Worlds apart
There are two types of people in the world. Those who are blind to the dangers around them. Those who know all too well of the horrors behind each twist and turn. Unfortunately I am one of the few who see's horror around each twist and turn. Most people do not understand my life nor shall they. Not unless they are welling to die like I am. I have seen much blood shed in my life. I am not alone with the life I live. I do know a few who turly understand me and know what I am going through. My life is like the song Evil Angel. I have always known that I am different from the other childern near me. I only saw all to well during the nights I spent alone. Wishing, praying, hoping that I could be just like them. Though I know now I shall never be like them in anyway.
"Put me to sleep evil angel. Open your wings evil angel..." A teenager sang to himself thinking no one would hear him at all. I sat near the mall corner waitting for the only person who understands me in the world of provtey and waste. I looked up at the clouded skies. "Hey move it kid. This isn't a place to hang out alone." An officer had taped me on the shoulder. I looked at him and slowly stod up. I held my arm as best I could. His eyes widen. "The hell?..." My arm was bloody from the shoulder to the tip of my nail. I departed from my rest area. "Ugh...I know he...He what?!" I walked past a woman holding a cel phone in hand. She took one look at me then shoved her nose high into the air. "What?...Oh no there's some kid with blood on his arm...No way She had sex with him!!" She smiled as she walked off. Not even giving me a second glance.
I passed more and more people like her. No one ever looked back to see if I was alright. No one bothered to ask if I was fine or if I needed help. "Heh heh heh what kind of world do we live in?" I laughed. My pace began to slow as I lost blood. I took one look behind me and saw the pools. Anyone could have found me from the amount of blood I lost. The cloud finally gave in. Rain poured down in the streets of London. I stod where I was watching my blood wash away with the trash and dirt of the sidewalk. Someone in a hurry pushed me to the ground. Not bothering to help me up at all. "To hell with the world." I thought. "No cares for anyone but themselves and theri bloody money." I couldn't help but grin.
I tried my hardest to get off the ground. Even a few meters of lift proved to be too much for me. I lay there on the cold wet ground people passing me by. Stepping on my only good arm. "Heh heh heh heh hah hah hah hah!!" my head on the curb lay there laughing insanely. People then took notice. "Hah hah hah!!" I countiued to laugh untill my sides began to hurt. "Now then what do we have here?" A man asked. "Heh heh heh..." I started to calm down. "You just gonna lay there laughing at nothing?" he asked. "To hell with you. To hell with the world!!" My eyes widen and my laughfter grew more and more. The man shoke his head and picked me up. "Come now." He pulled my arm around his shoulder.
"I dont think I've ever seen you like this Ray." he grunted. My hair fell into my eyes. "To hell with this whole Bloody world!!" I shrieked. My eyes as wide as they would go. "I know to hell with the whole bloody human world." He laughed softly.
"There
now. You should have stayed where you were." He said. "To
hell with it Paris. The whole world has gone to hell. Humans are
nothing more than food to me anymore." I threw my head back.
"Heh you know you sound more and more like your father every
night I hear you talk. Even if you are pissed and a bit insane."
He chuckled. "We're all a bit insane once you think about it,
Pairs." I looked towards the elder man. A long grey white beard,
his hair well kept, blue cloak, a long sleeved shirt, pants that
looked way out of date, and nice black shoes. He looked like any
proper English person should. Me on the other hand. My black hair a
mess, stained green ripped shirt, black jeans with holes in the
knees, my shoes caked with mud and blood. Pairs sat next to me. "You
turly wish to be with them do you not?" he loked towards
Paradise. I sat silent. He grabed my face and jerked me to him. "Look
at me and listen well Harst!" His old green eyes were hard.
"They are alive you and I both know that. Do not get yourself
killed. If you do I swear I'll send you to all the seven hells."
He threw me on the ground knocking the wind out of me. "You can
get up on your own." he growled once more at me.
"Heh
heh heh heh heh hah hah." I sat up laughing. "Pairs do you
think I don't know that they're ALIVE. I've been trying to."
"You have tried nothing. You shalt countiue to go down this
same path again." He screamed. "Heh you know I havn't
thought of it like you have. And for that I am sorry. Yet you know I
do think..." I trailed off into myown thoughts. Paris pulled me
up. "Listen. I have never had to do this to anyone before. You
are R a v e n Harst. You are a the daughter of Vancha Harst. You are
the assistant of Larten Crepsley and the mate of Darren Shan."
he said. I only stared at him as if he were the one insane.
I knew
what he had to say had turth to it. I did forget why I went to London
in the first place. I was looking for my friends, my family until I
ran into Steve Leonard. He screwed with my head making me think that
my mentor, mate and father were all dead. My head shifted towards the
floor. "Pairs..."
"Hmm?"
"How long
have I not been myself?" I asked smiling. Tears weld up. He
placed his hand on my back. I looked up at my oldest friend. "You
have been here with me for a few mintues now." He smiled. "Your
not the only one know that." he coughed. I smiled at him knowing
he meant
well.
"Ray
you ever think you could hurry the hell up with that food?!"
Paris yelled. I through his food at his face. "To hell with you!
I don't care if your a prince or not! I may be a woman but you cook
for yourself!" I stormed out of the room. 'Make my cook to pay
you back my ass. Your just a lazy prince is all."
"I can
hear you Miss vampire." he snorted. "Come now we'll go out
to feed." I stared at him bewildered. "Fine by me Paris.
You are an old fool." I shoke my head. I felt dizzy after wards
due to blood lose. "Hah hah hah!! You'll make it with that humor
of yours Ra..ven." He wiped tears from his eyes. "Yet am I
turly lazy and an old fool?" he looked puzzled. "Heh no
Paris. Like I've said to Vancha many times,"
"You mean
your father?"
"Aye. Your a cum guzzling, cock sucking,
testicle grabing, butt fucking old man. What woman wouldn't what
you?" I laughed. He stod there shocked. "Well Paris shall
we?"
"You shall ran for your life you fucking little
brat."He clenched his teeth. "Heh well I am your
assistant's daughter. What do you execpt?" I laughed. "You
to be more like Larten to be honest." He opened the door for me.
"Your just lucky your wounded." He muttered. "What was
that Paris?"
"Nothing." He pushed me through the
door.
Back out into the whole god for saken bloody
world.
To be countuied.