You ever have one of those months(yes months perfect)when things start getting bad but you feel like things will only get worse
and then they just get A MILLION times worse than you expect, like you have a weird dream that your best friend dies
then a crazy guy attacks you but you wake up before the end, then you and your best friend who isn't actully dead
continue on with your lives and go to on the way you think you see the crazy guy but your best friend (whos been
acting edgy lately) tells you not to worry about it then a few weeks later (like i said we're gonna need at least a month)
when a whole crap load of weird and emotional stuff happens like you confess your love to your best friend when you think
when you think your about to die then you find out he's always liked you, and just when things finally get back to normal
after you get out of the hospital from the injuries you earned from all the weird emotional crap i mentioned and you
and your best friend who has now become your boyfriend start dating then your dream the one when he dies ACTULLY FREAKING
HAPPENS! And with his last dying breaths your best friend saves your life from said "nutcase" (who promises to return and
get his revenge or something) tells you he loves you and you'll see him soon and your left there crying and hopeless
bleeding to death yourself clutching the birthday present a beautiful golden harp given to you by your deasesed best
friend given to you moments before physco guy game along as you yourself slowly bleed. To sooth yourself you play
a song he taught you. And suddently you warp to another world where you meet a guy who looks, acts, and even
speaks like your dead bestie the last words of your friend play softly like the hum of the harp in your head "i'll see you soon...
...i-i promise." And then you get to go on an adventure with bestie #2 to stop captain physco and make discoveries and all sorts of crazy stuff.
Of course you never have one of those months...OH WHO THE HELL AM I KIDDING! I think i'll need to bump up to years important events
happen before the dream.I've never had good luck EVER okay maybe not ever
but i don't get a good break very often thats for sure. just by reading these first few words you can tell
my story is a sad one but judging by the fact you've read this far i guess you want to hear it
A good question though WHERE THE HELL DO I START!
i'll warn you now this will be a slow start story you need to know a lot like about some charecters pasts to get a lot. Okay maybe not i guess it depends on who you are.
im wasting time now aren't I? i've always had a bad habit about doing that. My name is Twil Prima aka Ghost, and i have the worst luck and the best friend in the world.
Vincent Valentine aka Vampire boy aka Vamp, my best friend and probably one of the only people who care about me. A brief interlude why are we nicknamed after paranormal beings?
This is good it gives us a place to start this story actully.
If you took one look at either of us the answer would hit you square in the face. We both dreaded those nicknames but according to the school morons- i mean bullys those names suited us,
I was actully in luck for once. Ghost was my only name, Vincent had so many "Vampire boy", "Vamp", "Dracula", "emo", "goth", the worst one that really hurt was "Demon".
I remember someone once said to us "Can't go to church or we'll have to excersice that little friend of yours Ghost! The boys in the devils clutches! He's a Demon!"
I admire Vincents composure he didn't ever react when someone called him a name (put a lot of emphasis on "him") he wouldn't tolerate people being so rude to others.
"If someones parents gave them a name they have a right to be called that AND DAMN IT ALL THEY SHOULD BE!" Vincent once said that
Vincent did look like a vampire though, his k9 teeth were sharper than most peoples, he always wore black and red no acceptions. He had long flowing raven black hair which the girls at school went googoo
over, his most noticed charecteristic is his eyes (i always found myself starring at them) they were lovely crimson orbs not blood red, not scarlet, they were almost rose color which actully became
my favorite flower because of his eyes, he didn't talk much to anyone but me most people got a "yes" or "no" or "go away" and my personal favorite because it was to stand up for me "Leave her alone or i'll break
both of your arms."
Vincent had a very very VERY scary dark side but we'll talk about that on later on.
I was called Ghost because like Vincent and the vampire thing I looked like a ghost. I was as pale as paper so i practicly reflected light like a mirror so dust around me reflected like glitter making me appear ghostly. And i always wore white no acceptions(ok there are a few). Vincent insisted i didn't look like a ghost but an "angel" as he put it because i have these big shiny brown eyes that he claimed only an angel could have, and my soft long brownish hair would be perfect for a halo. Im thankful for my long hair hiding my face because i would blush so much whenever he said things like that i went from looking like a ghost to a tomato. phwe okay good session i'll start our story next time when Vincent and I became friends ( yes thats a good start )