Disabled Vampire

Intro Even though you don’t know what happened, I did it for you… I’ll always love you… Forever… No matter what, Kay? [Your POV] The fire took 60 minutes to burn the castle, two hours to devour its way to the bare stone walls. Everyone was asleep—sound asleep, but not me. Something kept me up, prevented me from going into a deep slumber I so desperately craved. I didn’t know what it was, though something told me to stay awake. I couldn’t sleep. Not tonight. Tonight I was filled with a sense of unease and nausea as I desperately tried to rest after a long day of “riveting” royal duties. Some would call it a blessing, being the firstborn heir to the throne. I call it torture—something I wished never to relive. Two-thirty, I was still awake. Then, I smelled something. “Something’s off,” I thought. “Who cooks chips at this hour?” I dragged myself out of bed, ready to scold someone. But I was met with a horrifying discovery. The corridor reeked. I coughed and froze. It wasn’t chips. It was a fire—a fierce, ravenous fire already spreading. I knew what had to be done. I stared at the orange and yellow blaze surrounding me. Beautiful, in a way. If it wasn’t destroying my home. The smoke choked me as I raced to wake my siblings—four vampires who could sleep through anything. I burst into the corridor, shouting, “FIRE! GET OUT NOW!” hoping the workers would hear. They did, stumbling out into the night. I ran to my twin’s room, shaking her awake. “Mmf... Sis, why do I smell smoke... and silver?” “There’s a fire. We need to move. Now.” We ran. I found two of my brothers, dragging them outside. The third? Already gone. I screamed his name, pushing through the smoke, ignoring the silver burning my skin. I finally stumbled outside, holding my almost unconscious brother. We collapsed. My body was scorched, my legs useless. I later woke up in the hospital with a headache and severe burns. “I’m sorry, ma’am. Your legs are too far gone. You’ll need a wheelchair... permanently.”