HI!!!!
No, I just could not contain my creative genius and I wrote the preface. Forgive me, but I am not yet done the first chapter. I might finish it later today, but maybe not. I'll see what I can do. :) It has to be amazing, you know? To kick off the whole story? So I'm gonna go work on that now and leave you all with a teaser. :P
AND HOORAY FOR THE KICK OFF TO MIDNIGHT!!! Are you as excited as I am? ...Probably not, but... haha! Enjoyyyyy!
--Mel
P R E F A C E
The woman – if you could call her that – that stood in front of me was the very epitome of everything that I had come to hate. Not only was she a murderer, but she thoroughly enjoyed it. She wasn't like the rest of our kind, she didn't kill because she needed to, she killed because she wanted to. She got off on the exhilaration, on the feel of the warm blood gushing over her sadistic hands. She stared at me from across the little room, panting hard. I wasn't sure why she was panting so hard; it wasn't as though she needed to breathe. Perhaps it was for effect. After all, she had raced against time and bent over backwards to get here when she said she would be here.
Her black eyes took in my carefully composed face and her red lips twisted to one side and her breathing came slower. She straightened her posture and flipped her long black curls over her shoulder. As much as I wanted to hate this woman, I simply could not force myself to do it. I wasn't sure why, as she was the quintessence of Hell, itself. Perhaps it was because she had wormed her way into my life long before I knew of her intentions here. If anything, I thought, that should make me hate her more. But I simply could not bring myself to the loathing that the creature before me deserved.
A single tear leaked out of my left eye as the click of her high-heeled boots alerted my subconscious mind that she was coming in for the kill.