Chapter 2: Immortal

The camper rocks back to its stable position, still swaying a bit. What the fuck was that!?? You turn to look outside, but as you're turning your head you hear an ungodly screech of something hard against the metal of the camper. Claws like iron rip through the aluminum as if it were nothing. Iron and aluminum... you think... that much friction between those two could easily start a thermite reaction. And sure enough, it did. The bear's claws lit up with a blindingly bright white flame, causing it to shriek in agony. The flames go out, leaving a very much enraged bear. The bear grabs the side of the trailer and rips it off, effortlessly. The little girl screams. Instinctively, you run towards the bear and tackle it, protecting the little girl from death. You smell the familiar smell of your favorite beer on the bears breath as you pin it to the ground. For some reason it reminds you of the little girl drinking vodka.. damn underage kids. Teenagers drinking... always getting themselves into trouble. They must be having a party again. You ask the bear to hold on, and pull out your cell phone and call the cops on the kids the next site over. A cop car pulls out of a campsite a few spaces over, and pulls up to their party. Finally, silence.

Can we continue?
The bear has a rather masculine voice for being so small.
Bears have tenor voices!! you think.. Not bass!

You punch the bear in the gut.
IMPOSTER!
You arent even a bear.
You're a fat guy in a bear suit!

You rip open the side of the bear. Inside, you find the ever-present little girl. Suddenly, you become very confused.

You hurt me! Man, you need to play nicer with kids!

Her daddy is seriously pissed. He runs at you with a crowbar. You feel the cold iron slide through your flesh, and you see that your body is impaled by the crowbar. You pull it out, and you can see that there is a hole an inch wide all the way through your body. You wonder why there is no blood coming out, but as you examine yourself you look more like spoiled pork roast than a body with organs.

I must be a vampire, you think, thats the only logical explanation to all of this. You look at yourself and admire your new black clothes. The real question, you should be asking yourself, is how i became a vampire. It is truly a mystery.
You ask the girl's daddy how you became a vampire.
He doesnt respond directly, but rather with a question.
How did my little girl attack herself, and more importantly rip open the side of the camper with her bear claws?

You do find this all rather strange. You are quite sure that the bear was attacking her and she screamed. There is no question.. she was IN the camper.

Well you could just ask me yourself! The little girls voice is still quite deep and masculine.
You feel lame for not understanding, but you decide not to let it show, and just ask.

You connected me with the bear! Just with the power of thought, you turned the bear into me, transporting me from where i was to where i became.

This knowledge is very enlightening. But still, how does this explain how you became a vampire?

Yet again, thought power. This time subconscious. You realized that you should be dead, so you made yourself into something that would not be killed by what happened to you. Its quite simple really.

So thats like.. what... magic?

Indeed. The magic of thought. The most powerful magic, really.

This can't be real! You say aloud. The girl, the camper, the bear suit, and the man fade away, leaving you lying on the ground outside in the burning sun. You get up, wondering whether what you just experienced was a dream, or reality.