I have an announcement to make, mostly for you guys because GriffinFur1933 probably already knows. Unless it's forgotten then here's the reminder.

I will most likely be publishing Decembers late caused by a certain situation occurring at home. (Ooohh so formal) But I will still make then since it's all for my best friend. I hope you do not mind the late Decembers and enjoy and keep reading!

By the way, I tried to keep this story how it used to be as much as possible.

The Original Of Valentina/ The Last Of Siku [Edited just a bit]

P.S. Feel free to laugh at my creativity a few years ago. 

My name is Siku and I'm the last of the vampires since the VI War (Vampires I War)  

I was in my cave preparing to head out for some food until, ZAP!

A lightning storm suddenly started with no sign of it coming.

I sat on my Sitting Rock as I waited for the rain and lighting to stop. It had to rain on such a beautiful day didn't it, I thought.

Just  then, a loud boom, from lighting, struck the floor in front of the cave entrance. After the lightning disappeared, which was instantly, a man on his knees appeared. His navy blue hair was damp from the rain and he was crawling from the injuries he had.

As the man became closer, he seemed to be human. 

His face was faced down so I couldn't see it properly. I couldn't see it at all. "Please... help me..." he pleaded with a weak voice, still on his knees and hands.

"Why, what's wrong with you?" I spoke ruder than I expected to be.

He coughs blood at least two times before speaking, "I-I-was struck... by lightning..." No human could survive a lightning strike. Unless... it wasn't a lighting bolt?

"Wait here-" the man faints and collapses at my knees. I try pushing him lightly to get off my feet but he doesn't budge. So I kick him and he turns over but his hair is still over his face.

His explanation leaves me curious in helping the... thing. 

I grab some pillows and blankets from last week that was supposed to be mine tonight. I came back seeing the guy still unconscious. 

I lay the first few blankets on the ground and place him on top. Then I cover him in the rest of the blankets and prop him up on the pillows.

I knelt beside him and had the urge to brush away the hair covering his face but figured that he wanted to rest.

I checked on him again to see how he was doing. His hair has dried and his pulse is steady again. I watch him as he slowly wakes up. "Where am I?" he says with a husky and deep voice which makes me shiver.

"You're in my cave. My home."

"You're cave?" I nodded. "What do you mean?

"I was born here, I was raised here by myself. No one dared to come here. No thing. My cave."

"Isn't that weird?"

"No. But you know what is weird? Your eyes are bright red."

"T-that's just contact lenses. So what happened to me?"

"You fainted after you got stuck by lightning. Ring a bell?" he shakes his head. "Oh well. Now you're feeling better. Go now!"

Cliff hanger [Kind of]

Years later.

I sit down on the couch with Emily in my arms and my husband, Shaun, next to me. I kiss his right temple that is slightly covered by his faded navy blue hair. He turns to look at me with his red eyes and smiles.

"It's the twenty-fifth again Shaun. It's our anniversary. The first time we met."

"Yeah, it was pretty funny, wasn't it?"

To be continued. Maybe