She could not escape his grip although she had tried for many years. He was persistent with his advances but she shrugged it
off as best she could, but in the back of her mind was always one question, what if? As her work wore down on her, the
weariness of her age set in. Although in body she was young, in mind and soul she felt the weight on a thousand years.
"Come." He said
"No." she answered as always, but her resolve began to waver. What if?
As the blood flowed from her veins she looked to the stars in wonder. Where would she go after death? Would heaven be
waiting her? Or would hell be where she was bound? She was the mistress of death and the master of a monster. Was God
smiling at her or turning from her with a shudder? A dark shadow blocked her view and she saw HIM looking down at her with
a smile.
"Come." He said.
What if? She pondered. What if she gave in and decided to take for granted every thing she was born to do? To fight and to
die for her name was an honorable thing, but her mind screamed at her. What if?! Seconds before her eyes closed in eternal
darkness, she reached her hand to HIM. His lips met hers in the barest of a kiss before she felt her life force leave her body
through the hole in her neck.
Upon awakening she saw him in all his glory and power, and cowered away from his terrifying form. Flashes of blood filled
visions danced in her head as he drew near. When his hand extended to grasp her face, she closed her eyes and waited for
the pain. His finger caressed the side of her face and traveled down to the healed yet visible mark he had left on her neck.
Risking a glance her eyes opened and his hand was before her turned up and waiting for hers.
"Come." He said.
"No." she said as always.
He laughed and pulled her to him all the same and soon her lips where singing his name.