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This is a preview of my next story and I warn you its rated M due to blood, cursing and mentions of sex. Enjoy. There's tons of WE love too to even out the bad stuff. It's non DMC compliant.
It was late at night and a girl was sitting on a bench as though waiting for someone to arrive. She wore a knee length black skirt and a red shirt under her jacket. The night air was rather chilly but she couldn't feel it.
A figure suddenly seemed to emerge from the shadows themselves. It was a boy the same age as the girl. He was wearing a long, dark coat and his pants and shirt were black. He stood behind her and took her shoulders but did nothing else.
She looked up to his face and slightly smiled. "You're late?"
"Sorry, I overslept," he said jumping into the empty seat next to her. Both of them were rather pale as though they'd been trapped indoors for a long time.
"Will?" she asked.
"Yes Elizabeth," he answered.
"Do you ever miss it?"
"Miss what?"
"The sunlight."
Will sighed. "Sometimes. Living in darkness for eternity isn't exactly what I had planned for us."
She looked to him before laying her head on his shoulder.
"Do you remember?" he asked.
"Everything," she said back.
It was fairly late at night. It was cold and rainy. The moon wasn't even visible in the sky causing it to be extra dark and eerie. The two of them lay in the bed and slept after a long day. The Turners were only married for a few weeks now. Since their previous adventure with Jack Sparrow and getting all the treasure back together again everything changed dramatically for them. Her father had allowed Will to court her and before they knew it he proposed. Their wedding had been beautiful and the wedding night even more so. They were very excited to start a family someday; hopefully very soon.
Yes, the whole house was quiet.
Maybe a little too quiet.
A large shadow stood on their doorway with two or three other slightly smaller shadows behind it.
"Let's try in here," a man's voice said.
The large shadow ripped the door open and they walked inside the modest cottage.
"Bleh, such a common house," a female said.
They traipsed inside and looked around.
"Boring people must live here," another woman said.
"Quiet Rose; you might wake them," the first man said to her.
Rose and the other woman named Kiara rolled their eyes together. They looked as though they could be twins with their long black hair tied back and bright red lips set in identical smirks.
The group of four walked through the darkness as though they were shadows themselves.
"They must be heavy sleepers," Rose said.
The big man, whose name was Hugo, pushed her forward.
"I believe that this is the bed chamber," Kiara said with her ear to a closed door.
They moved forward and within they could hear soft breathing. This would almost be too easy. Hugo kicked the door down and the two asleep jumped up with swords in their hands ready to fight.
"You didn't really think we were still sleeping did you," the woman said.
Her husband stood at her side and looked angry. So it was a husband and wife team, eh.
"Get them," the leader named Richard said. He looked every bit as a leader of his clan should; decked out in highly elaborate clothing and long dark hair tied back in a simple knot.
The three charged forward to go up against the Turners. Soon enough, Elizabeth was up against the two ladies while Will tried to battle Hugo. And unlike the Turners, they were weaponless. They dodged the swords movements and before long Will's was knocked away from his hands. Hugo picked Will up with his bare hand and brought his neck to his mouth beginning to suck his blood.
Elizabeth was distracted for the moment and was about to scream when her sword was taken away as well. Rose grabbed her and smirked exposing fangs before doing the same. Elizabeth screamed outright as it was so painful. She felt her life being stripped away from her. She fell to the ground and laid there for the longest time. There wasn't a sound to be heard and she drifted into the soft oblivion of darkness.
It wasn't sound or light that brought Elizabeth back to consciousness; it was the feel of the ground beneath her.
What had happened?
She sat up, brought her hand to her neck as it was sore and looked around. It looked as though a hurricane blew through the house.
Hurricane. Damage. Fight. Will.
"Will!" she shouted while getting to her feet.
The sun had just risen and the dawns light poured into the house. Elizabeth looked everywhere but couldn't find Will at all. He was taken by those things. Vampires. One of them had bitten her.
Elizabeth looked carefully at the open window that was letting light inside. Was it possible? Carefully she raised a hand to test her theory. For a moment she felt nothing. A second later searing pain caused her to take it away. She clutched it to her chest and fearfully moved away.
"No," she whispered "it's not possible. They don't exist."
As the hand was still clutched to her chest she tried to feel for a heartbeat. There was none. They had turned her. Elizabeth Turner was, now and for the rest of time, a vampire.
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