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He yelled angrily, and kicked through a pew as he stood in his abandoned sanctuary. This was once his home, his place of worship, then he realized that there is nothing to be praying to, it was all a filthy lie. That was why.. he was known as Reverend. He slopped the cross off of the stand, and spit in its direction.. before starting towards the picture of the Mother and Son.

"What am I.." He hiss suddenly, and upon opening his hand he witnessed as the cross festered and boiled in his hand, hissing and biting at him wildly, as his crazed eyes just studied it furiously. He gasped and flung it away from himself like an angry boomerang.. as the podium before him started to rattle and shake violently, his head exploded in pain, and he held onto it furiously, falling onto his eyes and witnessing as the alter ripped clean in half, and standing there was the grotesque figure of a bar-wench.. offering a bottle of some ungodly crimson fluid that looked corrosive and seaped from a crack in the side.. "What.." Tunnel vision, everything faded back to normal, and he forced himself to his feet.. stumbling a little bit.

He hissed at the Jesus as he finally manged to move away from the wall in an awkward stand.. slowly moving down the aisle, before a pew violently crashed into his side, crashing him into the wall and shattering into pieces as if made of glass.. He fell onto one knee.. and just sort of chuckled now.. as he stood up, he smashed the pew infront of him backwards into the others, moving them out of his way as he sort of limped towards the exit of the church... "********.. things.." Tunnel vision for a split second, and he whined, holding his forehead and falling against the edge of one of hte open doors, clutching it pathetically. It groaned a bit under his weight..

The once full bottle of vodka rested peacefully and now only half full in my hand. I paid the bar tender for the bottle and left. trying my hardest to walk properly, but failing miserably. I set out for the manor, but they way i was going didn't seem like the way I came. I started walking past a church, taking a swig from the bottle I stopped and stood their glaring at the beautiful and old structure. "Bloody christ..." I mumbled as I stepped forward into the threshold. "Hello?! Jesus, are you home? I have come to play a game with you!" I stammered in sing song voice. I looked around at all the pretty statues and my breath caught when I saw the beautiful pale creature the slept in the bible. I walked towards him and pulled my self up to see him, taking a swig of the vodka, "Well hello there, pet!" I exclaimed merrily. upon closer notice of the shirtless wonder, "Reverend? Whot in the bloody hell are you doing out here?" My footing on the statue slipped and i fell to the ground with a hard thud. The bottle slipping from my hand and shattering. my unconcious body lying there peacefully.

I turned over on my bed, my eyes fixing on the little scratches in the paint of my bland white walls. I ran the vampires through my head, thinking about how glamorous all of them had looked, even the snoopy ones that were watching me from their windows. I pulled myself up, feeling my eyes about to shut and my mind starting to doze, I didn't want to sleep.

Ever since I was a kid I'd loved the supernatural, anything about it fascinated me, mostly ghosts. It lost some of its magic when witches and werewolves and vampires just burst out of hiding and hit the streets, but he was still drawn to them, especially after his and Danielle's encounter just a few hours ago.

I turned on my bed again, my digital clock blinking a 2:00 AM at me that I could barely make out through my blurry eyes.

Maybe I should just go back to that mansion... go in... what do I have to lose? They bite me? I become a vampire? Mom would hate me, but I already have the gay count against me.

I let the idea roll around in my head as I sat up, rubbing my own shoulders and I headed for my door, stepping down the stairs quietly and finding mom still in a deep sleep in front of The Golden Girls. I felt a sinking feeling in my stomach and pushed my front door open, stepping out into the black streets and looking up into the sky, watching a few of the whispy clouds drift over a perfectly round moon, hanging in the sky, serene, vivid. I focused on it as I passed down my street, my bag hanging off my shoulder as I stepped briskly.

I could see the corner of Blood Manor coming into view and I was surprised by my lack of natural reaction. No chills, no fright. My justification with my mother was enough to push me here. I was sick of being just another friendless teenager, I wanted to be something interesting. If that meant being in with vampires so be it. If that meant BEING a vampire, so be it.

I pushed the gate open, feeling the intimidation of the house finally as I moved up to the door. I rapped on it once before turning to look across the land, the grass was green in some spots with patches of not so green. The trees were all tall, mostly leafless but not completely, we were bridging into fall after all.

"Yeah, um, hi." I said, laughing and standing at the front, smiling a meek smile, glad that a familiar face had answered the door instead of some random resident. "Sorry about bugging you or anything, is the invitation still up?" I asked, looking over your shoulder and down the hallways of the ancient home. I shoved my hands in my pockets to keep them off my neck.

He groaned softly, and his head rolled to the side slowly, and he felt himself slowly coming back into consciousness that was currently composed of bright lights and ghastly figures.. He rubbed his head, and just sort of smiled as he leaned up to give the angel a kiss.. "Thanks hun.." He groaned.. letting his head slowly lean back again, not quite able to get himself up yet..

"Alright, Sean!" I called after him. "Make yourself at home! Take a rest, I'll give you the grand tour before the um... appointment." I smirked at the last word. I didn't like to call it a "transformation," but... oh well. That's what it was. An appointment for him to be turned.