I am so sad! I have forgotten about my fans. (People have not been so nice to me lately, people are so mean) I would love to take all the people that have liked my story! Hugs! well I'm guessing you would like to here more of my story!

Chapter 2

"Well, that's quite interesting per say" Roslyn said, and started backing up. Her eyes never left him, and his dark eyes never left her. " Where are you going my little dove" he started walking towards her. " Don't fear me. I will not do anything to you, as long as you do what I say. You got that." he shot her a wicked grin. "I will not do as you wish," she looked away from him, trying to look for a way out of it. She could not run, because he would catch her.

"Would you like some dinner?" she said, pointing to the food on the table. "You can have some if you wish too" he looked at it , then looked back at her.

" Why? You probably poisoned it" you narrowed his eyes at her. "No! Why would I do such an horrible thing?" she cry out, then realized it. "Hmp, well, I am hungry. And I would like the food more than you to eat" he turned his back to her, and walked over to the table, the food was not hot anymore, it was just mildly warm. But the stranger didn't care. He just sat down and started to feast on the food.

After a few minutes, he was done. He just sat back in the chair, and put his feet up. He looked over, to see the girl. Then he just notice the girl was no longer there, he was to busy indulging him with food to see that. "Damn that girl!" he jumped out of the chair , and went out the door that was barely cracked open, so it would appear closed. He sniffed the outside air to smell the girl scent that still lingered on the cool night air. He looked on the ground, he saw her small shoe print in the lightly moist mud near her front door. He started flowing the shoe prints, and they lead to the stable and one of the horse were gone. He thought to himself , how could I have let her get away! Gr... She'll pay for her foolishness. Out of angry he killed her other horse. Then he started running after her, only following her scent.

She rode the horse, encouraging it to go faster, she was heading to town to see her friend Ella. The horse was panting really hard as it ran. "Come on, Darius! We are almost there, boy!" The tree branches were hitting her in the face and hitting the rest of her body. It felt like a forest of whips on her cheeks.Cutting and bruising from so many hitting her. But she know that she would have to keep on going. He life depended on it. She the heavy steamy breath of her horse. She was almost through the forest. She just was hoping that he or anything worse would find her. There was not any vampires or demons around the area for about 5 years. She was quite lucky for that. But she remember the time when they were around. It sent shivers down her spine. She never really hated them. She's always thought of them as being misunderstood. When she was smaller, she saw a vampire. So she remembered...

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(8 years ago..)

Roslyn was picking flowers before the sunset. All of her friends that were helping, had to go home leaving her outside. They were quite far from the village, and so that is why they wanted to leave so soon. They would have wanted to stay with their friend ,but they didn't want their parents to be mad at them , and so then they said their good byes and left. Well, she know that her mother would be unhappy that she didn't come home so soon, but she thought when mother saw the flowers she would forget about her being late. Her mother still loved her so dearly. After want happened to her father, and becoming a window.

Her father was a man of greatness. He helped people, and he was paid to hire hunters to keep the enemy away. He was once a hunter himself. But when he found her mother it was true love. So he promised to stay with her, and to stay and protect the village from harm. Later on, they had a daughter, which was Roslyn. She was the joy to their little family. But soon after that her father died with a duel with the Ella's father. Sir Frederic van Hardlocks was the man that killed her father. He shot him with a pistol in the chest, and ruptured his left lung and a part of his heart. He lived for only two days then died. It was very tragic for the small family.

Frederic Hardlocks was the person would almost ran the town, but was not the mayor, thou he was friend with the mayor. He was an arrogant and greedy man, always wanting everything, but when he didn't get the heart if the woman he loved. It drove him mad. If he wasn't happy than no one else could be ever happy. So he challenged Roslyn's father to a duel. So he meet up with him, but luck was not with him that night in the middle of the tow. All the town's people watched . Roslyn's father was not excepting to be the one to die that night. But that was cruel fate, and a dishonorable man that put her father in his grave. His death changed her mother from always smiling and laughing to going into a depressed state of mind. Her laughs had became a thing of the past, just hollow echos in the silent night air. Her rosy cheeks had became pale as the white roses they placed over his grave. Roslyn would hear her mother crying at night after she was put to bed. Sometimes she would not get up in the morning, or she would not even get up for the whole day. The once clean house became dusty and started getting a musky smell to it. The flowers they picked had became dried up, and the wilted petals fell to the windowsill that the vase sat on.

"Mother, I'm going to pick some flowers for the windowsill, and I'll come back before dark." Roslyn said, with unblinking eyes. He mother just looked at her, holding the wine bottle in her left hand. She just stared at her for a few seconds before nodding at her daughter, "you may go, but be home before dark comes"then she took a sip of wine.

She was the only one now still in the field picking the wonderful wild flowers. She looked at their amazing colors, and picked a few of each. Picking tiger lilies, pansies, dragon snaps, blue bells, and then something caught her eye. She saw a wild rose bush, it was a beautiful dark wine color. The beauty of it was pulling her closer. Her fingers extended towards the flower, and she touched it soft petals. Her fingers delicately wrapped around the base of the flower head. With a pull, the flower came head came lose, and she smelled the flower. " aw, they smell sweet. I must pick some of these." Roslyn started picking them, "Ah! My finger!" She looked down at her bleeding finger." I thought they were thornless. The rest of them were thorn less, why does these one have thorns?"she was done for today picking them. "Ah, my back hurts from bending over." she said quietly to herself. "Hm, it got dark really quick" she looked around and sat down, placing the basket with flowers next to her. Looking up at the sky, there were some stars in the sky. Then she saw some thing out of the corner of her eye.

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Mwahahahahahaha! Till next time we meet. Please review if you liked it. I have been really busy. SoI kinda rushed. My beta reader is being stupid, and I don't have enough time for her to call me back .cough Loser cough