Chapter one: "The Wish Note"
Kathrin moved soundlessly through the night. Her once golden blonde hair was now dirty and matted. The satin black dress she had received for her birthday a few days before was now worn and tattered. Dirt crusted under her fingernails.
She had been running for days. Hopefully he wouldn't find her.
She had actually prayed. As if god would listen to her pleas. She thought to herself.
A vampire was worse than even hells demons. How many innocent lives had she taken so that she could quench that disgusting thirst? Kathrin didn't know. Anyway, that had been ages ago.
She was hungry and exhausted, and more tired than a body could stand.
It had just started to rain when she entered a small old church yard. A loud crash of thunder echoed through the old catacombs and the abandoned church chapel.
Kathrin was soaked, but she paid no attention. The church in the center of the graveyard towered just out of reach. She hoped it would be dark enough to shield her from the approaching sunrise. More importantly, she hoped he wouldn't find her.
Inside, the pealing gray walls cracked with age, but still held. Her footsteps echoed off the chapel walls. Doves and large black crows roosted silently in the curved arches of the high ceiling. Dust covered benches with faded red velvet cushions lined in single-filed rows on either side. A large podium littered with cobwebs rose from the dark wooden floor.
Kathrin blinked in the sudden light. Someone had lit candles along the walls, bringing colorful life back into the stain-glass windows. It didn't take her long to notice the black figure hunched over in the front row bench.
"I knew you'd come here." The black figure said. It was a young man's voice.
Kathrin was frozen in fear.
"You know how I knew that?" The man went on. "The key to finding a vampire is that you got to think like one. Where would a vampire hide? This was my first guess. It's the perfect place. A nice filthy cemetery,"
As he stood up and turned to face her so that she could see his face. He was a tall thin man with raven black hair and wide dark eyes. He talked while toying with a heavy steel blade.
Kathrin had only met this man a few days ago, just before he had slaughtered her entire family. She knew he had to be a vampire hunter. Running had only seemed to have prolonged her death. He had finally found her.
He sighed and shrugged. "What am I rambling on about? I still have to kill you," he said then added. "But first, I'd like you to hand over that note book."
Kathrin had been clutching so desperately onto her family's most prized possession. It was a notebook.
Not just any old notebook.
It had been given to her great great-grandfather by a shinigami, who had asked him to guard it. It was called a Wish note; a notebook that was said to have the power to grant anyone's wishes just by writing them down in it. It had been a family secret for ages. How this man had learned of their secret was a mystery.
The one thing Kathrin knew for sure was that this man hadn't slaughtered her family simply because they were vampires. He wanted the Wish Note.
"Give it to me!" the man yelled, taking a step towards her. "I know you have it!"
Kathrin griped onto the notebook tightly.
"You'll have to kill me first!" she told him.
Her family had died trying to protect it. She was the last. There was no way she was just going to hand it over. Not without a fight.
"Fine, have it your way." The man said smugly, just before lunging towards her.
Kathrin dodged his attack, as the man sliced his heavy blade just inches from her face.
It was a vampire hunter's blade. One hit could be quit painful to most vampires. Unfortunately Kathrin wasn't like most vampires. She was the youngest, scrawniest vampire in her family. How she managed to escape at all was a miracle.
Kathrin hadn't fed or even slept in almost a week. She was exhausted far beyond her limits. One strike of that blade and it was all over.
She was lucky enough to dodge another quick attack but clumsily staggered backwards over an old pile of books and went sprawling across the floor.
The Wish Note still clutched tightly in her hand.
"There it is!" The man cried. His smile was greedy and desperate. "The Wish Note! Give it to me!"
The man leaned down and griped her arm tightly as he tempted to pry it from her hand.
"No!" Kathrin screamed as she struggled to pull away. In a desperate attempt to free herself, she pressed her lips to his forearm and bit down hard.
Her fangs sank deep into his pink flesh.
The man hollered in pain as he quickly yanked his arm back. He stared down it as if in shock.
"Y-you bit me-," he cried. "You bit me! You little brat!" he yelled as he reached down and punched Kathrin hard across her left cheek.
Surprisingly, it did hurt.
"To think that I might have spared you," he said tonelessly as he raised his steel blade over her head.
He sunk the blade deep in her chest.
Pain shot violently throughout her entire body. Black blood began to slowly ooze from her wound.
As her body became still and lifeless, her dull blue eyes searched skyward. They stopped and stared down at the note book still clutched in her hand.
The chapel filled with the sound of gleeful laughter. The man snickered nastily to himself as he pulled the heavy blade from Kathrin's chest and turned away to wipe the black blood away.
"At last, it's all mine," He cried. "Anything I wish for. Anything I want. It's mine!"
Just as he had turned to face Kathrin once more, his smug smile became a look of pure dread.
Kathrin had flipped the Wish Note open to the first page. Her hand soaked in blood as she carefully finished printing her wish onto the page with an index finger.
"No!" The man yelled. "No! No!"
She saw him lunge for her but it was too late. Everything had suddenly stopped.
The entire room suddenly lit up in a vibrant light. It closed in around her like a blanket and in a blink of an eye the man was gone.
Thank you for reading! I wasn't sure if anyone would like this idea or not. Lol Don't forget to review please!