[ WP ] You are a reverse vampire . You can only be seen in mirrors .

Little Virgil had always been different from the other vampires. While all the other vampire kids did n't have reflections... a reflection was all that little Virgil had. 
 
 This made Virgil very self conscious. You see, it's hard enough being a kid as it is, fitting in, making friends and all. But being a kid who is different makes for a painful childhood. When the other kids would play wolfboys and Indians, Virgil would sit at his desk alone. Sometimes even crying to himself quietly. 
 
 His teacher, Mrs. Fangoria, would take pity on him and try to cheer him up. `` It's okay to be different, Virgil.'' But Virgil would n't be consoled. It was too much for his little bloodthirsty heart to take. 
 
 One cool, autumn day, Virgil was inside as usual, when there was a commotion outside. He arose from his desk and ran to the window to see what all the racket was about. There was a man outside! A human man! They had all been taught from a young age how dangerous men were. Men hated the vampires! 
 
 This man was wearing a black suit with a white collar. He had a crucifix around his neck on a rosary and was wielding it with one hand, while the other hand had a long wooden stake. There was no mistaking what he was there for. The kids were shaking and scared as he was slowly approaching them. He was backing them into a corner and watching carefully to make sure none escaped. 
 
 Virgil thought to himself *I must help them. Even though they teased me and called me'plasma' behind my back, this is even worse.'' So with a look of determination ( that could only be seen in the mirror ) Virgil ran outside. 
 
 Now he had an advantage. The man could n't see him sneaking up from behind. He got close enough and pounced. As he was pouncing, he thought about the things that Mrs. Fangoria had said. Maybe it was okay to be different! He felt his fangs growing as he neared his target. 
 
 Now it is important to distinguish, most young vampires have never killed. That does n't really happen until they're a little more grown up, so this would be a first for Virgil. They were able to be sustained with energy that their parents would put off. 
 
 Virgil landed on the back of the man who was completely taken by surprise. He sunk his teeth into the neck and the man let out a wail! Something was wrong though. Virgil was n't feeling energized by this at all. He was, in fact, feeling drained! The man began to swell. He swelled bigger and bigger until finally he burst! 
 
 The kids let out a cheer when they realized their foe had been vanquished. But who was now laying on the ground where the man had stood? The shriveled body of a boy laid on the ground. The boy looked familiar. Why, he looked like Plasma, the boy they used to tease because of his reflection. 
 
 Then the children realized that little Virgil had saved all of them, but paid with his life. Maybe Virgil really did n't belong here after all. Sometimes the world can be an unforgiving place.
