In The Dead Of Night

AN: Hey! Me again with a new story, it's a new idea that I haven't seen used around here on Hey Arnold much, or hardly ever. Any who, Please read and review I would like to know what you think about of this story, I like feedback, so I know if I should continue this story or not. Well Enjoy! ^_^

Chapter 1: The Danger of a Stranger

He lurked in the dark damp Alleyways waiting… and watching for his prey. His deep crimson eyes roamed the crowds until his eyes feel upon a group of blondes walking towards the club.

He smiled as he straightened up from his crouching position and licked his lips; he had plans for one of them…. Tonight was going to be one of their last nights alive…..  

With a soft evil chuckle he quickly left the sweet darkness and entered the club and began his work.

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Nineteen year old Helga Pataiki swung her hips to the beat of the catchy song, tossing her black hair about and flashing smiles to any guy who looked interested. Nothing could bring her down. She glanced to the doorway, and stopped dancing.

Their stood, the most beautiful guy she had ever seen, his golden blonde hair was spiked, as his deep red eyes roamed around the room. He was very pale, he was tall and somewhat built, and his white tank top hung loosely over him. He smiled softly and quickly walked to a group of giggling blonde by the bar.

Helga scoffed and rolled her eye, always the blondes, she thought feeling somewhat disappointed she walked to the bar.

"Hit me" she mumbled and she dank the shot in one gulp.

She glanced over to the blonde and noticed the guy and one of the giggling blondes walking out of the club.

He can't leave, She thought as she got up and followed them from a safe distance.

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"Oh!" the blonde giggled as she staggered about clutching his arm.

He sighed to himself, why must I always get the blonde ones?? He asked himself as he rolled his eyes.

"Where we goin'?" she slurred looking up at him drunkenly.

"Some where no one can see us" his deep voice whispered in her ear and she giggled.

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Why are the going into the alley??? He better not be a perv. She thought as she peaked into the alley.

She strained herself to listen, and heard a bit of kissing, giggles and the guy hushing her down.

Helga tip toed in more until she had a good view of them; quickly she ducked behind a random garbage can.

She jumped when she felt something cold hit her skin, she looked up and let the water wet her from the heavens above.

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"Oh Gosh it's raining, maybe we should go in." the blonde said as the rain began to get harder.

"In a sec" he said as he started to kiss her neck.

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Helga peeked over and saw him kissing the girl who was obviously my worried about the rain, probably doesn't want to ruin her hair. Helga thought.

She gasped as the mysterious man opened his mouth and fangs appeared what in the world… Helga thought as she peaked over the trash can to get a better look.

She watched in horror was his fangs dug into her, the girl gasped.

Helga stood "Hey!" she called and walked forward.

The boy gasped and pushed the blonde away, Helga quickly wiped the water from her eyes, "what the heck are you!?!" the blonde cried and quickly ran off leaving Helga with the mysterious, beautiful guy.

They stood there as the rain fell on them watching each other.

"Are you a vampire?" Helga whispered and stepped forward, drawn in by his crimson eyes.

"Maybe" he said with a smile, showing off his fangs.

Helga gasped softly but still kept walking forward until she was in his arms.

What are you doing?!?! He's a vampire! (But those eyes… There's something about them…)

Her hand slowly reached up and touched his cheek; she wanted so badly to kiss him, she didn't know why, she could drown in those eyes, so beautiful... she thought

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He looked down at the beautiful creature before him, she looked so delicate. Afraid that if he touched her she would crumple and break.

Her blue eyes burned into his red ones. Her skin milky white and soft, her black hair was plastered to her face from the rain. Her clothes stuck to her showing her true form, she was a masterpiece. He couldn't possibly harm her in anyway, not even to drink her sweet essence.

  He bent down low and his lips brushed her cheek, "until we meet again" he whispered into her ear, and turned away.

"Wait!" she called, he turned slowly.

"Yes?"

"What's your name?"

"Arnold"

"Arnold?"

"Yes, Arnold"

"Arnold" she whispered to herself, "I'll remember that" she smiled at him making his cold heart melt slightly.

He smiled again, and disappeared into the night.

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Helga touched her cheek where he had kissed him, it still burn from the warmth of his lips. She closed her eyes and even in her mind she could still his red eyes.

His eyes…. They held hurt…. Like they've seen so much… she thought "Way too much" she whispered.

She looked up to the moon, as the rain died down… it was glowing brightly through the clouds.

I wonder if he can see the moon now…

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Arnold sat on the slippery wet rooftop, thinking about her. What was her name?  He asked himself as he absently stared at the moon. She was so beautiful, never in all the years I've been alive have I seen someone as beautiful as her. He sighed, he had to stop he was probably not ever going to see her again.

If only I knew her name….

AN: HAHA! Yes! The first crappy story of this very crappy story! Well if you actually like this and wasn't too confuse. ?_? Then REVIEW!!HAHA!!!