Chapter 59. Present Day: Birds of Prey

VULTORIAN

I felt the warmth and the security of the unknown. After the buzzard gave birth to me in fetus form enshrined inside a glowing egg derived, seconds after I released myself in its womb before I could perish, I nakedly rose to my feet as an adult vampire/buzzard amidst the burning inferno of a home I once shared with my wife and family and extended my enormous wings. I had supernatural human/buzzard eyes and an un-feathered bald head.

I was now a supernatural bird of prey that was cursed with eating death. A carrion eater. Before the fire could burn my dead wife and daughter, I ate the skin from their bones until skeletal forms remained. I cried with the devastating loss with each bite. I couldn't control what was in my nature. I was not the man I was before I died and was reborn. Had I listened to my wife about her dream, an omen, we would still be alive. I changed my name to Vultorian. I didn't care to remember my human life. I could raise my body temperature t