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AN: I was bored and I just read "in the forsests of the night" and half of "demon in my view" again and so I wanted to write a fic. I felt gloomy. Its about Risika of course. I have the PERFECT plot. ^.^
Chapter 1: Reminence
By: fire demoness
I am soaring, my golden eyes catching every detail of the forest as I flew overhead. As I begin to desend, my body slowly reverts back to human form and I land without a sound. The forest is still and silent, and so has remained that way for awhile. The darkness surrounds me, the only sign that I was there was my silver necklace.
"Hello Aubrey. You can come out now."
I said, looking straight ahead at the town before me. There was some shuffling and a man's voice spoke out behind me. I didn't bother to turn around.
"What are you doing here so late?"
I ignored him until he had the nerve to ask again.
"what is it of YOUR concern where I am or what I am doing?"
I said, my voice pratically dripping with venom. He said nothing and I turned my attention back to the town. Here. My old home. So long ago was it full of church-going people and wells. People dressed in colonial style clothing and I at my home's door, waiting for the next handsome suiter. It seems so different from this party
I ignored him until he had the nerve to ask again.
"what is it of YOUR concern where I am or what I am doing?"
I said, my voice pratically dripping with venom. His mind is open to me like a book and so he said nothing and I turned my attention back to the town. Here. My old home. So long ago was it full of church-going people and wells. People dressed in colonial style clothing and I at my home's door, waiting for the next handsome suiter. It seems so different from this party- filled town.
There is a whishing sound of air behind me and I knew that Aubrey has gone. Probably gone back to that girl Jessica, renamed Jemisa. It seems so long ago that I first saw him. The black rose that changed my life around. I don't hate him I suppose. At first, yes. Now the rivalry has lost its intrest in me ever since I drank his blood.
*crunch *
the human behind me cursed as the twig snapped under his legs. I laughed my cold laugh and I felt, more than saw, him wince. Foolish mortals. I knew he was there from the moment I landed. Probably one of those party-goers that lost his way. He just didn't know how deadly being lost could be.
I turned around, ready to feast. I gasped. Could it be?
A young man stood behind me, a knife in his hand similar to the one Aubrey had. The one that could hurt a vampire. He had raven black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He gasped as well and the knife dropped. I didn't make a move for it, although every nerve in my body screamed "kill him or be killed"
"Rachel..."
he whispered.
To be continued?
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please?!?!? To tell me to continue or not.
AN: I was bored and I just read "in the forsests of the night" and half of "demon in my view" again and so I wanted to write a fic. I felt gloomy. Its about Risika of course. I have the PERFECT plot. ^.^
Chapter 1: Reminence
By: fire demoness
I am soaring, my golden eyes catching every detail of the forest as I flew overhead. As I begin to desend, my body slowly reverts back to human form and I land without a sound. The forest is still and silent, and so has remained that way for awhile. The darkness surrounds me, the only sign that I was there was my silver necklace.
"Hello Aubrey. You can come out now."
I said, looking straight ahead at the town before me. There was some shuffling and a man's voice spoke out behind me. I didn't bother to turn around.
"What are you doing here so late?"
I ignored him until he had the nerve to ask again.
"what is it of YOUR concern where I am or what I am doing?"
I said, my voice pratically dripping with venom. He said nothing and I turned my attention back to the town. Here. My old home. So long ago was it full of church-going people and wells. People dressed in colonial style clothing and I at my home's door, waiting for the next handsome suiter. It seems so different from this party
I ignored him until he had the nerve to ask again.
"what is it of YOUR concern where I am or what I am doing?"
I said, my voice pratically dripping with venom. His mind is open to me like a book and so he said nothing and I turned my attention back to the town. Here. My old home. So long ago was it full of church-going people and wells. People dressed in colonial style clothing and I at my home's door, waiting for the next handsome suiter. It seems so different from this party- filled town.
There is a whishing sound of air behind me and I knew that Aubrey has gone. Probably gone back to that girl Jessica, renamed Jemisa. It seems so long ago that I first saw him. The black rose that changed my life around. I don't hate him I suppose. At first, yes. Now the rivalry has lost its intrest in me ever since I drank his blood.
*crunch *
the human behind me cursed as the twig snapped under his legs. I laughed my cold laugh and I felt, more than saw, him wince. Foolish mortals. I knew he was there from the moment I landed. Probably one of those party-goers that lost his way. He just didn't know how deadly being lost could be.
I turned around, ready to feast. I gasped. Could it be?
A young man stood behind me, a knife in his hand similar to the one Aubrey had. The one that could hurt a vampire. He had raven black hair and chocolate brown eyes. He gasped as well and the knife dropped. I didn't make a move for it, although every nerve in my body screamed "kill him or be killed"
"Rachel..."
he whispered.
To be continued?
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please?!?!? To tell me to continue or not.
