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Raven, Seth, Vincent, Victoria, Nathan
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Raven's eyes became useless as the world around her became dark. The piercing stopped. Was something in her neck? She couldn't tell..She heard Seth scream.
"What did you do to her!? How could you do this?"
Raven could feel someone lift her up off the cold ground. Seth probably. The worry wart. She heard Vincent gasp as he backed away from her.
"Vincent...don't leave...please..."
Raven's mumbles could barely be heard among the strangled cries. Slowly, she passed out.
Vincent could only stare at Ravens neck. He didn't Turn her, but he was close...He could've...No. He shouldn't think about that. He had to help her...His blood covered lips started to tremble, his eyes with no pupil.
"Seth? Is that your name? You have to get her out of here...She needs medical attention in town. Get her there. It's just out those gates.." Seth said, pointing to the scraggly gates across their location.
Seth yelled as he kept his sister close.
"Why should I trust you?! Look what you did! You could've killed her!" Seth's angry cries seemed to die in Vincents ears. His lips were covered in blood. Her blood. He turned around. Timidly his lips seemed to separate, his tongue seemed to creep out of his mouth, reaching his crimson lips. His tongue ran over and devoured the liquid.
'Tasty...'
Vincent shook his head. This voice was an animal.
'NO! I'm not going to give into you! I have to get away from her before I...I..'
'Turn her? Why not? She's beautiful, loving, tasty..'
' She's not mine to turn! She's alive, and It's going to stay that way you...you...Beast!'
Seth picked Raven up, cradling the girl. Vincent grabbed his throbbing head, battling the demon that raged inside him. Vincent's voice struggled.
"Go! Now! Before it's too late!"
Seth picked up his sister. The sarcastic, loving, black night ran to the gates, Vincent ran into the forest, his fears,nightmares, were becoming real. He ran to the forest, soon fading into dark, his arms became wings, and he flew to the tree tops. His shriek pierced Seth's ears.
Seth ran to the gate, his mind counting the distance.
Twenty feet.
Fifteen feet.
Ten feet.
Five feet.
There!
Seth climbed through the gate, his eye's had no time to wander on the scraggly buildings, and dark atmosphere. His eyes found themselves staring at the green goop spitting out of a spring of sorts. Seth quickly moved his eyes to a big building right past the spring. Looking around, Seth's blue eyes spotted a tower. It was glowing! The lights were on! Maybe he could find help there! But if the occupant was like Vincent...Seth shook his head. He had to take a chance.
Running to the tall tower, Seth felt the bundle in his arms start to squirm. Hightailing it to the tower, Raven seem to fall in and out of consciousness.
"Vincent...don't..."
Seth grumbled. How could she like that...that...demon? Ignoring his sisters calls he opened the crooked gates and knocked on the door.
Vincent jumped off the branch, the ground seemed to shake. Vincent grabbed the tree that he just jumped off of and snapped it in half with a punch. His anger made him fearsome. Grabbing a dead bush, he ripped it out of the ground and threw it across the small clearing. His inner demons seemed to become more convincing to him, more persuading each second.
Vincent grabbed the broken tree half and broke it with his knee. His anger flourished. He had almost Turned her. Almost. The word rang in his head. Something had kept him from Turning her. But another question arose inside himself. How could someone fall in love with another so fast, in a matter of an hour, how could he fall in love? How could his dead heart fill with so much care for one individual?
His anger not so heated, Vincent walked further into the forest. He walked to a clear lake, green, rotting lily pads floated on the crystal like surface. Vincent sat on his knees by the lake. Looking at his reflection he gasped. His eyes were red, no pupil visible, his fangs seemed to grow longer, his blond hair covered with blood.
Vincent splashed the image out of his view. He dipped his hands in the water and tried to wash the horrible image away.
Suddenly his body seemed to rock. His vision started to spin. An image haunted his head, like a vision of the past? Future? Or now?
Raven was being carried to fountain, her body seemed to float on the green liquid. Her body started to glow. Someone was holding her hand. A male with red black hair. His face was covered with stitches, his arms were like his face, but his hands skeletal. His tall, lean, bony figure bent over the girl. Worry clearly shown on his round face. By him was a young rag doll, resembling her mother at her side. By the oldest doll was a tall,lean, skeleton. The skeleton's hand resting on the human boy's shoulder. The male doll was holding Raven's hand.
His Raven's hand. Vincent growled. The demons took over as he ran to the cemetery. His red eyes glowed with fury.
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