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"Within the Magical World, Wixen are not the only beings that exist, in fact, there are hundreds of human like species, we often refer to these other species as ‘Creatures’ due to them being closer to mother nature than our own kind and these species often have even more subtypes within, they could be environmental differences such as saltwater merfolk compared to freshwater merfolk, or something more drastic, Creatures are just as complex as the animals that roam in the forests. The vast majority of Creatures live in their own societies, most likely with others of their own species or sharing spaces with species that are closely related, though there are some who live amongst Wixen and Muggles for their own personal reasons.
Of course, such interactions have their own downsides, us Wixen are known to have a history of prejudice towards werewolves in particular. When it comes to Muggles, these interactions have led to some fantastical tales in their literature. Creatures have been the spark of fiction, myths, legend, culture and even religions in the Muggle world. Sometimes, Muggles can be quite accurate when describing a Creature, dragons especially, this is likely due to the rare brave Muggle deciding to tackle a dragon and living to tell the tale, but most of the time, these records are nothing like the Creatures actually are, exaggeration and paranoia tends to influence an author’s depiction.
Vampires are one example of being butchered throughout Muggle literature, originally thought to be beings that are not dead, yet not alive, feeding off the life force of humans and skulking around in the dark shadow of night, looking for its next meal. Early literature depicted Vampires as bloated, purple-skinned Creatures as the body is dead and decomposing, yet as years passed, this description changed dramatically. Now, Muggles see Vampires as pale, ethereal beings who lure their prey into their traps by using the method of seduction. In reality, Vampires are actually one of the few Creatures that are closely related to humans, most Vampires are born naturally from two others with very few cases of a Vampire gene popping up in a newly born Wixen, the other way to create a Vampire is through consensual turning and it must be consensual otherwise the participant will die from the venom. Compared to humans, there are only slight natural differences, the most obvious being enlarged canines which can give Vampires a slight lisp. Vampires also have greatly improved eyesight, you will only ever see elders wearing glasses as age deteriorates their traits. Sense of smell is just as powerful, being able to detect the tiniest changes, this trait has led to Vampires being hired as poison detectors and lab observers due to their fast reaction speeds and detection of poison in liquids. A Vampire's base strength is also higher, these enhancements all make Vampires excellent hunters, while it has taken time for a natural predator to adjust to the rapidly evolving society, they have plenty of opportunities to utilise their strengths to better society.
In terms of life, Vampires can be killed just like humans can, people only perceive Vampires to be immortal as they can live up to 1,000 on average as physical ageing is greatly slowed down when they hit the age of 18.
Vampires also do not need human blood to survive, animal blood is a perfect substitute, it’s just the magical genes in Wixen blood that fulfils a Vampires needs twice as much as non magical human blood can. Another thing to take note of, not all Vampires are Wixen, some turned Wixens have even found themselves to be magically weaker due to the venom consuming parts of the magical core to prepare the body and soul for the magical transformation due to the process being a heavy strain on the body itself.
The Vampire which I have just described to you is not the only type of Vampire that exists, there is one more type, one that is far more dangerous, though thankfully, rare. I do hope that these monsters do not exist in your time as you read this tome.
Feral Vampires, they are created under extremely specific circumstances, creating one is highly illegal and punishable by death. A Vampire’s venom is naturally aggressive and requires great control, consensual turnings are discouraged for this reason, there is a tremendous chance of death. When a Vampire is starved for a severe length of time, their control of venom is lost, natural instincts take over. They will overfeed on their prey, overexposing the victim to the venom which will kill them before the feeding does.
However, if certain circumstances are met, the victim on the brink of death and their magical core strong enough to handle the overexposure, the venom will take hold and will rapidly start the transformation. Ferals are entirely different to born Vampires, even though we know very little about them, we know enough to declare them as a volatile threat to Wixen society, not even a shifted werewolf can compare to the danger these monsters are to us. Physical descriptions vary from book to book, there are records of them having retractable wings, this may be the very reason why Muggles believe Vampires can turn into bats.
Feral Vampires are closely in tune to their basal instincts, they are animals with no moral compass. The greatest difference that we know of is the feeding habits, all victims of Feral attacks are not only drained of all blood, but also left unrecognisable as Ferals tear into the flesh to consume whole. No one has survived an attack by a Feral.
From the time I write this book the hunting of Ferals is legal, you are considered a hero for slaughtering the beasts and you will be paid handsomely if you come back with a trophy from your hunt."
Draco Malfoy frowned at the old tome floating in front of him, his eyebrows knitted in confusion as he digested what he had just read, the ink in his quill had long since dried up. Shaking himself out of his stupor, Draco looks down at the parchment on his desk, a few notes had been jotted down and a blotch of ink that came from his quill. Over the summer, he had been tasked to write an assignment on the differences between Creature depictions in literature written before the 1800s and those written after the 1900s, comparing the difference in approach and how prejudice influenced writing.
Draco was initially expecting this book, written in the late 1700s, to demonise all Creatures that were too ‘animalistic’, he certainly didn’t expect it to mention an apparent sub-type of Vampire. Frowning once more, Draco picked up a modern book about Creatures, thumbing through the pages until he landed on the chapter about Vampires, his eyes flicking over the text to see if there were any mentions of the Feral Vampire, there was none. Draco repeated this process with a few more books from the modern book pile he made for this assignment before admitting defeat.
Sighing, Draco just placed the old Tome onto a discard pile of sorts, planning to return it to the library as soon as he was finished with his homework. It was written in the 1700s, Draco hums as he mused to himself, maybe the author just got confused with another Creature? Draco Malfoy hoped this was the case anyway, the idea of a Feral Vampire was terrifying.
A skeletal man sluggishly stumbled through the ten foot, his own feet dragging along the concrete, kicking up any loose stones and catching on the uneven ground, a constant stream of saliva pooled from his mouth, parts of it seemed to be a viscous black liquid.
A Vampire.
A longer, dragging its pathetic body down a street, the Being squinted at its surroundings, the hunger which ravaged through its body was hindering its sight, the Vampire could only make out the bright lights emitting from the Muggle street lamps and the sign that the light was reflecting.
‘Prv…Dre’
Was all he could make out of it as he continued along the path, desperate for food, he can’t remember how long it had been since he had been fulfilled. Out of nowhere, his nose picked up a change in the atmosphere, it ignited his nerves. The heavenly sweet smell of blood, not just any type of blood, but blood from a Wixen. This was the Vampire’s chance, the blood from this Wixen will give him enough energy to find his way back home. A weak, broken snarl left his cracked lips, his mind made up and all morals left behind as he allowed natural instincts to take control of his body. With a surprising burst of strength, the Vampire rushes towards the source of the smell.
There.
The blurred shape of a teenage boy, the blood was coming from a small cut on his thumb, but it was enough for a Vampire to pick up the scent. The Creature’s pupils dilate, lowering himself as he prepares for the strike, desperate for this to go right but also too desperate to make it a perfect hunt.
The boy seemed to notice that something was off, but it was too late, the predator had already leapt towards the prey, claws reaching out and jaw ready to clamp down onto warm skin. A successful hunt of course.
No matter how messy the hunt, Vampires never fail to capture a Wixen.