Hey guys! Well, this isn't my first fan fiction, but it is my first postedso I'm very excited and I hope you guys like it! It's based on the song Darkening of the Light by Concrete Blonde. It also has aspects of another one of their songs called Bloodletting.
It's significantly AU, and doesn't involve the colony wars at all whatsoever. It may include the other pilots, but I haven't decided yet. But I do know the plot; I just have to add in more characters.
Summary: A mysterious Vampire named Trowa is stalking Erin, a New Orleans actress. What she doesn't know is that he plays a familiar part in her past, much farther in the past than anyone could of predicted. Read as they face their perils, memories and lost loves together in Darkening of the Light!
Darkening of the Light
Chapter One: Silent FollowerHe watched her from in the shadows, his eyes staring intently at her petite form. As she walked by the alleyway, he slipped out from behind the brick wall, silently following the blonde girl to her destination.
When the girl reached an old, renovated apartment building, she walked up the black metal staircase inside the elaborate, yet deserted Creole style foyer that led to the upper parts of the building, suited for it's residents. After three flights of stairs, she entered the hall for level four, and walked to apartment #420, the first door on the right side of the hallway.
The young looking man from the alleyway quietly watched the girl reach for her keys in her purse, and jingle the locks to get inside her New Orleans flat. Once she was inside, he carefully placed himself outside her bedroom window, on the fire escape.
A thin, white, curtain covered the window, but his clever and watchful eyes could see all that went on in that room beyond the simple barrier.
The young woman set her purse on her dresser top, and removed her black flip-flops from her feet. She pressed a small black button on her answering machine, sat down on her bed and started to take out her aquamarine earrings.
You have one new message beeped the answering machine, first new message "Hey Erin, it's Kayla. I was just calling to remind you that rehearsals for the production are cancelled for tomorrow. Okay? Well, talk to you later little miss diva. Ciao." end of messages
The blonde girl, Erin, sighed and took off her black shirt and gray sweat pants. The man at the window watched intently as she walked into her bathroom, and after a quick two minutes, came out in her night -clothes, consisting of black satin shorts, and a lavender satin tank top.
After she finished getting ready for bed, the man watched as Erin got under her covers, turned out her light, and closed her eyes.
Once she was asleep, the man smiled to himself and backed away from the window.
(Song) Like a ghost- is the curtain/ In the white light of the morning. / Dancing in the morning; Are you there? Are you there?
Sometime in the middle of the night, Erin awoke form her slumber, only to find her bedroom window open, and the cool night air blowing her curtain around like the slow dance of the waves on the ocean.
Erin's crystal blue eyes searched the room for the offending window opener, but decided to get up and close her window.
As she did so, she noticed that the dahlia's she planted outside her window had disappeared.
And a shadow- Like a sadness/ Falling all across the garden. / Dancing in the garden;
Are you there? Are you there?
After shutting the window, she turned around in efforts to go back to sleep, but instead was met with a pair of piercing green eyes.
Erin stepped back slightly in her surprised fright, and almost fell back if it wasn't for the strong catch of the man of the man in front of her.
As she stood there in the intruder's arms, she couldn't help but stare into the eyes of this man, as if under a spell. "Who are you?" She asked.
Shine on friend. Goodnight. Why then, the Darkening of the Light?
The man gave her a soft look, and kept her in his arms. As he spoke, it was if time itself lay within his deep, melodious voice. "I am your guardian angel, so to speak. Except, I'm more like a dark angel." A slight, very minute, accent graved his words. An accent that just couldn't be placed.
" I don't understand, " said Erin, suddenly feeling short of breath. "You may call me Trowa; and I am your Vampyr protector. A vampire, as you have probably come to know it as," Trowa said, the silver moon reflecting off his dark brown hair, and pale skin. He stepped away from the girl, looking around the room.
"Vampire!" exclaimed Erin, exasperatedly, "Why do I of all people need a Vampire protector?" Trowa looked to her in slight amusement, "It will be revealed in time."
And with that, Erin remembered nothing else, but the calmness of sleep that overcame her.
(Author's note- the story is based on the song, and the song will be completed in chapter two. Remember, the story is the basic theme of the song, but with a plot and stuff. I hope you enjoyed. Feedback is appreciated. Thanks. .
post script- this chapter was short. Remember, its just the beginning.)
