Prologue
"What about holy water? Can it kill you?" a young man in an elegant jerkin sat on a bench in the park, talking to a black haired beauty.
The girl giggled. "No it can't."
"What about a lance made out of ebony? A silver cross or sunlight?" the young man guessed. Her high, sweet laugh filled the air and the boy drowned in the sky blue eyes as the spring breeze tousled his hair. "No, no and no." she answered, smiling at him.
"Is there nothing that can kill your kind?" the boy asked, his grey eyes shone curious.
The young lady, dressed in an elegant, frilly, dark blue dress with lace decorating the borders, smiled teasingly. "It's a secret."
The young nobleman answered her smile.
"Then allow me to ask you another question, milady." He said.
"You already asked a lot of question today, young master." She commented, playfully scolding him.
"I'm just curious to why a fascinating creature as yourself would be interested in a humble human as me." He said, he sounded still playful but he was serious about this subject. The lady smiled softly, slight sadness was shown in her eyes. She cupped his cheek with her hand and caressed it.
"That's a long story." She whispered. Just as the young man was about to call her name they were interrupted.
"Excuse me my interruption." Another man approached them, his raven-black hair tied in a short pony tail over his shoulder. The two young ones looked both shocked at the intruder.
"Aren't you the gentleman I met yesterday night at the opera?" The boy asked politely.
"Indeed, we did."
Surprised the girl looked at her interlocutor. "You met him at the opera?" she didn't wait for a reply and placed herself between the boy and the elder man. Her long skirts rustled when she stood up.
"Please move aside, young lady. I only have business with the young lord." The man said and pulled out his rapier. The boy jumped up and did the same, instinctively wanting to protect the girl. The two men engaged in a battle, the stranger soon managed to wound his younger opponent at the shoulder. The young man wasn't able to dodge another attack but the steel didn't touch his flesh a second time, instead it ended in the girl's small hand. Both men looked in surprise at the girl, whose presence they had forgotten.
The metal shattered and spread on the green grass. Shocked the grey eyed boy looked at the broken sword in the hands of his opponent. The man didn't seem the least surprised at the performance of strength. Black blood welled up from the wound in the young lady's hand and it ran down her arm in small lines. With horror the boy watched how the blood dripped from her elbow. The raven haired man looked with a blank expression at the girl.
"You are a hindrance." He said, swiftly and in one swift movement, too fast for the human eye, he cut open the lady's stomach. Black blood colored the grass black, drops of blood shined like dewdrops in the morning.
"No!" the young man cried and reached for his lover's hand.
In his fall a sharp pain went through his back and his dark red blood joined her black one in the ever green grass.
The next chapters will follow quickly since it's only a short story :) Please enjoy!