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The night is gone. The sun peeks down on earth's winters white snow. The snow simply lost its pure, clean virginity as red blood was smeared across the snow in the dark night.
As feared people crawled out of their houses in the sunlight they looked around, wondering who will be next, the 3 days of night was going to arrive soon and they feared their lives. Weapons were made to protect themselves from the cunning dead. They lived in the basements, on the top floors of houses, but never save enough. They needed a cage, a jail, that's what they all thought, but they were to scared to do anything, too afraid of the dark. After they got what they needed, they rushed to their houses, locked themselves up inside and made sure they were not close to windows, doors any open space that might bring vampires. Night came and a young, tall handsome man walked down the main street, he wore jeans, a shirt and a long jacket, too casual almost for a cold night in Antarctica. Another man, ran towards him to attack him, the man in the long jacket grabbed the man's face and crushed it, the man turned to fire and burned to dust in 5 seconds. The man walked further along the street. He was also like the others, a vampire, but he was different, he wasn't driven by the lust of blood, he was driven by the power to murder, to control, to achieve succes, he wanted to be- the vampire- the one to rule others, the strongest, the most feared and smartest, the leader. "Sir, why did you kill my father? All needs blood, why can't you give it freely?" a young girl, with red glistening eyes asked in a dead frozen voice. She had spoken with the clarity of an fallen, burned angel, her innocence declared evil among those who gave her guidance. The man turned, their eyes met, the strain of the curse burned him down to his knees. The girl was full of blood, her life taken by the blood of her father who drank freely. She lusted blood, for her hands were shaking and she stumbled forward like those zombie movies. She reached the man. He showed her his neck. Her instincts controlled her as her eyes darkened to black and her teeth growing and she sucked his blood. He moaned, as if this was a moment of ecstasy. The girl finally broke loose, wiped of her mouth, as if she found her clarity of needed to be clean. The man grabbed her and hugged her. Emotionless the girl stood. The man then took her to a car, then drove her to a suburban house.
The house was an old mansion, on the outside it looks un-cared for, the bushes growing near the windows and the mansion somewhat hidden. He parked the car in a small wooden cabin, just a few meters past the mansion. He climbed out, and took her out of the car and he picked her up in a bridal manner. He took her inside the mansion and placed her on the couch. The inside was beautiful, enlightened, the place looked as if it had many stories to tell. He stared at the young girl, he knew the curse was doing him wrong. He felt guilty, but not guilty enough. How can he be falling for this girl, he hated the curse. The curse that burned down on him in a sad, wrong manner. "The day your eyes meet another one of your kind, you'll learn love, but you'll learn the kind of love that might not love you back" He never looked anyone in the eyes of his own kind since the curse was burned in on him by the goddess in white, the vampiress of all vampires. He never felt right with the thought of small children turning into vampires, or even worse fallen in love with a child. He is fallen in love right now. He should have stayed away, work alone, be alone as he always did. He always had extra blood in the fridge, but he wanted to kill. Oh the urge to kill was draining him down, killing him from the inside. He just had to. Just as the curse had to made him fall in love with something that isn't part of his rules, beliefs. The girl stared back at him. Her mouth open, her eyes glistening watery. He went to his fridge and got some blood, he made her drink it. He gave her more and more blood, till she had 12 liters of blood, her eyes closed and she fell asleep. He made her comfortable on the couch and went for a small walk.
