It's Better than Twilight
A young woman traveled in a rustic bus bound for a quaint, quiet village in an unspecified destination, inside, riding close to the windows, was a young woman, wearing a pink wool turtleneck sweater and long white skirt, she looked out into the bright meadows across the road, the rays of bright sunlight bathing down on the grass and wild flowers growing there, she did not look beyond their beauty, past the dark and foreboding recesses of the woods that lay beyond which housed an enigmatic and dangerous presence.
"Please… let me go" A blonde-haired woman, a nun of the local church, begged weakly at her captor, her robe was torn apart and barely hanging onto her waist, her arms fastened on chains held to the ceiling, and her body reeked with the odor of cave stench and her own sweat. For three days she was forced to suffer rape and torture from her mysterious kidnapper, the loathsome and sadistic vampire that haunted the forests of these lands, mercilessly drinking the blood of hapless travelers, and by some sick definition of fun, taking the fairest and most attractive maidens of the nearby populace and subjecting them to his malign game, tormenting them until the pain and intensity of their abuse drive them insane.
The vampire cupped his hand on the chin of his latest victim, although she had managed to hold out for three days, her spirit was broken and was ultimately reduced to pathetically begging for release from this nightmare. But as far as the vampire was concerned, she deserved this suffering wrought upon her, and he would enjoy it for the next nights that would come.
However, he sensed a tingling, familiar presence approaching these lands, for some reason, he couldn't believe what he was feeling, but musing to himself, it seemed as though he had found a new plaything, one far better than the village wenches he had been enjoying himself with these past few days.
The vampire suddenly brandished a hidden blade, the nun, in fear, desperately begged for him not to do what he was about to do. The vampire could care less, without hesitation, he slid the cold, sharp metal of the blade across her bare throat, and she choked as her blood poured down her neck across her chest before falling limp, death firmly taking permanent hold upon her. The vampire poured what little of her blood was left onto a stem glass, and gulped it down quickly. He lifted the glass into the air and closed his eyes, as though to feel the taste of the blood he had just taken.
Meanwhile, the young lady had arrived at her destination; she wiped her forehead with her handkerchief before walking towards the nearby monastery, ready to start her new life as a nun.
She approached another nun sweeping the front doorstep, "Excuse me, I'm here to see the Head Priest, I'm the new transferee."
"Oh yes, I've heard about you," the nun set aside her broom, "please follow me."
The nun guided the young lady through the hallways of the monastery to the quarters of the head priest. To the side, she noticed a pair of nuns looking grim and mournful, clearly, some sort of tragedy had befallen them, and she felt the urge to inquire why.
"Did something terrible happen to those two?"
"Oh… it is something that has befallen all of us, when one of our own was taken."
"Taken?"
"Yes, by a fiend who lives in the nearby woods. For years ever since he arrived, he has been tormenting us, making every night of our lives here a night of fear."
"Only at night?"
"Yes, he is no ordinary man, he is a predator of man, a demon let loose on the Earth," she paused, feeling herself shiver at the thought of that fiend, "He is… a vampire."
"A vampire? You must be mad, there can't possibly be any such creature that exists."
"Believe what you will, but it would be wise for you to leave if you do not desire what horrors he will visit on you."
The young woman shook her head, "Vampire or not, I will not leave, and if you truly say that he is a demon, than I shall not fear him, for the Lord would never allow harm to come to His children."
"Such a brave spirit you are, were it not for him, all of us would have lived here without a care in the world."
"Why do you not leave, don't you value your lives at all?"
"All of us are considering that, but… we have nothing save for what we have here, and besides, if we were to leave, he would leave as well, to find another place to haunt, and we simply cannot allow other people to suffer just because we wanted to be safe."
"I see…"
They stopped at a door, "You can find the head priest in here, I will wait outside in case you need anything."
"Thank you."
After a brief conversation with the head priest, the woman was then escorted to her new quarters on the second floor.
Much later, after acquainting herself with the other monks and nuns, she decided to take a little stroll through the village, to see how it was like. It was a very lively community, with people going through their lives contentedly; she wondered why they lived under fear from this mysterious stranger if nothing seemed so bad right now.
After a while, she sat down by the side of the fountain, feeling a little tired from her walk. Nearby, a shady figure draped in dark colors peered through a wooden fence from nearby, examining his new prey while remaining perfectly concealed, even in the day.
As he watched her, he decided to see if he would be worth his time, subjecting her to his usual "test" if she had what it took to amuse him. Summoning a tiny hummingbird under his control, he ordered the small creature to go beside her.
The woman looked at the tiny creature which sat beside her, "Oh, hello there, need a rest?"
The hummingbird just fluttered next to her, before landing on her shoulder, "How cute."
The vampire was amused by how innocent she was. He decided to see her reaction to his next act, instilling illusions in her mind, of her enjoying a steamy, decadent moment in a dark room, her sensitive spots caressed by an unseen hand.
Suddenly, she bolted upright, feeling sweat trickle from her head, "What… what was that?"
She didn't know how it suddenly came to mind, she would never dare think of such thoughts, so why… why did THAT of all things come to her thoughts?
"No… I cannot think this. It is not right for me." She turned and left for the monastery, perhaps a quiet time in prayer would help her straighten her thoughts.
The stranger decided to leave her alone for now, but this wouldn't be their last meeting, not by a long shot…
A/N: Yeah, pretty short, but I wanted to see other people's first impression before I go on.