Chapter Three

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Raven, Seth, Vincent, Victoria, Nathan

Raven sat up. Her dress was a little torn, but that was okay. Raven looked around.

'Where are we...'

Raven studied her surroundings. Tombstones littered the ground, there was a couple open graves and a pumpkin or two scattered around the ground.

"This place is beautiful! But where is this place?" She said to herself.

Her brother not insight, the un-dead bride look-a-like walked around the graveyard, her black ballet slippers making little noise against the soft dark dirt.

Vincent walked towards the graveyard with long strides. His grave some where here or there. He licked the blood off his lips. The copper taste rich in his mouth. His blond hair waved in the wind, loose from it's black elastic hold. His old Victorian outfit was dark and pale as he climbed the hill. The moonlight giving him an eerie glow.

Spiral hill was his place to relax and unwind after he fed. He didn't like being a vampire, but it wasn't his choice to begin with. Sighing, he climbed the hill a little faster, wanting only to sleep tonight. He had almost Turned someone tonight.

Turned.

He almost Turned a girl today with his large hunger. Almost drained her clean. That was against his morals. His way of life, err..death in his point of view. He shook his head. He had to be more careful. He promised.

As Vincent moved closer to the top of the hill he realized someone was there a the end. It wasn't the ragdoll or the skeleton he usually saw here with their children. It was a girl.

'God, she's beautiful'

Raven sighed as she sat down on the hill. She looked at the bouquet of dead roses in her hand. She started to pick them one by one. It reminded her of a song Victoria taught her while they were camping last summer. Slowly, almost timidly, she started to sing.

"Rose, Rose, Rose, Red.. Will I ever see thee wed? I will marry at thy will sire, at thy will."

Her voice was smooth and angelic, almost scary in such a setting. Raven heard someone behind her.

"That sounded very haunting..."

Raven turned her head. She saw a thin, tall figure behind her. The figure sat beside her. He was blond, with unearthly pale skin. His piercing red eyes seemed almost gentle in the pale light. His black Victorian shirt and white vest covered the man's torso, his black pants seemed to camouflage with the ground. He turned his head to look at her.

"Hello. I'm Vincent. Sorry to interrupt,but your voice is marvelous."

Even his voice seemed to mesmerize her senses. It was deep and smooth. Velvet like, and wonderfully haunting in Raven's ears. Raven smiled.

"Hello. I'm Raven...ummm...where are we?"

Raven asked quietly. God he was beautiful. Her green eyes couldn't stop staring at him! Vincent's eyes seem to be amused. He laughed. Mad that he laughed at her , she glared.

"What? I can't even ask a question without being laughed at? Three words for ya bub. What. The. Hell?"

Vincent's laughing continued.

"I'm not laughing at you Miss Raven. Just that I just realized you aren't dead! I am simply laughing at myself for the sudden realization."

Raven's face became troubled.

"Of course I'm not dead! What kind of realization is that?"

Vincent smiled. Raven gasped. He had fangs.

'A vampire? He couldn't get more dreamy!'

"You obviously don't know where you are. We are in Halloweentown."

Raven cocked her head. Her lips were silent. Vincent stared. She was a beauty. Nice too. 'Maybe...' Vincent could only marvel at himself. How selfish could he get! She belonged with a live man. Not in a coffin with a busted heart! He stood up. He couldn't get attached. It would only end in him ruining a life. He sighed

His sudden movement stunned Raven. She stood up after him, and grabbed his wrist. Her voice found the words.

"What did you mean...when you said...you said you were surprised I'm not dead? Are..is-"

Vincent turned around slowly. He mentally scolded himself. He was going to get attached.

"You see..when people arrive in Halloweentown, they're...-" He swallowed. "Dead."

Raven shook her head. Obviously not grasping the concept of dieing and coming to a world filled with zombies, skeletons, and vampires.

"What do you mean? Why here? Why not...Heaven..or...Hell?"

Vincent scoffed.

"For some, this is Hell. For other's, like you I guess, this is Heaven. Hard to grasp, but true."

Raven's curiosity grew. She grabbed Vincent's hand.

The contact made Vincent shudder. He soon realized that he liked it. Her touch was...magic. He could find no other word for it's magnificence. Sighing contently, he told her all about Halloweentown.

Vincent soon realized that with her, time seemed to stop. So bad he wanted to claim her, Turn her and have her with him forever. He was so close to her now...he could here her heart race as he turned towards her. He turned mused.

"Your heart, it beats wildly every time I look at you. That's...Interesting."

Raven blushed as he led her down the hill, into the graveyard, successfully running into a amused, Tall, black-armored knight.

The knight laughed.

"Raven. I'm hurt. What exactly have you been doing while I was looking for you? Flirting?"

Raven snorted as she turned around with her arms crossed.

Suddenly, she felt something piercing her neck. She crouched over and all became dark.

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