Reincarnation

I hear while I am dead. But not entirely. My hearing somehow it seems that I am in a vampiric comatose. I was in a coffin, and the priests wanted to stake me through the heart as my father would do the honours. Still, he refused madly with rage because I am his human son to his eyes. No matter how evil, manipulative, psychotic, rather an empty soul I am, he still loves me. I was his only purpose in life. He killed the priests in the chapel of San Nicholas 2 and right next to our village, San Juan Nepomuceno.

Before my father could kill the last priest, the exorcist pinned me down to earth with his stake through my heart. My biological bloodline families became antichrists because of this calling it Blasphemy and calling the priests Heathens.

As I have awoken from my slumber, I got up from my coffin and saw the bloodshed here. There were cops, and the exorcist was sent to jail for what he had done to my corpse. There were many policemen around the chapel except in the back.

I managed to escape, took the stake from my heart, and felt immeasurable pain.

I silently walked out of the chapel that same night and fled to the public market districts of Guagua, injured. I lay down with the wound on my chest. Drinking blood may have taken some time to heal my injury as I slowly lose my blood count.

But I did not have any motivation to hunt,, nonetheless.

I fled to Sasmuan of Pampanga, trying to flee as fast as possible with this wound on my chest. As I passed out, they took me to the hospital.

They did surgeries on my heart and wondered how I did not die. I had a pulse again.

It was replaced by another heart and gave a blood transfusion. As I awoke, the blood bag above me was there, and I grabbed it and drank from it.

"Sir?" the female nurse knocked and came inside. "Oh, my…."

"Please, don't tell anyone! The priests tried to kill me for being a vampire. Thank you for your help. But it seems that I'm entirely okay now. I bid you my thanks for helping me survive. I might need to leave."

"Why are you leaving? We need to check on your health first, which is right now. The surgeon will come here right away. What is your name?"

"Voltaire. But my surname is Tepes. Now, if you want to check on my health and if I am entirely healthy now, I can assure that you might give me some new clothes and money to get out of here."

"Sir… you might be mentally challenged."

"A stake through the heart, how big the hole in my heart was, and I managed to flee from the coffin. If you heard of the incident happened last night, you can know that was me."

"That was… 3 years ago. And yes, we know. That is why you are our top priority. And someone came here to see you. Some bad news sir, sorry to say this late, but your father has died from liver and heart failure. Your mother died from a heart attack after that happened when she was trying to stop him from doing his… old habits before you were born. Your brother somehow managed to survive the stress. Your brother has been working here for 3 years. You are in Macabebe Hospital."

"San Fernando?"

"Yes, no one knows about this except your brother and the staff that works for you, even the other doctors and nurses that do not work for you don't know about this matter. You had a heart transplant, fresh from a healthy young boy that died 3 years ago with unknown causes. Oh, the doctor is here, and your brother."

"Klei…!"

"Kuya Gie!!!"

We embraced each other.

"I'm glad that my prayers have been answered. I think you're okay now, it seems. Let's go to America, okay?"

"I want to go to New York to publish novels as a bestselling author."

"That's nice. I already had you a passport and everything. I had so many big plans for you, you and I for each other to live together. But somehow you died. And… it proves that you ARE a vampire. When we opened the curtains beside this bed of yours you started to burn so we kept it closed even at night time."

"Thanks, Kuya Gie…"

"So. Let's get your doctor."

The doctor checked on me, and I was completely healthy.

I was finally discharged from the hospital at night time.

"What a miracle this is!"

"Yeah, indeed so."

"You want to go to New York and work for NY Times? You told me about it 4 years ago."

"At least I'm out of house arrest. How did I… die in that coffin 3 years ago?"

"COVID-19. We were about to cremate you, but dad didn't want that, neither did I and our mom."

"Oh… COVID really hit my brain hard to the point I didn't know I had it."

"You just came out of a coma. You won't remember it much. Get in the car. Let's drive!"

I got in the front seat next to him and drove to the airport.

"Don't worry about Money Klei. The government now provides us millions of monies a year. But I still want to have a restaurant business, though."

"That's nice."

Many hours later.

"Ah… the sunlight…."

"We should get a taxi really quick."

We went into the taxi as fast as we could.

"Is COVID eradicated?"

"Yeah, 2 years ago."

"That's good."

"I thought a stake through the heart kills a vampire entirely?"

"No, what destroys a vampire is only sunlight. But they have to stay in the sunlight for over an hour to get burned enough but will still live on, but the burn of it is very painful."

"Damn. My little brother is a vampire! That's so cool!"

"Yeah, we're here. Let's head into the house. Take your hoodie with you so you won't burn."

"Thanks."

I went to the fridge, and there were lots of blood bags.

"Don't get impulsive Klei. That's for the month."

"Are they human?"

"Yeah, blood donors from the Blood Bank near here."

"If I feed even enough a bit, I can stop drinking for a whole week or two."

"Where did you learn that?"

"When I cut my wrist deeply to the bone."

"Jesus, don't do that. You already have blood bags."

I went upstairs to my room and slept in the special casket. It's very comfortable too.

Woke up at nighttime…