I've had this idea for a while now but never got around to it, I've been interested in vampires for a while now but that doesn't make me a Goth may I point out. Anyway I have an idea of how this story is going to go but the rest is just going to be what ever comes to my head. Tell me what you think of it please.
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Who Am I?
The girl sat slumped in a corner of a plain room, her eyelids were shut but movement could be seen from behind them. Around the walls were blood splatters and the girl was lying in a pool of it herself. Her hair was stained in blood and her entire body was bathed in it... yet she didn't give one care.
Her slow breathing could be heard as she slept soundly; it was only when a huge bang of a door was heard that her eyes shot open. Her blue eyes fixated on the metal door a few metres opposite of her. Her eyebrows formed a 'v' shape and her hands formed into fists.
The door then opened to reveal a woman smiling down at the girl, she was dressed in a nurse's outfit and her face smiled kindly. In her right hand she held a syringe containing a clear liquid.
The girl lifted her head and blinked a few times.
"There, there, sleeping were we?" the woman asked in a soothing voice.
"Who... who are you?" the girl murmurred.
The woman merely continued to smile and took a few steps forward, "Of course you won't remember, you've slept haven't you?"
The girl looked at her with a dazed expression.
"Now are you going to behave today or do I have to drug you again?" the woman asked.
The girl stood up weakly and leaned against the wall behind her for support, her legs wavered slightly but she kept her balance.
"Good girl. Now there's a visitor for you in the lobby." the woman stated turning around and gesturing for her to follow.
Still confused the girl followed the woman out of the room and found herself in a narrow hallway. Like the room she had left everything was clean white. The walls, the ceilings, the floors, everything. It was almost too dazzling for her eyes. As her eyes drifted to herself she held out both her hands in front of her with her palms face up and gazed at them.
Looking back up at the woman she was following she asked, "Where am I? And what am I doing here?"
"Really, you ask the same questions every time." the woman said sighing, "Everything will be explained soon. I have a feeling that soon this will all be over."
Not once did the woman turn her head, the girl turned her head slightly whilst walking trying to get a better angle of her face. The woman appeared in her early thirties and was very beautiful. Her long blond locks were tied in a bun held firmly by white pearls attached to one another. Her eyes were a bold green and although the woman seemed kind the girl was somehow unnerved by her eyes as they seemed cold and sent a chill down her spine.
"Here we are." the woman suddenly said.
The girl turned her attention in front of her; both she and the woman exited the hallway to find themselves in a lobby. It very much resembled a hospital and was like the waiting area. Chairs were situated all around but only one had a figure in it, the girl turned her attention to this one person.
The woman brought the girl in front of the person.
"Here she is."
The figure who had been looking off into the distance turned their attention to the girl, he was a boy around the age of eighteen and was easily handsome. He had a long face and distinguished cheek bones. His brown eyes fixed themselves on the girl causing her to wobble slightly at his gaze, his charcoal locks that lay on his head fell to the side of his face and his fringe was tinted red.
Standing up he hovered over the girl, he was around a head taller than her and seemed intimidating.
"Well I'll leave you two then." the woman said before walking off down another hallway.
"Wait!" the girl cried turning around but sighed when the woman turned a corner.
She stared at the spot the woman had vanished from for a few moments before she felt a hand grip her shoulder. Looking up she saw the boy staring down at her.
"Let's go."
The girl barely managed to keep up with boy as he dragged her out of the building and down some steps leading to the building. His hand gripped her's almost crushing it to death, the girl continued to state this but he never once took any notice.
Coming to the pavement he came to a black limo and opened the door gesturing for her to get in.
"But I don't even know you, how can I get in a car with a complete stranger!" she cried.
"You don't even know yourself." he stated in a cold tone, his eyes bore into her very soul and she obeyed quickly scrambling into the car.
No sooner had the two gotten in that the limo began to move, the girl looked around taking everything in and fidgeted on the black leather seats.
"So who are you?" the girl murmurred.
The boy who had been glancing out of the black window's looked over to her making her fidget slightly more.
"You'll know in time."
The girl pouted making her seem like a child, "But it's polite to tell me, for all I know you could be kidnapping me."
The boy smirked, "Maybe."
The girl's pout vanished and was replaced by fear, she remained silent for a moment until she asked, "D-Do you know who I am?"
The boy nodded, "Do you want to know?"
The girl paused for a moment before nodding eagerly.
The boy grinned slyly, "Very well, sit." he commanded patting the space next to him.
The girl looked at the seat then back at him but didn't move.
The boy sighed, "Look I'm not going to rape you if that's what you think, anyway when you remember who I really am you'll be wanting to be near me every second you can." he said with a gleam in his eyes.
The girl decided to obey not being able to detect any hint of lying in his voice but was worried by what he meant by the last part.
Sitting next to him she bit her lip and looked down at the floor.
"Now..." the boy stated, "I think you'll be pleased to know that we just rescued you."
"Res...cued?" the girl asked looking up.
The boy nodded and smiled, "Yep. Those people in that building were the baddie's."
"You mean you're the good guy?" the girl asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, is that so hard to believe?" the boy asked raising an eyebrow.
"No." the girl replied quickly and edging away from him slightly.
"Anyway, they were keeping you there against your will which is why we bravely rescued you. And I gotta tell you, it took a lot of fucking around to get you out of there. We had to kill fifty men in less than two minutes a week ago to just get the location of where you were. Not to mention the security around the place, it's lucky I'm good at disguising myself."
"This isn't your real appearance?" the girl asked suddenly interested in what he was saying.
"No, it is but I managed to create an illusion so that they didn't actually see me as you do."
The girl shot him a confused look.
"I'll explain it later." he said at her expression letting out a small sigh, "To cut a long story straight I got you out of there and now we're driving you as far away as possible before they realise you've escaped. They'll probably have guessed by now."
The girl looked off in another direction, "Who am I? Why can't I remember anything about myself or anything I've done?"
As she asked these questions she wasn't sure if they were in her head or she was speaking them out loud. A conclusion was quickly drawn to this when a reply came.
"Well your memory's been erased."
The girl's eyes widened and she whipped her head around, "What? But why did they do that!?"
"They didn't do it." the boy stated, "I did."
The girl stared in shock but it soon turned to anger, "What! Why?" she cried.
"Easy." the boy said holding his hands up, "It was for a good reason and anyway it was you who requested it."
"Me? I'd never do that and what do you mean memory erased? How is that possible?"
The boy smiled slyly, "At least your attitude hasn't changed one bit." looking directly at her he said, "Now what I'm going to say may shock you but you'll get over it as soon as your memory returns."
He paused and continued to stare into her eyes for a few seconds before speaking on.
"Your life is just about to get more exciting." he stated leaning back in his seat, "Because you see no matter how much you may not want it to be true you're a century old vampire, your name is Lucy and you... are our leader."