well i took this down to fix all the terrible speeling mistakes that made it impossible to read and also added a few more chapters and i have another one half done and on the way.

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When dark Descends - Chapter One

This need. It filled him, drove him. It was a terrible need, a terrible thirst.

He sat on top of a building looking down at a hooded teen who was walking by unaware of what was about to take place. He had resisted the urge for so long, not wanting to hurt anyone, not wanting to drain them. But eventually he had to. Had to, to survive.

Yuffie wouldn't let him turn his victims. Saying that they didn't need any more vampires in the world where it was hard enough for them to get by with out people coming after them with burning torches and pitchforks.

Sora continued to watch the hooded figure make his way down the alley. He whimpered with suspense wanting to satisfy his thirst, his hunger, on the blood of this unsuspecting boy.


"Stupid re-sits," he muttered angrily as he made his way home from school in the dark. "Stupid PMSing librarians."

He casually made his way down the alley way near the back section of town towards his house. He'd had a crap day and he figured it was just gonna get worse when he got home, nd all because he was running a little late.

He'd failed a re-sit and a test and had heaps of work due in the next two days. There was no way he was going to get everything done in time. He groaned in annoyance.

A whimpering sound hit his ears. Shrugging it off and the wind he continued on down the alley he'd almost reached the shadowed end when he heard a loud 'whoosh' noise. He turned around to see what had caused the noise when he was forcefully shoved backwards into the alley. He struggled trying to get free of the vice like grip that pinned his arms and shoulders to the wall.

There was soft brown hair in his vision and by the height he could tell it was a boy. But no boy could possible that strong. Whats going on? He thought wildly.

"Stop struggling and this will all be over soon," the voice was soft and calming yet it sent a jolt of fear through him.
The owner of the voice pulled back and he gasped when his eyes met those of the clearest blue he had ever seen.


"Stop struggling and this will all be over soon," I whispered into his ear as he continued to struggle against my hold.

I should have bitten him then, Drank until my thirst and his life force was gone. But something compelled me to look at him. I pulled back and my eyes met his aqua-blue ones. His face was as pale as my own which was surprising for a day-walker and his skin stretched over the smooth planes of sharp jaw bones, he had was Yuffie would class and a strong nose and this boy. Could he be a boy? His hair was a glowing silver that should have belonged to some senile old person. Yet it suited him perfectly with its glowing texture and it's lightness.

A pang hit Sora and he felt his teeth elongate and a shudder ran through him.

"How old are you?" I asked quietly savouring the fear that was coming form him.

I wasn't usually like this I was usually and happy person who hated other people being hurt or scared yet when this hunger took over me everything changed. I savoured peoples fear. I loved to watch them scream. It was because of this curse that i woke up screaming and withering as i watched my self bear down on me as my victims must see it. I hated it. I hated this thirst. But then again i loved it...

I shook my head to clear it of distracting thoughts and watched as the silver haired boy took in my fangs and my blue eyes that must be turning bloodshot by now.

"What kind of question is that at a time like this?" he said bluntly.

I laughed and he flinched at what must sounded like maniacal laughter.

I slowly and calmly lowed my self to his neck making sure his was thoroughly pinned against the wall and sank my teeth slowly into the pale flesh.

Warm blood instantly soaked his teeth and filled his mouth, Sora moaned in pleasure as it make its way down his throat making him feel alive and energised. The thirst took over. He pushed the boy against the wall harder and he whimpered in response.
Sora sank his teeth deeper, widening the wound so that blood could flow more freely. He felt his eye dilute and turn. The blood haze started then his hearing was heightened, he heard the laboured breathing of his victim and each whimper and moan as he pulled blood from his body.

"W...Why?..." the silver haired boy managed to gasp out.

"Because the thirst drives me," he replied with another drag of blood and a responding whimper.

Sora pulled back finally and looked into unfocused eyes with his deep red ones.

"I'm sorry...its not a choice I have...it's a curse..."

The boy nodded seeming satisfied enough with the answer. He's the only one to ever ask, the only one (that he knew of) to ask why they drank.

"But...maybe I could..."


well there you go new and improved
R&R!