Dark Hopes
I don't own Escaflowne,Brand New,Cold,Staind,Avenged Sevenfold however all characters I bring in I have created (in other words if It's none from Esca then its' mine)
Summary: this is a dark story it deals w/ vampyreswerewolfs,suicidal themes mature things, some disturbing stuff although nothing worse then something you would find in a PG-13 movie.
+++ "no seatbelt song'by brand new++
It was a dreary day, while Van sat in his car. The windshield wipers came back and forth. He felt terribly uneventful sitting there studying the motions of windshield wipers with such intensity. He hated funerals but this time wasn't just any funeral..it was his dear friend Hitomi's. It was the Vampyres. Though Folken denied it, he had ruined Van. He rubbed his neck. It was scarred, and he knew it was Folken who had done this him. People were beginning to gather around. He got out not using any umbrella, besides, he just didn't give a damn anymore. ++ Meanwhile++ The Lady In Black sat on a rooftop. Overhead she could smell death mixed with regret. She looked down at the daytime, the streets looked important and clean while somewhat respectable people walked them. By night, however, well that's when the crackheads beg for change and the hookers come out. She was supposed to meet Van. As her thoughts wandered to him, she thought about her sister, Hitomi. Could she reveal the truth? Could she reveal that Hitomi fell in love once, but not with him? Black looked around. There were some cigarette butts laying around. Black smiled to herself. Hitomi smoked a lot. Afterall, was a loner like Black .
++ Folken++ "Dammit" He cursed. "I'm missing the funeral" Folken thought, ashamed. Not that he cared, but he should be somewhat concerned for Van's well- being. Van had become completely depressed and suicidal due to the fact that Folken's clan of Vampyres had a lot of mass-genocide going on. No matter how brave Van acted, he was left unsettled by Folken's torturous methods. Folken glanced up as Dilandau, Naria and Eriya walked in. "What the hell is going on here???" Dilandau shouted. "Don't you dare tell me your moping over that stupid dead girl!" Folken cringed, "You mean Hitomi?" Folken said silently. Dilandau shrugged, unmoved as he slumped down in his seat carelessly putting his feet on Folken's desk. Folken looked distastefully at Dilandau's feet. "You're turning into Van in your dismal existence." He said noting Folkens drab wallpaper. "What do you suggest?" Folken said, uninterested. "I don't know.Go get drunk..do something!" Dilandau said, bored. Naria cut in. "Are you saying Folken is vaguely unfulfilled?" "Vaguely? Choose better adjectives, woman." Dilandau looked back at Folken.
"Anyway, I'm going to see my dismal concubine."
"How is she anyway?" He asked curiously "She keeps talking about Van and how she's going to see him and so on. I bet she's still on the roof." "Is she okay?" Dilandau looked shocked for several moments before composing himself. "Why would you ask that?" Folken sighed "Admit it she's a little self-destructive, She doesn't mean to be, but she is. Just go and check on her."
I don't own Escaflowne,Brand New,Cold,Staind,Avenged Sevenfold however all characters I bring in I have created (in other words if It's none from Esca then its' mine)
Summary: this is a dark story it deals w/ vampyreswerewolfs,suicidal themes mature things, some disturbing stuff although nothing worse then something you would find in a PG-13 movie.
+++ "no seatbelt song'by brand new++
It was a dreary day, while Van sat in his car. The windshield wipers came back and forth. He felt terribly uneventful sitting there studying the motions of windshield wipers with such intensity. He hated funerals but this time wasn't just any funeral..it was his dear friend Hitomi's. It was the Vampyres. Though Folken denied it, he had ruined Van. He rubbed his neck. It was scarred, and he knew it was Folken who had done this him. People were beginning to gather around. He got out not using any umbrella, besides, he just didn't give a damn anymore. ++ Meanwhile++ The Lady In Black sat on a rooftop. Overhead she could smell death mixed with regret. She looked down at the daytime, the streets looked important and clean while somewhat respectable people walked them. By night, however, well that's when the crackheads beg for change and the hookers come out. She was supposed to meet Van. As her thoughts wandered to him, she thought about her sister, Hitomi. Could she reveal the truth? Could she reveal that Hitomi fell in love once, but not with him? Black looked around. There were some cigarette butts laying around. Black smiled to herself. Hitomi smoked a lot. Afterall, was a loner like Black .
++ Folken++ "Dammit" He cursed. "I'm missing the funeral" Folken thought, ashamed. Not that he cared, but he should be somewhat concerned for Van's well- being. Van had become completely depressed and suicidal due to the fact that Folken's clan of Vampyres had a lot of mass-genocide going on. No matter how brave Van acted, he was left unsettled by Folken's torturous methods. Folken glanced up as Dilandau, Naria and Eriya walked in. "What the hell is going on here???" Dilandau shouted. "Don't you dare tell me your moping over that stupid dead girl!" Folken cringed, "You mean Hitomi?" Folken said silently. Dilandau shrugged, unmoved as he slumped down in his seat carelessly putting his feet on Folken's desk. Folken looked distastefully at Dilandau's feet. "You're turning into Van in your dismal existence." He said noting Folkens drab wallpaper. "What do you suggest?" Folken said, uninterested. "I don't know.Go get drunk..do something!" Dilandau said, bored. Naria cut in. "Are you saying Folken is vaguely unfulfilled?" "Vaguely? Choose better adjectives, woman." Dilandau looked back at Folken.
"Anyway, I'm going to see my dismal concubine."
"How is she anyway?" He asked curiously "She keeps talking about Van and how she's going to see him and so on. I bet she's still on the roof." "Is she okay?" Dilandau looked shocked for several moments before composing himself. "Why would you ask that?" Folken sighed "Admit it she's a little self-destructive, She doesn't mean to be, but she is. Just go and check on her."