Angel Dust

Chapter 1

The Forest of Eternal Night

There was a legend of an angel that fell from the heavens came to live with the humans. For she had fallen in love with a vampire, Cowlin Alida, a cold blooded monster with a heart made of stone. He knew no compassion and no love. Anna, the angel, flew down to see him. And when he saw, her he gave way to tears for the first time in his life. Of coarse, he wasn't the only one there…Walter Bernard had been watching. Then he got an idea…when Cowlin was alone, he asked him if the next time he saw the angel, to bring her to him. Cowlin agreed to do this, realizing the consequences.

The next day he met her, he was about to do as he was told, but something inside him said don't do it. He tried to fight it but that feeling won. And he went to her little house and stayed with her; he eventually married her.

But alas, Walter heard of what he did; this enraged him, so he set out into the night to put an end to this traitor. He barged in and slaughtered Cowlin and his children mercilessly, then he waited for Anna to come home.

When Anna walked inside she saw a trail of blood, so she followed it. It led her to the door of the master bedroom, when she opened it; the floor was soaked with blood, the excess blood still floating at the top. And then she saw the bodies of her husband and her children scattered across the floor lying there pale and lifeless. But there on her now blood covered bed, was Walter Bernard smiling at the whole situation.

"You monster…" that was the only thing she could say before Walter lunged at her and drained her life away…

No one believes this legend, well, all except Walter that is. He knows for a fact that it was true; he even knows one of the children escaped him. It was a girl but she probably is so traumatized she lost her memory, but the only thing she remembers is her name. This is only the beginning of a legend, the legend of Maryella.

"Don't worry honey, you'll be fine."

"Mother, are you insane? If I go into that forest I will get killed!" Maryella yelled.

"No you won't, not with this." Her mother said forcefully, handing her an ugly brown, cloth bag that smelled really old and dusty. "Oh, and whatever you do, don't open it, not even for a peak. The only time you can open is when you are near death's door."

"What's in it?" Maryella wondered.

Her mother leaned over to her ear and said, "The soul of the fallen Angel."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY?" Maryella exclaimed, but her mother pushed her out the door, Maryella lived close to the Forest of Eternal Night, so it didn't take her long to gain some distance from the house.

"Remember Maryella; watch out for the monsters living there and there's going to be a bad thunderstorm too!" her mother hollered.

Ever since Maryella had been little, she feared what horrible, disgusting creatures lurked in that cursed place.

She had been walking for some time and Maryella wondered about what the Angel soul looked like, "I can't take it any more!" Maryella screamed, so she untied the cloth bag and opened it; a bright light shined forth from it, in fact, it was so bright she had to drop it and step away from it.

When she could open her eyes again the angel was floating before her. The angel was beautiful, she had long, strait hair that was as white as snow, and she also was wearing a pure white gown. She looked down at Maryella and said in a soft, kind voice "Thank you, Maryella for setting me free, now I will reward you with my life, power, magical abilities and wisdom." The Angel then flew inside of her, in turn, giving her the things she promised and acting as her renewed conscience.

Then it started to pour down rain, as if the clouds where pouring five gallon buckets on her, she ran under a tree for cover but she had to cross the border line to the forest in order to get to a tree.

Walter Bernard had seen that bright flash of light on his way to his throne room. He knew what it meant, there's an angel in his forest. This mattered to him because, if a vampire were to take the angel's soul, the vampire would be so powerful it would allow him or her to walk out in broad daylight and not be harmed by sunlight and other weaknesses. In fact, the vampire would never be harmed by anything.

Walter rushed out of the castle keep, changed himself into a bat and flew to the source of the light, until he picked up the scent of a mortal.

So he landed and changed back to his normal self, "Hm, diner time." He said to himself, "The angel can wait." Then He stalked off to find his victim.

It had started to downpour; it took him a little while before he found the mortal, her scent was confusing him because he could sense the angel there too, as if the mortal and the angel were one. Maryella hadn't noticed him until she backed up into him.

"Why are you following me?" she gasped, feeling startled by Walter being behind her.

"Tis a shame you couldn't tell before hand." Walter said in mock disappointment, he grined at her revealing his fangs.

"Oh, and I really don't want to be on your menu for tonight." she said, feeling very, very scared of him.

"Really, you don't want to, and how are you going to stop me?" he sneered. She ran the opposite direction, the rain beating on her totally soaked hair, body and clothes; she took many twisting paths in the forest, but always ran into Walter somehow. She tried to run back again and but she slipped on the muddy path and landed on her bottom. Walter laughed and grabbed her arm.

"NO!" she screamed, tears streaming from her eyes. "PLEASE DON'T!"

He only laughed harder as he watched her just try to escape him, then he realized she had a soaked cloth bag, "what was in that bag?" Walter commanded.

"An angel's soul…" she said frightened.

"WHAT!" he exclaimed.