Okay. I'd like to thank
everyone who read the first chapter of my story and especially those who
reviewed it and encouraged me to continue writing. This includes my ::cough:: charming….friend Alex, Huntress_Saber,
.Skipscum, NyAngel, Dark Nites, Anubis, Askani, Liitle One, and finally, Jiasa
Stormcloud, whom I would like to thank desperately for her review which
gave me a better hold on what I'd like Remus to become. Thank you all SO SO much! I have a better idea on the plot now, thanks
to you. Okay, enough of my ramblings,
here's the chapter, or prologue, I should say..on Remus of the Shadow Line.
Shadow in the Darkness
Prologue: It is said
that some are born, not bitten. If this
is true, if there was only one vampire in the world that could fit this
description, it would be Remus of Shadow. The dark, if not evil, mysterious, powerful, yet dashing and
aristocratic creature one wouldn't see in the realms of the most twisted
passageways in the deepest dungeons of the mind. No one knows for sure how old he is. No one knows for sure how he came to be. He just is, and for that, if for no
other reason, fear him for what he is. A childe of the twilight. Created by the night, trained by the darkness, living the life he was
meant to live in the shadows of our realm. The only being of his sort that ever was. The only being of his sort that ever will be. Remus, creator of the line with only one
member, Remus of the Shadow line.
But just who is
this…this spot of darkness buried deep inside the ebony sky? This secret within secrets? This so-called evil among the evil….? Some claim to know. Some say he fought Death itself to keep it
from overtaking him while he was in the prime of his life. They claim his reward for challenging and
conquering Death was an eternal life in which he kept his very soul. The soul, which most of his kind have lost forever to the always burning, forever
incinerating, never-wavering fires of Hell. Perhaps this accounts for his fickle nature. The tendancy to get to know and politely associate with others
until he finally bores of them and slaughters them on the spot.
But wait just one moment…is this actually true..? Few, if any, actually know. Of course, there are rumors.. Such is the mystery and captivation of Remus. One of the most popular theories on this
incredible, fearful immortal is that his choice victims are the descendants of
those that once harassed and abused his family when he was alive. Has he heard of this theory? Yes. Does he encourage it? No one
would know. And does he deny it..? He neither denies it, nor accounts that it
is true. That is the nature of Remus;
to let others do and think what they will.
Yet, what else do we
actually know about this gentlemanly creature of the night? That is an inconceivably restricted
subject. Well, he's quite curteous and
a firm believer in maintaining proper etiquette. So long as one keeps him entertained and refrains from annoying
him, he should take somewhat of a liking to that person and engage in short
conversation with them. Many who come
out of the conversation alive soon realize that however much they told Remus
about themselves, they learned absolutely nothing about him. Such is the clever Remus. The pride and glory of the midnight
hour. The shadow…hidden in the
darkness.
