Vampire of year

book 1 in vampire of the year series

the aswang the vampire ,and the witch

nicole jalonen

prologue

the vavampire of the year

a small town on the outskirts of los angelas california known as pallouto was where i grew up. quiet and picturesc . mountains looking over a town of 6000 residents . nestled right by the ocean where teens could sneak to the oceans edge make out and have campfire parties and party. yup thats wherew i called home growing i was popular and out going and had tons of friends. thats where my story starts actually. with just this question to any of you who might be reading this my first novel im writing . ever had a monster chase after you?

well i have and heres my story.......

my family owned a modest little house in the town of palouto california as well as a book store my mom owned and ran. hour two bedroom house was connected to that store. two bedrooms and small, but it was home though as a teen i hated it all the kids teased me saying we were poor. but like i said i had a small group of friends who made me popular in my own right.

billy gates was my best friend and by all accounts a bad ass and leader of our group.

"yes its summer!"

the blonde haired billy shouted as he and jason james both seventeen year old boys ran from high school excited to spend their summer with girls doing what all teenage boys do. party and have fun!

"Im so glad we are seventeen years old now you know why bud/"

billy laughed as i asked, "no why?"

"cuz we can go whereever we wat now without asking the rents lmow where i wanna go right now?"

"Where ?"

I asked laughing thwn my so called friend replied, "the mall!"

and my blood ran cold at the thought cuz to get to the mall we would go right through the old oscaremore mansion estate. but wanting to appear cool and toik i replied. "ok."

my face must have shown my fear because buff and brave billy continued on saying.

"did you know people say that oscaremores ghost still walks the place?"

but i dont believe in that kind of stuff, billy added.

"they also say , billy continued in a low scratchy creepy voice.

"they say he not only walks he runs....."

"runs?"

i reoeated gazing at him."ya runs from his grandfather steve oscarmore the vampire !"

billy exclaimed as i rolled my green eyes , "Ya right."

"no really,"

billy insisted, "and so his grandfather the vampire ios still thirsty for some new blood."

"when you walk by they say you can still here oscarmores screams for help as the vampire chases him through the house!"

"how did oscaremore die?"

I asked as i trieed to sound brave.

"his grampa the vamp got him,"

billy answered not sounding bothered by his own eerie words as he glanced over at me in utter shock.

"why?"

he asked his voice had a quiver to it like he was going to laugh at my reply.

even before i got another word out .

"Ha youre scared jason !"

billy said laughing hystarically.

shut up i yelled as i ran back to my house

"hi honey how was your last day?"

"fine, i said except for one thing."

"whats that?"

mom asked as i shrugged my thin shoulders taking my brown jacket off and hanging it on a hook on the door. as i replied, "Billys mad at me."

oh dear my mom replied sympathetically as i grabbed a burgerand went to my bedroom.

*

upstairs i threw my gray back pack full of the days books on the floor flopped on my double bed and tried to phone billy.

"Hello billy answered the phone as i said back slowly,"Hi look im sorry for....."

"oh its the scardie cat ."

billy bosted as i remained calm and said. "Im sorry for getting mad at you for saying that to which billy hissed.

"I dont want to talk to you as he hung up in my ear!

billywouldnt talk to me for a month after that and after all ive been through he and i still arent the greatest friends but im getting ahead of myself it got to the point that i was teased so badly cuz billy told all the kids in our high school i was scared of the oscaremore mansion then when i would go into town or yo school id get called freak and scardie cat and wmp and other names and get embarassed and run away.

I told myself all sorts of bad stuff. i hated myself that i was a loser and a waste of space because my friends didnt like me anymore. i wouldnt even leave the house but one faithful summer day mom forced me to go get groceries and as i walked i heard.

"jason buddy."

glancing around the stores and restaurants on the busy road i gasped as i saw my friend Danny.

"hey bud how are you doing."

great i stuttered.

wrapping his buff arm in a green t shirt around me danny explained tentively.

"listen billy told us about the way you reacted when you guys went passed the oscaremore mansion."

"oh ," i replied gulping and basing for insalt or worse...........

instead danny patted me on the back reassurely saying. "you dont have to worry about being teased anymore."

"i dont believe you"

"ya thats what we thought youd say and thats why we are inviting you to a party at billys."

"party why me?"

to which the blonde haired danny replied. "youre our friend and we want you to understand we like you no matter what youre afraid of."

"uh huh sure,"

I replied sarcastically.

"no for real dude heck i told billy and the others i dont even like that place im scared of it to.". danny said still trying to comfort me.

"Ok im coming i said as danny went down the sun litt bustling with people sidewalk as he called to me . " be there at billys at 6 30 tonight,"

later that same night i went to my mom. asking. "mom can i go to a party tonight?"

"where." the brown haired green eyed thin woman in flowed shirt and pants pyjamma set asked.

at billys i told her as she seemed to hesitate then finally agreed and so at exactly 6 30 rgat night i was off to billys house.

my dad dropped me off at billys and i do have to say i was excited he and i had been friends since pre school i hated fighting with him.

anyway when i got into billys two story house i gazed around and called. "hello!"

hey

a voice said from behind me.

where the party and the people >"

i asked gazing around the echoey big empy house as billy smirked in the dimmly lit room as he coed , "that was just a cover story we used to get you here."

"what ?"

I said feeling the anger bubble up in my heart as billy chuckled and explained. "well we still wanna talk to you we just thought party probly wasnt the coolest place to do it so can you stay jas?"

"fine i said i did hesitate but i agreed as billy chimed.

"good lets go for a little walk."

"ok." I said feeling sweat roll down my pale thin cheeks as my heart started pumping in fear, which looking baxck probly shoulda listed to but anyway,,,,,,,,,,

'this isnt just a little walk where are we going ? i asked myself as we strutted down a dark winding dirt road as the night grew darker and foggier.

then i saw where we were and turned white as a ghost. breathing . "billy? as he asked what jas?"

"this is the oscREMORE ESTATE!"

"SO BILLY SMIRKED SLYLY. " THIS IS WHERE WE STOP."

FOR A MOMENT I STOOD THERE WANTING SCREAM AND CRY LIKE A TODDLER THEN WITHOUT REALISING IT I HAD TURNED TO TRY TO RUN AWAY. 

"JASON DONT RUN OFF ," BILLY DANNY AND THE OTHER FOUR BOYS GRABBED ME AS THE OTHERS HELD ME AS I TRIED TO WRESTLE FREE BILLY CHUMED . JASON DONT RUN YOU HAVE HEARD THE LEGAND RIGHT?'

"WHAT LEGAND?" i asked angrily.

" the one where someone spends the night in the haunted oscaremore mansion?"

"I i cant........."

"jason if you dont do this youll lose all your friends."

I thought for a few minutes before i murmured. "ok,"

"great go home and pack and meet us back here at ten thirty pm tonight."

as the kids let me go i ran home with their warning trailing after me, "dont tell mommy and daddy

nervous later i climbed out of bed and grabbed my duffel and crept out the window in my room and i was on my way back to the mansion.

"well its about time!"

billy snapped as we broke into the mansion.

creek! went the old wooden front dooe as we all turn on our flashlights and shone them around the broken dusty windows. all the furniture was covered with white sheets, the entrance was bigger then a kitchen and two rooms put together. as we looked around more we saw photos of civil war soldiers ancestors of oscaremore family on the white walls

then billy broke the eerie silce as he suggested. "well lets leave jason alone to get some shut eye."

":night jason !" danny shouted as he shut the hravy front door.

i tried to gulp my fear down as i turned to face the room again. "well here i am."

I said nervously. 

alone i turned to face the dusty broken windows white sheet covered furniture and cobwebbed corners again ya the place looked normal enough you know for a house that hadnt been lived in since 1812 but i was still frightened!I dropped my bag on the floor cold sweat already running down my face i turned my ipod on to play music and thats when i heard a louder then the music in my ears Crash!

"what was thAT ! I EXCLAIMED SAS I SPUN AROUND AND SAW WITH GREAT RELIF IT HAD ONLY BEEN MY DUFFEL FALLING !

i picked it up and went to te next room of te mansions first floor. this room was . this room was a little different it wasnt full of stuff instead it only had two small windoes and a covered arm chair and a painting hanging on the wall over the fire place.

it was a large framed in bronze painting of Kyle and steve oscaremore!it was a creepy painting though looking closely i saw why it creeped me out . kyle oscaremore seemed to be smiling and looking straight at me!

at the moment my eyes locked on kyle oscaremores in the picture there was an ice cold gust of wind that blew right passed me in the dinning room!

suddenly the ice cold wind as i watched it swirlirled around the picture of steve and kyle oscare more!seemingingly forming a shape of a human or something. 

then i saw the weirdest thing the painting of the gray haired steve oscaremore in an old style gray tux and his grandson kyle was empty because steve was gone from it! and the painted version of kyle was seemingly pointing the wind that i saw was now forming the warning.

beware young lad steve is coming!

now i was scared i could feel my knees shaking so badly i thought id fall . i wanted to cry but told myself. its just billy pulling a prank dont cry!

"theres a trick wiee behind this painting! but peering behind the old painting my heart sank to my toes in fear because i saw no wire behing the old dusty painting!

Ok someone else is here. i told myself as i called out.

"danny, scott billy i know you are here!"

"guys?!"

but only silence met my echoeing voice ringing off the bare chipped paint covered walls through the huge empty house!

"anyone there?"

I gulped with fear as my trembling voice was only mrt with eerie silence and whistling cold wind!

now i looked back at the wall where the message was. Beware the word seemed to stick to my heart like glue making it race with fear!

hes coming for you!

remembering the rest of the message made my thin frame sink to the floor as sobbs came out of my lips like a new born. all i thought was.......

why did i do this?

was billy right am i a scardie cat?

my parents arent that big on believing in god so i never have told them this , but i prayed to him!

dear god i know im a waaste of time hell you probly agree with billy but im asking you begging you really....to help me!

the next few seconds i sat on the creaky hard wood floor crying, its just a bad dream i kept telling myself as the crippling fear was not letting me even leave! thats when i heard it.

Crash !

Boom!

i glanced up towards the front door.

what was that ? i whispered shaking as i threw the wood front door open and looked out into the foggy silent darkness of the seemingly endless night!

no one was there!

squeak! squeak!

Oh thank god it was rats in the wall i told myself closing and locking the door again.

coming back to the living room entering a large bedroom with smashed light bulbs and a comfy looking four poster bed next to a picture window made the old dust rotten wood floors creak and moan!flap flap went some blood red curtains as i screamed in horror as i felt in the pitch darkness something fat and furry run over my foot!

i strode back into the living room and felt a suddenly rush of heat and saw that the fire place in the living room was lit and crackling away now when it was empty and off before!

how strange is that i yawned as tiredness over took me suiddenly and ignoring the creepy sign i curled up in my sleeping bag in front of the fire and was asleep in seconds!

"hello youmg man you look like you have very healthy blood in you."

the voice was so cold it cut through me like a sword as i woke and jumped away .

"steve!"

i exclaimed in horror staring right into the white face with black dead eyes of the cape wearing beast now kneeling over my saleeping bag as i ran steve hissed. through his white fangs.

"you know who i am thats not a good thing cuz i have to kill you!"

I ignored the threat and ran through the house , through the living room kitchen and dinning room again and up the soiral stair casr into a ball room with floor to ceiling stAinglass windows and old chandelierI had no clue where to hide.

thud thud!

I could hear steve the vampire heavy boots following me up the stairs now!

"come here boy

steve said.

i promise you it wont hurt!

"owe!"

i said as my hand i ran along the wall feeling my way througfh the darkness hit something cold and hard and round!

it felt like steeli could still hear syeve stocking after me but i focused on what i was holding then it dawned on me its a doorknob im holding i told myself but just as i opened the door.

"Ah ha i have you!"

steve cold cruel voice rang in my ear as he was right with me now!

the last thing i saw was steve pale white fangs and face as his six foot call buff body bent over me as i crouched trying to open the doorthen my world went black!

i woke upin a room built entirely of stone, as i gazed around the thick black walls lit only by candles i guessed i wasnt even in the mansion anymore!

my face was soaked with swat and as i whipped it i gazed down realising something was wrong!

my hands were all white like snow and my nails were long and black!

there just like syeves he must have bitten me i thought.

"your awake and i see the transformation was a success want to see what you like?"

steve asked coming out of the shadows as i nodded.hehanded me a small mirror and to my horror i didnt see my reflection in the miorror! i was exactly like steve!

i was a vampire though i still had my brown hair,"where are we?"

the grave yard steve hissed.

grave yard i repeated confused as he smirked and explained. 

"yes the grve yard where youll rest until youre strong enough to go out and do what vampires do!"

"yea right!"

i snapped .

"when your strong enough ill take you to the magic world."

he explained as i asked.

"why didnt i die like your grandson did?"

"your not pure of heart."

"pure of heart ?

I repeated.

as steve in a cold scratchy voice explained.

"people who are pure of heart have the power to destroy a vampire but if a vampire is lucky enough to turn a oure of heart before we die then we can turn them."

with that steve vanished leaving me in the dimmly lit with candles stone windowless room all alone!

chapter one

imprisoned

for days id wake up hoping to be human again praying this was all a bad dream. yet every day id wake up and i was still an ugly pale fanged tooth vampire!

i wasnt eating or drinking blood of any kind so i starved, i was held prisoner in that small stone room for what felt like eternity but steve said it had