Rating: PG-13 for eventual language, violence, angst and some sexuality (debating on it)
Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own anything and no I will not get over it.
PLEASE READ: To prevent any suspicion of plagiarism, I apologize in advance if any names of titles have been used before. I have not begun reading any fan fiction stories until recently and I wrote this story awhile back.
Chapter One
Angel of Darkness
The Darkness was overwhelming. It was always the blackness of night, the chill that came without breeze, creeping into her skin and making her feel hollow inside. What once terrified her was now her refuge. Amongst the creatures of the night would she forever remain, separated from the rest of humanity. Here, visible by moonlight yet cloaked in the blackness of night, is where she truly felt alive. Tonight, like countless others, a vampire bride sought her victim.
Quietly, she walked towards the cottage, drawn towards the sound of heartbeats from within. Soundlessly, the vampire leapt onto the roof to wait for the opportune moment.
Not long after, a small child emerged and made his way to retrieve water from the well. Running her tongue over her unnatural sharp teeth, she jumped from her hiding spot and followed. While, the vampire bride made ready to strike she unintentionally tripped on a branch. Before she could react, the child spun around, meeting her gaze with terror.
Switching tactics, the vampire walked forward while beckoning the young buy to her. "Come now, come sweet child. Do not be afraid I am here now." Her voice, masked in a motherly tone, came out no longer than a whisper yet cut through the air like ice.
Mesmerized, the affectionate boy ran to her arms, hungry for the love that she seemed to give but incapable to feel. "Tell me child, why do you weep?" Indeed, the boy was crying for he was so deeply touched by the attention he was receiving.
A loving embrace from one who appeared in the form of an angel and a demonic fire in her deceptive eyes.
"Hush now. I am here for you." Rocking the child to her breast, the boy gave her a look of adoration. Returning the gesture, the vampire leant down and planted a gentle kiss on his throat. The boy smiled and nuzzled closer to her chest. Lifting a delicate hand, the child reached over to clasp her jeweled hand in his own. Smiling, she caressed his neck until the boys breathing slowed. Glancing at his face, she smiled to find that he had fallen asleep. Her smile shattered the image of the beautiful woman into a hideous monster as her canines distended and her eyes change into the color of the flames in hell. With a growl, she fastened herself to the boys neck and shivered as the first mouthful of blood rushed into her mouth.
Beneath her, the child awoke as the teeth pierced his flesh. For a brief moment he looked into her eyes and she could see his hurt from betrayal. Betrayal from his angel who pretended to love him, and the agony of the thought he would never be with her again.
Once he drew his last breath, the bride slit both his wrists and drained every ounce of blood from his small body.
Satisfied, she dropped the corpse and gazed into the stars. Behind this mask of an angel with her silky hair, soft, pale skin and lovely eyes dwelled a demon. Using her beauty as her power, she was able to seduce others to her will. Through her deliberate voluptuousness, she was a temptress among women, a fiery siren of the devil. This was why she had been sired.
Shrieking with triumph, she took flight, her white gown becoming leathery wings. As she flew into the starry night, she felt someone beckoning her. The voice who belonged to her lover, Master, and Maker.
Dracula.