Title: In the Darkness of the Night
The vampire sat back in his chair, a smile on his face after a fresh kill. He lived in an abandoned church, the curtains drawn so no light would shine through. The memories of what the building was before were gone, the crosses, the pews, all were burned.
He turned the television on, the black and white images flickering past as he flipped the channel. He abruptly stopped when he saw on the television, someone who he recognized faintly.
Men were wrestling in a ring, the crowd unreasonably loud. Though he wasn't concentrating on the fight, all he saw was the woman who was standing at the corner of the ring, seemingly cheering for one of the men in the fight.
He deciphered her immediately; not a day had passed that he hadn't thought of the beautiful woman who had claimed to be an angel.
Although the television was in black and white, he could tell that her eyes were violet, the shade of lilac he remembered. It has been a month ago today that he had tried to capture her, but failed.
This time, he would not fail. No matter how beautiful or stunning the woman was, in the end, she was only a mere mortal. When the time comes for him to encounter her again, he would be ready.
She had told him she had a mission, though once he was done with her, she would no longer be able to have a mission to complete.
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Charity walked backstage, a strange feeling overpowering her senses that she couldn't seem to shake off. Her skin had become strangely pale, as if she was able to sense that someone had been watching her.
Of course everyone is watching you, you're part of the main event!
She relaxed when the thought passed; it couldn't have possibly been anything serious.
"Hey Charity, wish me luck on my next match?" Matt waved as he passed.
She tensed, though she managed to get out a "Good luck."
Charity didn't know why, but she didn't feel safe around Matt, he reminded her too much of the man who had tried to kill her in the woods. She hadn't received words from the heavens as to who the man was, so he lay a mystery.
Matt's dark eyes, jet black hair…it hit all too close to home. She managed to stay with a group of people when around Matt, though she wasn't sure how long she could keep it up when he was the one who her mission was based on.
Show him how to love child, he does not believe anyone loves him.
How could she show him love when she was afraid of him? The mission at first had seemed to come by easily, just show Matt how love works then come back to heaven. Now she knew that it wasn't such an easy task.
It had come beyond obvious to her that Matt was a private person, reserved, and not willing to share details about his personal life unless it was one-on-one. She wasn't able to get any information or clues as to why he was the way he was.
Charity knew she was wasting time, and time wasn't something she had much of. She would talk to Matt today, alone, no matter how much it took out of her.
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