his son's forehead as every memory starts flashing before his eyes. Jones couldn't take the pain he was feeling inside his head. His ears were buzzing with so many sounds coming in. and Jones couldn't take it anymore. He finally got the message his father was trying to pass now he can stop. "make it stop dad". Jones said holding his head with his two hands.

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Fully satisfied with the progress, Andreas set his son free. "Now, any more questions?". His father asked but after going through that terror, there's no way he's asking any more questions. Reality..

"How could you keep something this huge away from us?". Madeline asked.

"I know sweetheart and I'm sorry". Jones said trying to calm his wife.

Madeline stood up and paced in circles. "How long were you planning to keep this a secret?".

"I was planning on taking it to the grave only because I do not want to endanger your life and the kids ". Jones said, standing up to meet his wife.

"Darling, I do not know how to take this.... It's a lot to chew".

"I know honey, believe me, I'm still the same man you married a few years ago".

"Do you drink blood?". His wife asked as their children walked into the room.

"Do who drink blood?". Ashley said, folding her arms while Laura walked in right after her. Madeline and Jones looked at each other looking for the perfect lie to come up with since they know it wouldn't be that easy to fool their children especially curious Ashley.". Jones said convincingly.