Prologue
Silence.
That dreaded force more powerful than death, took the skies as its bitch tonight; it was as obvious as the touch of the sun. The stars were crying, blinking furiously as if they were trying to disappear, but couldn't because they were enslaved to the hands of silence. As was the moon; who hid in shame behind the wicked clouds, crying tears of broken innocence.
I was once like her - the moon, beaten, broken, bleeding, and crying of shame; forced to be the bitch of a beast in the presence of silence.
Now with blood pouring on my hands, I stare at the moon and see that she is staring at me. A look so intense yet, so dim it's as if she too were trying to run, but not from silence, from me.
Ha!
Of course she would, the shadows of Evil overpower silence; a dead soul, who smiles at the blood of her victim.
The burning itch for nicotine overpowers my senses, making me lose sight of the moon. I reach for a cigarette, now stained with the blood on my hands, and light it up.
So good.
I drop the cigarette letting it die in the thick pool of blood, surrounding the body of my latest prey.
The night is still young, my mind still fresh with the urge to hunt.
I look back at the moon, she exposes herself to me.
The silence is gone, the whispers of the nights breeze alert my senses.
"I'm coming."
Hi!
Im PJ and this is my first fanfic like friggin' ever! This was so much fun haha Tell me what you think and thanks for reading!
-PJW