My Vampire Beginning (I)

While I still have no idea where vampires originated, and may never know given the passage of time, I do know where I came from and have a feeling some many be interested in it, especially since it seems somewhat unique, even when considering all the real and fictional stories that are out there about vampires. My story begins in the deserts of present day Saudi Arabia / Jordan where I was born to a young woman who had been impregnated by a warrior during what is now called our Exodus from Egypt, something which I always find interesting since it wasn’t so much an Exodus from Egypt as a decision to leave Egypt, at least according to what I heard while growing up, which is something even the descendents of my people don’t want to believe, though the theory of this is finally being recognized by mainstream historians (we were not slaves but warriors of Egypt, ones who started being treated like second class citizens after a while, ones who were expected to do the work of lesser people, so we left, our leaders having us take what was ours from the cities, which angered the Egyptians who then came after us but were outwitted by Moses, who, like some modern day heroes, was just in the right time at the right place and presented with the right circumstances to become an important historical figure - more on that later). Anyway, I was born after all of this and grew up in the waste lands northwest of Mount. Sinai (a mountain that many falsely believe to have been a mountain of great importance to my people, but which is another mistake that is now starting to be recognized by scholars – I was young at the time and don’t know for sure which mountain the stories really talk about, and don’t really care) while searching for a home, my mind and body groomed to be a warrior due to how much fighting took place. Eventually, however, it was realized that our leader, the now revered Moses, was a tyrant, one who expected everyone to follow him without question, so, rather than questioning him, many of us left, our minds and bodies wanting to find our own land (promised land you may call it, though we didn’t), only to be preyed upon by a creature we had heard about but never witnessed before, one who came upon us in the night, feeding on most of us, but also turning some of us.