Preface

I never though that I would escape from the loneliness our kind often feels. I had no mate, and no desire to find one. No real desire for companionship. What use would it be? As much as we would like to tell ourselves, us vampires are not that different then the humans are. We lie, cheat, steal. We are criminals in every sense of the word. We hurt each other much like humans, fighting over territory, fighting over blood. So I lived alone. I though that I would be fine like that, living an eternity by myself.

I never knew how wrong I was.

Chap 1

I looked around the forest, sniffing the air to find my next meal. I could smell the woodland creatures both big and small and decided that I felt like having a mountain lion that day. The previous day I had gone into town to find out what was happening in the world, picking up several newspapers to read. It was the usual, humans killing each other, humans getting sick, humans stealing, the human leaders not following through. Just like always. I had hoped that for once something good happened, cancer being cured, or criminals turning themselves in. But no, they went on in their self destructive behavior. Just like always. The trip into town had made me thirsty, I had good control, but still. A hunt was necessary.

I ran through the woods, admiring the ruggedness of it. I couldn't really explain why I thought it was beautiful, I just did. No humans had come here, tarnishing it with their innate greed for everything they saw. The humans thought that they improved the land they conquered, but they destroyed it. Their want for more would eventually cause their demise. Vampires were like this also. They wanted the humans to continue to be greedy, fight wars, ruin things. It brought most pleasure. It made their job of killing easier.

I had never wanted for a mate, or a companion of any kind. The one who made me was lonely, her mate had been destroyed and she wanted me to attempt to fill the void he had left behind, but I would have no part in killing the innocent humans that were to become our food. I ran away and didn't stop running until I came to this forest, where no humans were near.

My run brought me close to where my meal would be. There were sounds up where the lion was supposed to be, I paused. I could hear the big cat growl and pounce on something. Then I heard the horrid sounds of bones being broken and cries of anguish. Sounds that a lion's regular prey shouldn't make. Sounds that shouldn't be in my forest. Human sounds of pain.

I ran through the trees faster then before, if I could save the poor soul I would. Just because I didn't like the creatures didn't mean I had no compassion for them. Some were truly good, standing out among their evil counterparts.

The clearing where the mountain lion was attacking came up quickly. I raced through the break in the trees, hoping I wasn't too late. If I got there in time I could take the human to the hospital where they could heal. As soon as I saw the cat I pulled it off the human and drained it dry, figuring that I may as well get a meal so I that wouldn't kill the human in my thirst.

The human on the ground moaned loudly and stirred. After burying the lions body I turned to it. What I saw shocked me. It was a human male, around 20 years old I guessed. He was in hunters clothes, a gun was thrown just out of his reach, obviously dropped when the mountain lion attacked. Muscles rippled along his arms, and from what I could see through his ripped shirt, his chest also. Not the muscles of someone who worked out like a bodybuilder, but someone who worked for a living. It was hard to guess his height from the way he was curled in anguish on the ground, but I could tell he was at least taller then my 5 foot 4 inch frame. What struck me the most about him was his face. I never saw anything before in my life like it. It was a face I just wanted to look at for as long as he would let me. For someone who seemed to work outside he was surprisingly pale, but not unattractively so. He had a squared jaw and full lips. A straight nose and striking angled cheekbones were added to his features. Thick dark lashes surrounded his eyes, I could tell they were green even though they were screwed up in pain. Messy bronze hair that looked like it had never seen a comb covered his head.

I stared at the man in awe and wonder. He was beautiful. So beautiful. I had seen pretty humans and vampires before of course, but they weren't anything to write home about, so to speak. But this one, this glorious human boy, he was the epitome of all things ideally stunning. And for the first time in my very long life I truly desired something. I wanted him. I wanted to take him to the cave that held my few possessions, and never let another gaze on him. Have him be mine forever.

But I couldn't have him. It wouldn't be right. Keeping him would be like chaining an angel to a demon. I couldn't keep him because it would be wrong to. Oh, but I longed to have him. I would take care of him, bring him food and clothes, show him my forest, take him into towns so he could choose things he wanted. He would have everything little he wanted and I would have the one thing I wanted most.

A war was raging in my heart and mind. I wanted him, how I wanted him! He would have everything, but human companionship, but what use would that be? Humans were horrible, all of them excepting this one. I wasn't God though. I couldn't decide his fate by keeping him with me. I would ruin him. He may get everything he wanted but that wouldn't make up for what I was taking him from. I would be a demon, stealing an angel from heaven. And even when I had him he would resent me for stealing him. He might have a family, a wife, children, whom he loved, and I would take him away forever.

My mind was soon made up. I scooped the beautiful man who was laying on the ground before me into my arms, relishing in the angels closeness and raced toward the nearest town. I had to give him up, he who belonged to me for a few minutes. I wouldn't even ever know his name.

I set him gently in front of the hospital I found. I couldn't go in. I stood watch in the trees to make sure they found him. I made sure they took him straight to the emergency room, made sure they tended his wounds. Made sure they were going to take care of my angel. As I turned away, to go back to my cave, I heard him speak to the nurse tending to him.

"Where's the woman who brought me here? I never heard her name. I want to thank her. Will you bring her in? Please?"

The nurse's voice was shocked when she answered.

"There wasn't anyone with you. You were alone. No one was there. You have head trauma, I think you imagined it sir. It's evident that you dragged yourself here to the hospital."

I ran away, sobbing dryly, wishing for the first time in years I was human again. I could stay with him then, and never leave. My angel would always think that I wasn't real, and would always pine after him. Always. I had a different outlook on humans now. If they could produce one so perfect, they couldn't be all bad. Someone told me once that when vampires change, its irrevocable, I now know this to be true. I would always want him, ache for him.

When I was back at my home I whispered a wish to the first star coming out of the deep blue sky,

"Keep him safe, let him find happiness, and never never let me hurt him"

A.N. Okay, so this is the first story on here that I plan on making into more than a one shot (I'm not really counting that I only have two one shots) I hope you like it. If I get positive reviews then I'll try to update soon. I'm not sure exactly how long the story will be, or how often I'll be able to update though. Please r and r, and please no flames. I would like constructive criticism, not being told I'm stupid if you please. Thanks for clicking my story!