Disclaimer: The characters and plots are all my creation. Any relation to others is purely coincidental.
She stood at the shoreline of a raging river, glancing once behind her at the torch lights that were coming closer. She had been discovered of being something other than human and now there were going to burn her if they could. She was powerful but fire was her kind's enemy and she didn't know if all her years alive would protect her from the deadly flames that had consumed the others.
The villagers arrived to the spot where their target had been only to see an empty site and her frayed cloak fluttering to the ground. All were upset that their target had escaped by a means they were unable to guess.
Artificial light poured into the darkened bedroom from the hall, lazily, a young woman made of seeming marble rose off her bed and exited the bedroom to turn off the offending light. She had two hours before dawn but she was tired and wanted to sleep a little while in her bed before the sun chased her to her grave.
Her long red hair spilled down her back as her pale feet carried her across the red velvet carpet of her useless bedroom. An equally pale hand shielded her greenish-gray eyes from the light that illuminated the room to make it seem that day was already here. No one was there. The lights had been turned on by an unseen force. With simple and quick gestures she turned off the lights to see the TV turn on to static. Her sensitive ears could not handle the harsh sound and her seemingly frail hands covered her marble ears. As suddenly as it turned on, it turned off again and two words filled the air "Jessica Lavin".
"Return to dormancy," she whispered to the walls after they had uttered her name. Everything remained as it was. She it was pointless. Her unseen companion would not let her have these few hours before sunrise; he never did. Slowly, she turned and walked back to her room and sat on the bed for a little while before noises outside interrupted her silence. Risking the light, she pulled open the blinds to see fire raging in her gardens. "Not again," she sighed and walked out in her white silk night gown to prepare for her day's sleep. The people that were burning her garden were a bunch of teens that did this every year around Halloween. They believed her to be a vampire or a witch; she was never sure as to which one they believed her to be. So every year they came to burn her house down and every year she would stop them and call the police on the little gangs. She could have easily handled it herself but that would only give them more conviction she wasn't human and she didn't need them causing her any more grief than they already did.
"Sorry about this Ms. Lavin. I don't understand why these gangs keep coming," the police officer apologized.
Jessica Lavin shook her head and smiled slightly, "don't worry about it. It isn't your fault. I should probably invest in an electric fence or something to keep them out of my yard," she half joked. The police officer chuckled politely and left in a squad car carrying some of the humans that had intruded upon her silence.
I know it's short but I don't want it to drag on. Please be kind. This is my first story that isn't about Inuyasha.