Love Will Tear Us Apart
Not sure how I feel about this yet, it was a spur of the moment thing, but we'll see.
Prologue
1864
It was all over. The town I had called home was in flames, but I was safe. It did not seem like the same place, it seemed like some kind of hell, with all the screaming, with all the fire, any other day it would be my perfect fantasy, but now, it was just…terrible. I stood there, stock still, I should be far away by now, if I was found, well they had already tried to kill me once, I didn't take to fondly to people trying to kill me. But I had to see, I had to know. For what, I wasn't quite sure, another odd thing, I always knew what I wanted. But I was standing at the edge of the dark forest watching the church burn; they thought they were burning too. But I knew they were safe, I almost pitied them, what a horrible fate, it would be almost better to burn than spend eternity down there in the dark, not being able to move, to scream. But there was nothing I could do, nothing I really wanted to do.
There was some one else, I wanted to say goodbye, chances be that I would never see him again, I saw him die, another odd feeling. To have people die for, it had never really bothered me before, it was just something foolish people did, they thought it meant something, it didn't. but when there were broken and bloodied, how strange, it actually…hurt. I had played them, destroyed them, and caused their death. And was it that I almost felt…bad? I heard people say they loved me before, well that was nothing new, but few people actually mean it. He did, I could see it written all over his face, his sweet face. Oh God, it was frightening, that humans love that much, they are so weak, so finite and yet they have such passion, it almost makes up for the fact of how soon they will be gone. He had such passion, and I knew I couldn't leave, until I knew.
I needed to know the ending of the story I wrote, if he would live or die. He wanted so badly to be with me, oh the things we would have done, and he had no idea that delicious darkness lurking inside of him. Oh how perfect he would be, I loved seeing how they turned out, like a painting, some masterpieces, and some were just worthless. He would be my masterpiece, I just knew it. Unlike the worthless one who was silent by me, not that I felt anything for him, he was nothing but a way out, how…repulsive, he had nothing, no passion, no darkness. On top of that, he was a traitor, what a waste. I wondered how quickly I could get rid of him, how long he would last, perhaps I could have some fun with him. The months I had spent her, were far more exciting than I thought, how dull, I had thought, a backwards Southern Town, no fun at all.
But I had learned, you could have the most fun with little things. How they loved us, how foolish they were, they played right into my hands without a thought. They must have been so starved! They all wanted escape, from their boring lives, from this mortal plane, they wanted something from me, and I was happy to give it to them. They had taken that from me, this people, they never understood, I was helping, I was bringing a spark in their uneventful lives, these people who live and die without one interesting story to tell, What a fate! Well I gave them story, oh, I gave them many. But as usual, their was always some one to ruin the fun, The Lockwoods, The Fells, The Gilberts, such insolence, if there was ever some one I wanted to kill. On my way out I would be sure to pick off at least one, no one as ever said, or will ever get the chance to say I don't have a dramatic exit.
I smiled to myself, I do love exits, it was too bad they all thought I was dead, or else, oh the things I would do. But I could wait, that was the beauty of eternity, it made you patience and it made you damn creative. And then, there he was. And I smiled, I was actually glad to see he had survived. He looked so sad, so frightened, I wanted to run over to him, to play with him again, to see that smile light up his face, but I didn't, and I wouldn't. I knew what he would do, he would have eternity just like me, and we would be the same very soon.
My sweet, Innocent Damon would be a creature of darkness, the very thing his family hated. Oh there was beauty in that, I hoped one day he too would see that. He always did view things beautifully; I hoped he wouldn't lose that. I knew know, I knew the end, I liked the end, but there was something else. I had never really cared for anyone, I didn't really care for either of them, not really. But there was something, I had no idea what, deep down, but it was not something I cared to pursue. We could tear the world down my darling, I thought, we could tear a whole in this place that no one has ever seen and destroy the tiny bits of humanity inside us. But we wouldn't, not yet. We had time, and time makes everything better. "Goodbye Damon" I sighed, he wouldn't hear me, but I pretended he did, I smiled at him and walked away from him, for how long, well that was the fun part, I had no idea.