-Jingle jingle jingle-
The soft sound of bells echoed around the empty streets. Something from a dream. Rosette lifted her head. Her sister was sleeping soundly next to her. She tucked her blond hair behind her ears and rubbed the sleep from blue eyes. The first thought that came to mind was Santa Claus. The jolly man that visited during the season of snow. Rosette blinked her eyes. Outside the window above the bed the two girls shared the snow was think and heavy. She could see her breath now. Sitting back down she swung her legs over the edge and jumped. She was still too small to reach the floor, being of only six. Her sister even younger at three.
-Jingle jingle-
The noises sounded again. It reminded the young girl of a soft song. Tip-toeing out of the room she went down the long wooden floored hall too the front door. Quickly she ducked out. No shoes. No jacket. Only a white dressing gown to keep her warm.
"Rosette?" The girl spun around to face the door she had just exited. Her younger sister stood in the door way. Short blond hair in pig tails and blue eyes shinning.
"Go back inside." Rosette whispered to her younger sister. "You'll catch a cold."
The girl merely shook her head and pointed out behind her sister. She was dressed very similar in the same colored raggy nightgown.
-Jingle Jingle Jingle Ching-
Rosette spun around the noise suddenly right in her ear. Behind her stood a boy with a black cape on. The hood pulled up to hid his face. He was taller then both girls. Much older. The youngest sister clung to Rosette's arm and she took a step back. "Go inside Azmaria."
Azmaria could sense her sisters fear and jumped in front of her. She growled at the boy glaring at him fearlessly. She couldn't speak yet but if looks could kill. The boy raised his hand to his neck and pushed the bell that was tied to the black ribbon bound tightly around in a black bow. He tapped the bell once more letting it ring.
-Jingle jing jing- He touched the smallest girls nose and she turned her neck upwards to bite at the hand. The man merely laughed as pain spread over the girls face. She winced and dropped to her knees, trying to hold the mean look on her face. Not being to successful.
"What are you doing.!?!" Rosette knelt down to her sister but the guy had her in his grasp in one swipe of his hand.
"You'll be mine." The boy ripped his hood off to show the long sandy blond hair and blue eyes...and fangs. The fear overcame Rosette. A demon. She had heard stories of how they lured children to them, but really she had never believed. She tore her eyes off the boy for only a moment at the sound of her sisters piercing scream. The girl lay motionless on the ground now, blood dripping from her mouth. The boy shook Rosette and pulled her close to him pinning her to his chest. He pulled her into a hug before bending his mouth towards her neck. Suddenly a light in the house flashed on. A candle lit hand appeared at the door rushing out of the house to where the girls where. With a quick leap the man was retreating into the shadows with the girl firmly in his grasp.
"Rosette.!" The man yelled that had come out of the house. He knelt beside Azmaria pulling her up into his arms and running towards where the man had disappeared. A search would soon begin. With no results. Only the softness of the air and an eerie sound of desserts streets. The repressed sound carried on the wind.
-Jing jing-