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"And after seeing what we saw, Can we still reclaim our innocence,"

-Skylines and Turnstiles, by My Chemical Romance

Prologue: Siege At Vicksburg

Jasper

All these dead and wounded men, and all for naught.

This battle is getting lost, it was lost since the beginning. General Grant was not going to let us escape.

My unit from Texas, of which I am commander of, was sent to aid Vicksburg and keep it strong against the Union army. It went well in the beggining then everything went down hill.

Many of the people of Vicksburg were starving, some even ate their pets and rats so they would not waste away in hunger. Many did troops are fighting, but they grow weaker by the day. They do not eat much, if any, because of the shortage of food.

It is insane inside the city. Many are delusional because of hunger and the humid air of the city. The delusional usually see a large banquet where there is only a pile of sand and stones. They eat them revenously even so, sometimes choking of on the dry sand.

I do sometimes have the urge to give up, or even kill myself, but I have one reason not to. My friend, my second-in-command, Edward Masen. He keeps me alive with the hope that we will win and survive.

Edward has a rather unusual appearance. He had oddly bronze colored hair and bright, celery green eyes. He seems to have a slight build next to me, but when standing alone he seems rather muscular. He is perhaps half a hand spand shorter than me. My sisters describe him as handsome, but I just shake my head at their thoughts. He doesn't like it when women see him as an object, rather than a human being.

That young man has followed me here, hoping to win back our liberty from the Union. I see now his hope was in vain.

Vicksburg is becoming vunerable. It's going to collapse into the hands of the Union.

The night of Vicksburg's fall, (AN: I don't know if it was at night or day, so for the story I'm going to say night.) many of the men were sleeping, some out in watch I myself was resting in my tent, hoping this siege would end soon. Then a call rang out.

"The enemy is coming! All men at arms!," yelled a man's voice. I stood to my feet and went to dress. I put on my clothes, them my boots. I picked up my guns and stuck them in my belt. Then I picked up a bayonet. I marched out, seeing a flurry of activity coming from many of the hurried soldiers. Many were still in their sleeping clothes.

I ran toward where the call came from. Not many were there. I turned to the men still running around.

"All men at arms! I do not care what you are wearing! We are war, men, not at some fancy tea party! Hurry up, now! Grab a damn gun and line up!," I bellowed. Many men showed fear and immediatly did as they were told. Others did not hurry, so I pulled them form where they were and threw them to stand in line. Others who were heavier, I kicked. We needed to do this quickly.

Once I made sure that there were no more men runing around, I turned around and went back to my soldiers. They were lined up in a Nepoleonic (sp?) strategis stance, where every man stood shoulder to shoulder and fire at the same time, making very fast kills.

I saw Edward standing by the troops giving out orders. He glanced up to me with a grim face.

"How far away?," I asked.

"Two minutes away," he replied curtly. I nodded and swallowed a knot in my throat.

"Men, load!," I ordered. They began loading. I saw the Union army coming. In about half a minute all men were done. I grabbed both pistols that were in my pockets and readied them.

The soldiers were about a minute away now.

"Aim!," I yelled over the roar of the hooves coming closer. "Fire!"

Shots of bayonets were heard loudly, as were the screams of men getting killed. I chose to ignore that and kept shooting. Edward was by my side shooting with accuracy at the opposing force.

This went on for many minutes. More than half of my troops were already dead or wounded now, but all I can do now is pity them as I keep shooting to atleast keep myself and Edward from harm.

Then I heard a sound of a bullett piercing flesh next to me. I turned in horror to see Edward with a bullet hole in his stomach. He had a look of surprise in his green eyes, then of pain. He fell to his knees. I dropped my guns and immediatly grabbed him from under his arms to hold him from falling back. I dragged my friend away from the danger and into an empty tent.

On knelt on the floor where he lay. "It's going to be okay," I said, smoothing his dirty messy hair back.

"Always an optimist aren't we, Jasper?," he said laughing. He spat out blood as he did. I shushed him.

I heard footsteps coming closer. I looked up and saw a beautiful woman. She had silky black hair and was vey well dressed. I would have felt relieved that someone can help me with my friend, except she frightened me. Her eyes were crimson.

"Hello gentlemen. Fancy meeting you here," she said in an attractive voice. I nodded, not knowing what to do. Edward had his eyes closed, looking like his death was coming soon.

She walked closer in cat like grace. "You smell wonderful, sir," she purred. I fell back, so I was sitting. I stared at her in horror. What was she going to do?

She glanced at me, then knelt down to Edward. "Handsome," she murmured. She pick up his upper body and looked like she was going to kiss his neck, but then she bit him. I stared at her in surprise, she was a vampire. Adrenaline flowed through my vains, once again giving me the power of my limbs. I stood up and pulled her off of him. She was light, but I had to use all my strenght on her. Once I pulled her off, Edward began screaming.

"What in the name of the lord did you do to him, filthy bloodsucker?," I snapped. She smile menacingly at me.

"The same I am going to do to you," she replied, before she grabbed me with an iron strength. She held my neck under her as I squirmmed. Then she bit down. As quickly she bit, she let go. The bite felt like a knife piercing flesh. It hurt, but the pain that came after she let go was even worse.

It was like she set fire in my veins. I yelled out in pain. It hurt badly. I also felt like I was drowning in the heat of the fire inside my veins.

"Goodnight, darlings," she said, looming her face over mine. She laughed, and that was last thing I saw before the fire completely consumed me.