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This is the vampire story!!!!! (Updated) |
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You can’t stay neutral in this war. And it’s not about who kills more or whose side of town you come to first. It’s which side helps you out in a pinch, offers you a place to stay and food….then feeds you a sob story that makes even someone without a heart feel depressed. Though some of those stories are true, most of them are a load of crap. Remember that, trust me it’s the most important thing you’ll ever learn out here.
There are no facts, just fabrications. No one really knows how vampires came about. Sure there are stories, but that’s all they are, stories! It makes me so pissed sometimes. I mean sure there is a reason for this war, but sometimes it’s just not worth it. It’s not worth it to see the dead and undead count rise every day. I hate this place, but then again I love it. I have friends here, and enemies. So many enemies……
I wasn’t even born here. Part of me wishes I never came to this town, part of me hopes I’ll never leave. All I know is that leaving now is not an option. Cause tomorrow, may be my last day alive, and I know I cannot run from my fate.
I write this as a warning, if you are a human, or even a vampire that does not wish to end up dead, please leave now while you still have a chance. This is the only warning you will ever receive……please do not toss it aside.
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My name is Anehta, or at least that's what everyone calls me. After my parents death I decided to leave the past behind, including my name. I ran away from my aunt. You would have too, she was gonna put me in finishing school. I would rather live in hell than live there. But then again that would be my ultimate hell.
So I ran. At the first town I came to I stayed next to a kendo club. I used to watch there sessions and, using a piece of bamboo, I taught myself the moves. While they are slightly varied from those taught at a dojo, they'll sure as hell get the job done...most of the time. Trust me when you live on the road like I do the first rule is learn how to kick some a**.
Now I may sound like some punk when I say that, but trust me on this one. Especially when you're a girl, you run into to so many sick pervs, and psycho killers, you wouldn't last a day without some lessons in defense 101. And defense 101 won’t help you much in this town either. You might make it through to the other side, if you're lucky.
The town of Zamban is divided into three parts, the vampire side, the human side, and the town square. The vampire and human sides are pretty self explanatory. The races are to live in their respective territories as agreed to in the treaty. Now no one remembers when the treaty was signed or if it even exists. And if you're thinking that it's stupid to follow the rules of something that probably doesn't even exist, you're absolutely right!
But here's the thing. It's kinda like one of those unspoken codes. And neither side wants to be the first to break it. So I bet you're wondering, "Anehta, if they reside on separate sides of town and follow the treaty what's the problem?" Well I'm glad you asked....whoever you are. Cause there's still the town center, and that is no mans land, which causes some of the problems.
 sec259 · Mon Mar 05, 2007 @ 09:19pm · 6 Comments |
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This is not the vampire story
"I guess this is where it ends." I sank against a tree and sighed. My wings were exhausted and I could barely feel my feet. I'd been running for days, I knew they were still looking for me but my body had given out. They were going to win, and there was nothing I could do.
It's not like I'd ever thought about running away, but then again it's not like they ever thought I’d be able to fly so young. "Serves those bastards right." I smiled and thought about how they were probably searching the skies at that very moment. "You'll have to go through hell to clip these wings." I looked back at my aching wings, as the slowly fluctuated as I breathed.
They were beautiful cream colour, though eventually they would become white when I turned of age. I liked them this colour, white is so boring and plain.
I was caught up in my thoughts when I was suddenly brought back to reality when I heard footsteps nearby.
"This is it." I thought. "Okay idiots you found me, took you long enough." I was surprised by my words. Normally I was very timid and shy but I think the adrenaline was so new to me it made me kind of fearless. "Come on already just get it over with, or did you forget the tranquilizer guns?"
Though I was mouthing off I my body was shutting down, I needed sleep badly. I tried to stand up but I felt a sharp pain in my left leg and fell to the ground. With the recent development I'd forgotten about my broken leg.
I felt myself slipping into sleep, but before I was fully out of it a saw something that took my breath away. The most beautiful girl I'd ever seen stepped out form behind the tree. She was dressed in a black dress that was torn at the bottom and laced up black boots. Her jet-black hair was up in a bun, with a few pieces caressing her face. But what made my heart skip a beat were her eyes. They were a deep shade of purple with what seemed to be diamonds catching the light of the stars.
She kneeled next to me and said something I didn't understand, and then I was out like a light.
I woke up several hours later to the sound of the rain. I slowly sat up and cringed as I pain shot from my leg.
"You're lucky to be alive." I turned and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed. I blushed and very much wanted to hide under the covers. I was very shy and I'd never been 'outside' before. She noticed my discomfort and smiled. "I'm not going to hurt you angel."
She turned for a moment and set a tray on the bed. It held a cup of tea and several cookies. My mouth instantly began to water. I hadn't eaten for nearly two days. I looked at her and then at the tray. I took a cookie and nibbled on it a bit. God it tasted so good. I ate it quickly and then had another. The whole time she just smiled and watched. I let out content sigh as I finished the cookies. I carefully took a sip of the tea; it was hot but not too hot, absolutely perfect.
When I was finished she took the tray and set it on the table next to the bed. "I'm glad to see you're feeling better. I was worried you wouldn't make it." She pulled off the covers and examined my leg. "It's healing faster than I thought, you're pretty amazing."
"I've always been that way, as long as I can remember..." I stared at the ceiling.
sec259 · Sat Feb 24, 2007 @ 06:09am · 1 Comments |
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Can you love someone, without ever meeting them?
Can you laugh with them?
Can you cry with them?
Can you fear for their life?
Can you feel their pain?
Can you smile when they are happy?
Can you frown when they are sad?
Is it possible
To die inside
When a person you’ve never met
Dies?
I think….no…I know
I know that all of these things are possible…
I never met him, and now I know I never will
But I know in my heart
That I will always love him
I will always admire his strength
And he will always be my hero
I miss you so much….
Goodbye Steve…
sec259 · Thu Sep 28, 2006 @ 04:22am · 2 Comments |
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