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Weatherly was chained to the ceiling of a cave by his wrist. Whelps and deeps gash lay against his barren chest. Even vampires had a limit of sanity, and he was at his breaking point. They had tortured him for a endless week without a break. He had been hit with bullwhips, and peeled with razor blade. They had hit him with sledge hammers, and cut him swords. The pain simmered upon him in the dark lonely cave.

Their hideout was just a line of caves which they considered just to be rooms. Emo stalked in bearing a knife stabbing it into his thigh making him grunt in pain. He had started to grow accustom to the agony. His face was the worst they had mangled scars upon his cheeks, and down his eyebrows to were his cheeks started. Emo simple whistled a soft melody as she took the knife out.

Scott walked in with Weatherly's bow stepping back from him for target practice. He leisurely shot one of Weatherly's knee cap of his right leg. Weatherly's head which hung low to his chest writhed in pain. Dreyfus had simply told them to make him suffer as much as he could without killing him. Emo stared as Scott shot arrow after arrow into his legs smiling in pleasure.

"You know what," The words slipping off Weatherly's tong.

The two of them were shocked because he had not spoken since Fang had run off.

"What," Emo asked simply dilly dallying with spinning the blade on her finger like a balancing act.

"You all are damned. Because when I'm through with you you'll be the one's begging for mercy," Weatherly said managing to catch his breath his lungs burning each time he spoke.

"Huh," Emo said coming over to him to pull the arrows out.

She pulled two out of both knee caps where she made her mistake. He lifted himself with the chains, and kneed her right in the nose. She fell backwards hitting her head on the hard cave floor. She held her nose cursing as Scott ran over to help her. Scott got to close as Weatherly spun with the chains, and caught Scott in the side of the head with a big left kick. Scott flew into the cave wall crashing to the ground his head burst open blood pouring onto the cave floor.

Just as the rest of the group got into the cave, and as Emo stood up Weatherly jerked the chains from the ceiling. He was in a blood rage from not eating in over a year.

He twirled the heavy iron chains around in the air, and hit Emo so hard it pined her body to the ground almost crushing her spine. He roared in anger as Green jumped for him, and he threw a link of chain like a lasso catching him by the throat. He thrust Green against the ceiling by jerking upward. Green twirled as Weatherly jerked the chain free from his neck.

He twirled the chain around his hand making it a pair of brass knuckles hitting Cooper so hard in the face his head imploded into his body as Green hit the floor with a thud. He elbowed Burhie in the ribs shattering them into fragments inside her body. Christy tried to grab him, but he spun around slamming his hand with the chain it directly on top of her head making her eyes bug out as she fell unconscious on the floor. Amber tried for his neck, but he swung both his arms catching by the waist and ripping her body into three pieces blood splattering all over the floor along with intestines and other organs.

Dreyfus came in last clapping his hands, and laughing hardily.

"Nice job," he said with grin that showed his arrogance.

"Now it's your turn," Weatherly screamed his eyes becoming so red that he had no pupils as he stepped forward for a fight.

"So it is. So it is," Dreyfus said taking a stance.

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Weatherly awoke choking on his own blood spitting it out most of it dry from being in his mouth. He was still in the woods, and he heard footsteps approaching, and it was none other than Fang. The large werewolf smiled down up him. The stance of the werewolf's body was not fierce, but calm and mellow.

"You look like shit," a voice slipping thew the giant's teeth.

"Thanks for the compliment," Weatherly said managing to sit up against a tree.

"Nice shot though I'll give you that a thousand yard shot," Fang said with a low growl.

"Must have gotten him good to make her scream that loud," Weatherly said.

"Almost in the heart, but you didn't kill him," Fang said sitting on his hind legs.

"Dreyfus has brainwashed them," He said coughing up more blood as he snapped the leg bone back inside his body.

"I know they killed off my whole pack a year back," Fang said looking down in sadness.

"Why," Weatherly asked doing the same to his other leg.

"No reason. Emo killed my mate with such hate it made me shutter at what had set her off so badly. She ate her intestines right in front of me. There was too many of them there. I was wondering where you were," Fang said lieing his head down on his paws as he laid down.

"Sorry to hear that," He said looking at the big wolf in pity.

"Dreyfus has put you on an execution date. He says he's a prophet who will see the downfall of the vampire existence, and says if you are not destroyed you will be the downfall of their secret society. He tells Emo that you will kill her precious Scott, and then goes back and tells Scott you will kill her. Either way he want's you dead very badly. Emo has begun to resist, but the action you have just done is going to make her believe his words," Fang said with small yawn.

Weatherly noticed it was daytime, and was thankful for the shade of the forest.

"Bravo dear friends bravo," a voice came from the woods.

It was none other than Dreyfus. He was as skinny as a toothpick with long fangs that press against his bottom lip. He had long dark brown hair, and piercing brown eyes. His long fingers wriggled around at his side. He laughed hardly as Weatherly stood up on his broken mending legs.

"Why isn't it just a convenience that I wold find you two together. Huh, what pitiful fools one a simple dumb wolf and the other a tarnished vampire," He said with a laugh.

"You are a disgrace to vampires," Weatherly said his legs mending faster by the minute.

Fang lunged for Dreyfus, but was punched in mid air by a flying Burhie. She landed on her feet beside Dreyfus as Fang went against a tree knocked out.

"Get him, and bring him to the torture chamber," Dreyfus said turning around swishing his hand as all of Weatherly's former friends swirled around him.

They all kicked him in the ribs bringing him to his knees as they grabbed his arms and legs. He struggled in their grip, but could do nothing as they carried him threw the shaded forest to his agony.

"Emo you have to stop this! Look at me this isn't you would you do this before you met him. Scott wouldn't have let you do this if you weren't brainwashed. Green, Burhie, Christy, Amber, Cooper.....stop this," Weatherly begged as he struggled in their grip.

"You have brought this upon yourself," Emo said simply.

"Fang wake up you have to stop them," Weatherly said.

Fang did stir, and wake up. What he did was look at Weatherly being carried off, and turned and fled letting them do as they pleased.

"Coward," Weatherly screamed as they walked on.

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12 years later...

The Club of the Damned six years before they had split apart separating in groups. The biggest group made up of Green, Burhie, Cooper, and Amber. The second group was none other than Emo, Scott, and Christy. The single solitary soul wandering around was Weatherly.

The others were brainwashed casting Weatherly out. The one controlling them a vampire named Dreyfus. He was the leader of the clan called the League of Reign. It was a high up society which who's emblem was that of a crow with white feathers and blue eyes.

"There damned all damned," Weatherly muttered to himself as he watched Emo and her group stroll in the forest.

They were in Romania leading to their normal temple of succlusion. Weatherly had noticed long ago their eyes had turned a clear golden color. It made him ache inside at their normalness how they still acted the same yet they were so different. He held his bow up hoping to end their suffering. He started aiming for Emo's head hoping to end it quickly. He pulled back his arms shaking, and his heart gave out. He could still not end it because of the last remnants of his heart.

Emo turned around spotting him, and a smile appeared on her face that was both devious and evil.

"Well, hello," Emo said her voice sounding stern.

"Hello, Emo long time," Weatherly said jumping down from the tree tops in front of them.

"Hello," Scott said his eyes staring dead at him.

"Welcome," Christy said a little laugh as she turned towards him.

"Still haven't the heart I see," Emo said her voice ludicrous.

"Maybe not just yet, but soon,"Weatherly said putting his bow on his back along with the arrow that he stuck in a bag on his waist.

"Get him," Emo screamed.

Scott jumped on him slamming a fist into his chest. He slammed against a tree as Christy sipped toward him, and kneed him in the privates. He fell to the ground as they all stomped him into the ground. Cracks from bones breaking could be heard all through the forest as they beat him senseless. When they stopped he was half dead, and Scott and Christy began to leave running.

"Come on we can't keep Dreyfus waiting," Christy yelled to Emo as she and Scott headed off.

"I'll only be a minute," Emo said looking down at him in a massive puddle of blood his legs broken the bone sticking out.

She bent down he boots covered in his blood. She pulled his head up to look at her by his hair. His eyes were almost lifeless as she stared into his eyes.

"I never loved you," She said slinging him into a tree making yet more bones crack.

She ran off to catch up with Christy and Scott (which she now called her boyfriend). Weatherly suffering from mainly the mental pain he now endured. He crawled screaming in agony from all the broken bones and flesh wounds.

"You son of a bitches," Weatherly yelled rolling over on his back.

He rolled back over on his stomach, and crawled into the forest. He managed to sit up against a tree, and get his bow out from behind him. He grabbed an arrow, and put it upon the string pulled back as hard as he could. He shot it, and the arrow sipped threw the air going past Emo as she had almost caught up to the other two. It landed in Scott's back almost penetrating into the heart.

"Scott," Emo's scream was heard through out the forest.

"Bitch," Weatherly said passing out falling to the ground.

To be continued...(don't get offened Jennifer.)

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vampjenna
12:30 Dec 16 2008

lol. you worry about my feelings WAY to much! i'm telling you man, after 6 years of knowing each other, those feelings, don't exist therefore, you can't hurt them! ok? lolz.

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The man stood in the middle of a black space. He wore a simple black robe. His hair had turned a florescent gray, and his a clear white. It had been long ago that he had come into the black abyss.

"Save me," He muttered taking a single step his head looking at the ground. His hair fell down to his waist as he walked slowly in the space.

"Death please come please," He begged as he fell to his knees.

It echoed around the room as the voice surrounded him.

"Kill yourself," One said.

"How," he screamed.

"Give up," Another said.

"I have given up just please let me die," He yelled holding his head in between his knees.

"Give up your soul," Another said with a laugh of pure insanity.

"I give it up. I give it up," The man said beginning to weep in sorrow.

"Do it," One screamed.

"Jesus!!!!!!Christ please," He screamed in utter loneliness.

"I love you honey," He heard his mother's voice.

"I love you don't die," he heard another sounding like an old friend.

"Kill me," He once again yelled.

He began to gauge his eyes out in insanity. He clenched his teeth at the pain as he threw both his eyeballs to the ground. He rolled on the ground convulsing in pain as his eyelid fluttered with the pain.

"Ahhh!!!!Kill me you son of bitches! Kill me! Yah ah yah ah," He screamed in pure intensity of the moment.

He clawed at his face sending pieces of skin dripping off as he smiled in insanity as the blood poured down his face.

"I've given up, and all you god damned voices do is lie. Now kill me! So help me God if I get a hold on just one of the speakers," He said with a laugh as he stood.

"Give up," One teased.

"Ah!!!!!!Where are you liars," He yelled as he fell to the ground starting to crawl.

"Ha ha," one said.

"I'll show you ha ha in a minute," He said as he began to claw at his neck.

He crawled feeling the ground, and trying to hear any other sound instead of voices.

"Give up. Just give up," One said.

He screamed at the top of his lungs continuously making the void echo as he drifted into his self.

Weatherly watched as Christy stumbled down the hall like a drunk with Emo helping her. Cooper was fully awake tied down to the table. Scott finally awake was leaning against a wall his wrist tied behind along with a still asleep Amber to his side whose wrist were tied to he feet.

Christy reached Cooper, and stopped while Weatherly stepped over. He took his sharp fingernail, and slid it down Cooper's throat. Christy pounced on him her teeth digging deep into his neck. The table couldn't withstand the pressure, and collapsed. Cooper was screaming his head off as she sucked the life out of him.

Emo on the other hand picked up Scott with a single finger by his shirt. She bit easily into his neck making him grunt as he clenched his teeth. He struggled as she grasped his arms to hold as she quenched her thirst.

"Rock,paper, scissors to see who get's leftovers," Green suggested to Weatherly and Burhie.

"Alright," Burhie and Weatherly said huddling each other in a circle.

Burhie won as they threw down rocks, and she used paper. She laughed in glee as she picked Amber up by her hair, and bit as she could into the woman's neck. Amber screamed in horror and pain shrieking high enough to break glass it seemed.

"Get the hell of me," Amber screamed as Burhie did her work.

"I'm not that thirsty anymore," Weatherly said looking at Green.

"Yeah, I suggest we go find an animal," Green said looking at Cooper becoming pale from blood loss.

Jennifer let go of Scott throwing him down like a simple piece of clothing. She wiped her mouth with a finger, and stuck the finger in her mouth sucking the finger dry.

"I never thought he would be so tasty mm," Emo said as she smiled at Weatherly.

"Looks like Christy's enjoying Cooper," Weatherly said as Cooper tried to choke out words.

When Cooper was almost completely lifeless Christy let off breathing hard.

"I feel loads better," Christy said jumping up and dancing around weirdly in her own manner shaking her hands up and down.

Weatherly hugged Christy, and she hugged him back. They separated as Weatherly and Green were about to go outside. Burhie jumped off Amber who was unconscious now from the pain.

"You sure are good as sucking," Green said to Burhie,

"Shut up perv," Burhie said punching him in the shoulder.

"They will change soon, and then we have to deal with Amber the most," Weatherly said.

"Why," Burhie asked.

"Miss Emo over here had Amber's boy toy as her first meal, and first meals don't usually last long Christy just got lucky," Green said with a smirk.

"Shut up Bryce," Emo said a look of guilt spreading on her face.

"Why does everything have to cause such a mess," Weatherly said seeing Scott's eyes becoming like theirs.

"I can see," Scott said breaking the ropes as Cooper broke out of his.

Their skin became paler and hair darkened a little.

"They changed faster than I thought they would," Weatherly said.

"Well, I guess we're vampires now," Cooper said sighing in displeasure.

"I like it except for Jennifer almost killing me," Scott said.

"How'd you know," Emo asked.

"I have my ways," Scott said.

"I hate you all," Amber screamed as she stood free of her ropes.

"Damn it all," Emo said.

Amber lurched forward, and Emo like a speeding bullet caught her off guard and slapped her against a wall knocking her out cold.

"How many times am I going to do that," Emo asked.

"I don't know depends on how many times she tries to fight us," Weatherly said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"Where to," Cooper asked.

"A good place for your first meals a small town," Weatherly said as he watched Emo pick Amber up on her shoulder.

"Alright what about Ripley," Scott asked.

"There have been too many attacks there for right now. We'll find a place," Weatherly said as they headed out of the door.

To be continued...

A man from a small town had just been trained to go into the Navy. He was about 5'9 his figure built with muscle, and he had short dirty blond hair. He wore a simple white uniform with a blue handkerchief around his neck. His other crew mates wore mostly the same unless they were the Captain or a higher up officer.

The ship was small not meant for any big sea battle. It was a navigation ship pretty much telling where all the battles were going on or were it was safe in the water. It had a couple of big guns on it at the nose of the ship, but no more than three. The hull of course made of steel was easy to rip threw with a torpedo, but not by any normal bullets.

The ship had lodging rooms just enough for the couple of people on the ship to rest. The lodges held about five small twin sized beds. The ship of course had a place for showers, and water tanks that were located in the engine room. They had to keep their uniforms clean because they had to wear them everyday. It would be that or wear the dirtiest clothes anyone had ever seen. They usually waited until they docked before they ever got to clean them.

Everything on the ship was mainly inside the ship not on deck. The deck was were the captain's quarters were located. The steel deck was mopped everyday because of all the tromping back and forth to the captain.

The man cursed as three men from the filthy engine room came on deck to go see the captain. He had mopped the deck four times earlier that morning, and was getting tired of it.

"Hey, Timothy how's it going," A woman asked smiling at him.

She wore the same uniform as him, and he hair was long and black. She always had it in a ponytail, and he had always presumed she was Gothic at one time. Her skin was so pale it made her look like a porcelain doll. He was white, but he wasn't that white.

"People keep on trudging damn oil from the engine room up here, but I guess I'm doing alright Misty," Timothy said looking into her brown eyes for a second before continuing to mop.

"Next stop is Israel I heard the captain say that anyway," she said sighing a bit.

Timothy didn't feel like having a conversation at the moment, and just listened as she followed him mopping. The three men also trudged back by making him curse under his breath.

He quickly mopped the only parts of the deck that had stepped on, and put the mop up.

"Well, I suppose that being in Israel will be fun if I'm drunk anyway," She said with a laugh.

"Yeah, I've been wanting a bottle of whiskey," He said simply as they head down the stairs to the lodging area.

He opened a door to his left sitting on the first bed to his right. She decided to sit next to him as he pulled out a flask filled with spiced rum. He twisted the top of the flask, and took a small sip. He handed it to her, and she took a huge gulp. She handed him the flask back with a small smile on her face as she licked her lips. He felt the flask was half gone. He smiled, and shook his head laughing a little bit. He decide it was time for a refill, and pulled a whole bottle out from under the bed as he finished off the flask.

"Here enjoy I have a couple of things to do," Timothy said handing her the bottle as he stood.

"I've finished all things I was ordered to do," She said simply.

"Drink up then," Timothy said heading out the door.

He went to the deck making sure the big guns were loaded at the nose checking that off his list. Then he went into captain's quarters making sure everything was intact, and in working condition. The captain was asleep in his usual grey uniform with symbols of all he had accomplished on his chest. The captain had a better mattress than all the lodging rooms on his twin sized bed. The steering and navigation control panel in front of a giant window that showed the nose of the ship with the big guns. He let the captain as he went silently out of the quarters.

"This place has nothing to do," Timothy said as he headed back to his lodge.

When he reached half the bottle was already go from the half gallon. She had decided to lay down on his bed.

"Everything going good," He said with a laugh.

"Everything is fine for now," She said.

He took the bottle from her hands, and started drinking.

When afternoon came the bottle was already gone. Timothy and Misty were drunk off their leaning against the wall as they sat on his bed. Timothy's bunk mates also drunk laughed as they tried to break dance.

"They suck," Misty said as a man tripped and fell backwards.

"I know," Timothy said with a laugh as the man stood up stumbling.

The ship always got drunk around this time from nothing to do. A battle never seemed to happen at all. So far they had seen only one, and that was about three weeks back.

By night time most of the ship was passed out except for the captain who slept during the day.

The next morning brought nothing, but confusion. Timothy woke with Misty naked on top of him who still had boxers on. This had happened at least three times already before this so he knew how wake her up. He sighed, and squeezed her butt cheek. She woke with a jolt knocking him out from under her, and he slammed onto the floor. She wrapped herself in the covers as he threw her underwear to her. They got dressed quickly as they went up to the deck to noticed they were docked.

"Israel," Timothy said looking at her.

They both looked as they both saw a giant white wolf flee through the beach sand into a small town.

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vampjenna
16:14 Dec 14 2008

who's misty? lol. oh and btw, u promised about scott!!!! remember? yesterday in metal trades, you promised me you would. and i'm am so not sitting with you three ne more! for the past 2 days that i did, i whined up with milk in my lap and i no longer have a pair of clean pants in my locker! lol.

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Weatherly and the others had made into a little house on a mountainside overlooking a waterfall. It was obviously a rich man's little get away house. It had expensive painting's on the sky blue walls. The floor had fine white carpet. The doorway lead into the small living with three couches a table made of wood in the middle of them. The plasma screen television hung on the wall under a dresser with a HD DVD player on top of it. The drawers filled with many movies and CD's.

It had one bathroom with a tile floor that held a toilet and a giant shower that could fit a couple of people. The house also had two bedrooms that looked exactly alike that held queen sized beds the sheets made of silk and highly expensive looking quilts on top of them.

The kitchen next to the living room held a refrigerator filled with any type of food any human could want along with the dishwasher, oven, and sink. The floors in the kitchen were tiled with dark maroon squares.

The house also held a storage room/closet filled with neatly folded clothes and washing machine and dryers.

"This place is neat," Emo said looking threw drawers.

"Christy's still resting peacefully for now," Green said stepping into the living room from the hallway that lead to the bathroom and other two bedrooms.

"Well she took a hell of a stab," Weatherly said sitting comfortably down on a couch.

"You still haven't told me how you came back," Emo said turning around looking at him.

"OK, when the Shadow wind went into my body there were three of us. The light one if that's what you called him was the good part of my vampire soul. The dark one was the hate that I had for everything in the world plus the Shadow wind's effect on him made him ten times stronger. Then there was my human soul. Inside my body a battle came about of who would take full control. Then my soul split my body into threes one the dark vampire, one the light vampire, and one the human. That's the only way I can really explain it," Weatherly said simply.

"Oh," Emo said swishing it away like a fly, and turning around to look at the movies again.

"What do we do now? Just sit here, and live out the rest of our immortal lives doing nothing," Burhie asked.

Green looked out a window in the living room seeing the mountainside filled with snow then he looked to the side to see three people dressed in white leather uniforms. The symbol on their chest was an eye with red pupils. One was a man a haircut that shape like a bowl over his head his brown eyes scanning the house. The woman to his left blond headed with green eyes holding a cross bow. The man to his right was a skinny fellow with strawberry blond long hair. The man's eyes were white as snow, and in his hands was a shotgun.

"Cooper brought the Slayer crew back," Green said looking at the man in front.

"I knew you should have never said anything to him," Weatherly said.

"That was a long time ago," Emo said biting a finger innocently.

"Well, he did kind of go crazy about the whole us being vampires thing," Green said.

"Who's with him," Weatherly asked sitting on the couch still relaxed.

"Scott and Amber," Green said sighing.

"Scott still blind," Weatherly asked.

"Of course Emo is the one threw all those shards of glass into them," Green said.

"I didn't mean to they were scaring me," Emo said defensively.

"Yeah, Green you try getting chased after by a couple of humans with crossbows, shotguns, and flamethrowers you would have done the same," Burhie said backing Emo up.

"Well there coming to the door," Green said getting away from the window.

"Emo you have to deal with them since you started it," Weatherly said.

"Oh, come on," Emo said with a frown heading to the door.

Cooper stopped at the door as he spotted Jennifer opening the door. He grabbed a knife on his side held there by a holster attached to his hip. She frowned at him, and quickly socked him in the nose. He fell backward hitting his head on the hard mountain rock.

"Why can't you just give up," Emo said heading toward Scott. Scott just stood there listening for her footsteps.

"Scott please just give up," Emo said.

"Why so you can kill more people," Scott said turning around quickly toward her direction shooting the shotgun.

Emo had to worry about Amber too much to deal with Scott as she dodged arrow after arrow. Amber kicked her in the side of the ribs. Jennifer merely stood at the human strength. She swung a punch into Amber's stomach. Amber's eyes bugged out as she went to her stomach in agony coughing up blood instantly.

"What's going on guys," Scott said moving slowly toward Amber's choking sound.

"Nothing," Emo said as she hit in him in the side of the head knocking him out.

He fell to the ground with a thud. She grabbed all three of her past out victims. Usually they put up a better fight, but they had been low on energy. She carried them the house holding them by their clothes carrying them with ease. She kicked the door easily closing it.

She brought them to the others chuckling as she laid them all on the carpeted floor.

"Good job," Weatherly said.

"Thanks, but it wasn't much fun," Emo said.

"They all did look worn out," Green said.

"They'll all be in for a surprise when they wake," Burhie said with a laugh.

"You know what we're going to do tie them up, and put them one of them on a platter like we were about to eat them for supper," Weatherly said with a light chuckle.

"Nice," Emo said.

"Who then," Burhie asked.

"Cooper," Emo said.

"Cooper," The others repeated nodded their heads devious smiles spreading across their faces.

"Let's get Christy up I bet she's hungry," Emo said.

"We'll let her really have Cooper he's starting to become an annoyance although he's a human," Weatherly said.

"Oh, Christy," Emo said walking down the hall with a laugh of pure joy.

To Be Contiued...

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vampjenna
12:23 Dec 12 2008

yay!!! i feel bad about scott, i'm gonna have to hug him today. as far as cooper goes, i seriously don't think he's gonna taste good!!!

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Upon his deathbed lay a man. Living in the woods his whole life a hermit in his small cottage the forest usually filled with life even in the night. This night it was silent like the dead the only sound were the leaves rustling outside. The man was in his seventys living a lonely life not letting the outside world in.

His bed small and wooden with a single quilt over his frail body as he shook from the cold. He had wondered all his life what had he truly accomplished. He farmed the land he was given by his father, and kept the small cottage. The one room it held only had a couple of chairs, a washing bowl for his clothes, his bed, and the fireplace where he made stew out of the vegetables and the meat out of the animals he hunted. The pot for the stew sat on top of the ashes of last fire he had built.

He hadn't had the strength to make a fire or farm his crop in two weeks. He had managed to stay alive off raw vegetables.

Only thing outside was the outhouse and the crops. He had no family or relatives to take care of him. The outside world filled with technology that he saw as useless and full of sin.

He laid under the covers staring at the ceiling his green eyes shining as the moonlight came upon his face through the window. His skin tan and like leather from old age. His wiry grey hair lay down upon his shoulders. He reached for his single glass at the side of his bed filled with water from the bucket that he had filled with water from the river.

He sipped it his hand shaking shaking as heard a single knock upon his door. He sighed setting the glass down weakly.

"Come on in," He said trying not to be rude to the stranger.

The door opened revealing a single woman her skin pale and young. She wore a white dress her feet bare as she walked over to his bed side. Her hair red as blood, and her eyes as black as night. She smiled at him showing perfect white teeth kindness radiating off of her.

"Are you the angel of death come to set me free from this body," He asked his voice scratchy and weak.

She chuckled warmly as him resting her small hand on his chest.

"I have come to set you free I don't know about calling me an angel," She said laughing a little.

"You sure do look like an angel," He said a small smiled spreading on his fragile face.

"Do you want me to set you free," She asked her silk voice echoing in his ears.

"Yes, I just want to be set free," He said his eyes closing feeling as if he could feel death at his fingertips as he wished for it.

She leaned over pushing his head to the side lightly not to disturb him. She bit down hard on his neck, and his eyes shot open as he screamed in complete utter agony.

She held him down with great strength as she sucked out enough blood to satisfy her. She pulled back wiping the blood gently off her lips. He wrenched in pain holding his neck with both hands. His body felt cold as ice as his last breath serged his chest thrusting upward halting in mid air until he fell to his bed. His skin became pale and young, and his hair no longer wiry but straight and smooth. It was still white, but with blonde tips at the end of each hair.

He jumped out of bed dressed in blue jean over alls his feet bare.

"What is going on," He said his eyes turning white.

"You wanted me to set you free," She said shrugging and laughing hysterically.

"This ain't funny I wanted death," He said finally noticing his heart wasn't beating.

"Yes, it is I've never seen anyone jump out of bed that quickly," She said covering her smile with a hand as she giggled.

"Well! What's going on my heart is not beating, and I don't see any golden gates around here," He yelled anger expressing in his face.

"Have you never heard of a vampire. Get in the program it's the 21st century," She said rolling her eyes laughing even more at him.

"No! I never heard anyone mention anything about it. I never got into the 21st century I was taught not to use technology," He said.

"Vampires have nothing to do with technology they are thought to be a myth among humans," She said scrunching her perfect eyebrows.

"I didn't really have anyone around me my whole life except for my papa and mama. They died a long time ago. I was hoping for the same fate, " He said looking at his hands at the perfect pale skin.

"Well, It isn't my fault. Usually people think it's quite cool to be a vampire," She said walking over to him gazing into his eyes.

"Well, you'll have to tell me everything if I'm stuck like this," He said.

"First of all don't step in the sunlight when it come ups that's the last thing you want to do," She said looking for something to cover the window with.

"Ok," He said confused.

"Just help me find something to cover the windows with," She said acting like he was completely stupid.

"Allright, but you have to tell me everything," He said.

"Oh, yeah my name is Amaranth," She said smiling as she looked around for tacks to nail the cover over the single window in the cottage.

"Mine is Drac," He said as he handed her some nails.

He watched in awe as he grabbed the hammer, and seen her slam the nails into the cover into the wall over the window.

"How did you do that," He asked with a smile as she giggled at him shaking her head in amazement at his child like behavior to her.

To be contiued...