A/N: I hope you like the story so far! I think I've got it all planned out
now! Hopefully you'll like the ending, but this is only the 5th chapter!
Okay, please r&r and tell me whatcha think cuz this is still my 1st fanfic!
So far, everyone has been really great. If not, I don't think I would
still be writing! Okay, well, here it is! Enjoy! ^_^
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The graveyard was very cold and hard, but the two ghosts were used to the cold and the pain, so it almost seemed like home there. For the longest time, home had been Cyrus' basement, though. This made it all a little more uncomfortable. In his sleep, Royce was dreaming of his past.
'It was the senior prom. They had won the baseball game 8 to nothing and this was their celebration. Royce drove to Rayne's house to pick her up and take her to the school. He was wearing the only tux that he owned. She'd never seen him dressed up and he hoped she'd like it. He pulled up in front of her family's white two-story house. He jumped out of his car and ran to the door. Teeth, check. Hair, check. Everything straight. These were his thoughts as he rang the doorbell.
Mrs. Johnson answered the door. "Oh Royce! Please come in! Rayne should be down in a moment. My do you look handsome." She smiled brightly at him. She seemed to be very impressed with his apparel.
"Oh thank you! Only the best for Rayne."
"Heard you boys won yesterday! Heard it was damn near a slaughter!" Mr. Johnson said, coming out of the family room. Royce laughed and shook hands with Mr. Johnson.
"Yes, sir. Eight to zip. Lefty didn't walk one person and no one got on base," Royce explained. At that moment, Rayne appeared at the top of the stairs.
Royce didn't think he'd ever seen an angel more beautiful. All he could do was stare at her radiant face. She smiled softly and began to descend.
Rayne's reddish brown hair was pulled back in a twist and there was one spiral curl on each side of her face. Rayne wore a thin-strapped soft pink dress that flowed with her every move.
"There is nothing more beautiful on this earth than you, Rayne Marie," Royce said to her as she reached the landing. He took her hand and smiled at her parents.
"Yes," Rayne hissed. The tone of her voice caught Royce off-guard and he looked back at her. What he saw then made his eyes widen in horror.
"Holy shit!" Royce cried. Rayne smiled at him.
"What is it darling? Oh darn! Does the yellow not match the pink? I knew I should've worn a yellow dress in this dream! Oh well!" Rayne grabbed him and pulled him violently toward her.
"What the hell are you, bitch! You're not my Rayne!" Royce cried. By then, the house and the parents were gone. Only Royce and Rayne remained in a black void.
"I'm Rayne! Come on! Don't you remember me, baby?" The creature asked. She was the same monster that he'd seen earlier in the woods. Her eyes glowed yellow and her fangs gleamed in her distorted face. She then brought her face to his neck and pierced his skin with her fangs. She snapped his juggler and began to drink. Just then, Royce jerked.'
Royce jolted up on the grave he was lying on. He looked around in the darkness, panting heavily. He looked to his left to see that Jimmy was still asleep. 'It must've just been a dream, then.' He thought.
A dream. Yes, that's it. Just a dream.
"Who the hell-what the hell are you?" Royce called into the night. The voice in his head laughed menacingly.
"I'm a ghost and I want to sleep!" Jimmy answered. Royce looked to see The Torso sitting up, his head lying on the ground looking up at him.
"Sorry. It's just, that there's something out there. I don't trust it. It can't be trusted. You stay here and try to go back to sleep. I want to find out what the hell it wants," Royce explained.
"I'm not going to sleep until you find out what it is. But I'll stay here," Jimmy responded. Royce then walked in the direction of which the wind was coming. It came from the direction that they had yet to investigate.
"I'm not sleeping until you reveal yourself. You may as well just come out because I can stay awake forever. I don't need sleep. Come on, then," Royce called out. He heard the laughter in his head.
Fool! You know who-and what I am! I am Rayne-the Vampyr Princess!
"You're not Rayne, bitch!"
"But I am. Royce, don't you remember me?" The girl walked out of the shadows to reveal her face. It was in fact Rayne.
"Rayne?! It's really you?" Royce ran to her excitedly. Rayne's face twisted then and she turned into the creature.
"Yes! I've told you! I am Rayne-"
The Vampyr Princess!
"I love you. Haven't you missed me?" Royce asked. His heart was full of joy.
Of course SHE missed you!
"But I am not her! I am her body with her memories! I have no feelings but anger and lust you pathetic apparition!" Royce's face fell for a second before he became angry.
"What the hell happened to you, Rayne?"
I was sired. Of course, he killed your parents. Rayne tried to stop him. He liked her spunk-or, my spunk.
"And now I am a child of the night! Your precious Rayne is gone!" With that, Rayne's body flew at Royce in the same way that it had his previous meeting with her earlier that night.
We will meet again! But the only reason is your destruction!
Royce walked back to the part of the cemetery where Jimmy still sat, waiting for his return.
"You can sleep now," Royce said, distraught.
"Right, chief," Jimmy said. He was smart not to ask any questions. He simply lay down and went to sleep. Royce sat and thought the rest of the night. He pondered his existence. There had to be a reason he'd come back. It couldn't just be to see this monster that had inhabited Rayne's body. He would find out a way to free her soul and be able to see her, as Rayne Marie Johnson once more.
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The graveyard was very cold and hard, but the two ghosts were used to the cold and the pain, so it almost seemed like home there. For the longest time, home had been Cyrus' basement, though. This made it all a little more uncomfortable. In his sleep, Royce was dreaming of his past.
'It was the senior prom. They had won the baseball game 8 to nothing and this was their celebration. Royce drove to Rayne's house to pick her up and take her to the school. He was wearing the only tux that he owned. She'd never seen him dressed up and he hoped she'd like it. He pulled up in front of her family's white two-story house. He jumped out of his car and ran to the door. Teeth, check. Hair, check. Everything straight. These were his thoughts as he rang the doorbell.
Mrs. Johnson answered the door. "Oh Royce! Please come in! Rayne should be down in a moment. My do you look handsome." She smiled brightly at him. She seemed to be very impressed with his apparel.
"Oh thank you! Only the best for Rayne."
"Heard you boys won yesterday! Heard it was damn near a slaughter!" Mr. Johnson said, coming out of the family room. Royce laughed and shook hands with Mr. Johnson.
"Yes, sir. Eight to zip. Lefty didn't walk one person and no one got on base," Royce explained. At that moment, Rayne appeared at the top of the stairs.
Royce didn't think he'd ever seen an angel more beautiful. All he could do was stare at her radiant face. She smiled softly and began to descend.
Rayne's reddish brown hair was pulled back in a twist and there was one spiral curl on each side of her face. Rayne wore a thin-strapped soft pink dress that flowed with her every move.
"There is nothing more beautiful on this earth than you, Rayne Marie," Royce said to her as she reached the landing. He took her hand and smiled at her parents.
"Yes," Rayne hissed. The tone of her voice caught Royce off-guard and he looked back at her. What he saw then made his eyes widen in horror.
"Holy shit!" Royce cried. Rayne smiled at him.
"What is it darling? Oh darn! Does the yellow not match the pink? I knew I should've worn a yellow dress in this dream! Oh well!" Rayne grabbed him and pulled him violently toward her.
"What the hell are you, bitch! You're not my Rayne!" Royce cried. By then, the house and the parents were gone. Only Royce and Rayne remained in a black void.
"I'm Rayne! Come on! Don't you remember me, baby?" The creature asked. She was the same monster that he'd seen earlier in the woods. Her eyes glowed yellow and her fangs gleamed in her distorted face. She then brought her face to his neck and pierced his skin with her fangs. She snapped his juggler and began to drink. Just then, Royce jerked.'
Royce jolted up on the grave he was lying on. He looked around in the darkness, panting heavily. He looked to his left to see that Jimmy was still asleep. 'It must've just been a dream, then.' He thought.
A dream. Yes, that's it. Just a dream.
"Who the hell-what the hell are you?" Royce called into the night. The voice in his head laughed menacingly.
"I'm a ghost and I want to sleep!" Jimmy answered. Royce looked to see The Torso sitting up, his head lying on the ground looking up at him.
"Sorry. It's just, that there's something out there. I don't trust it. It can't be trusted. You stay here and try to go back to sleep. I want to find out what the hell it wants," Royce explained.
"I'm not going to sleep until you find out what it is. But I'll stay here," Jimmy responded. Royce then walked in the direction of which the wind was coming. It came from the direction that they had yet to investigate.
"I'm not sleeping until you reveal yourself. You may as well just come out because I can stay awake forever. I don't need sleep. Come on, then," Royce called out. He heard the laughter in his head.
Fool! You know who-and what I am! I am Rayne-the Vampyr Princess!
"You're not Rayne, bitch!"
"But I am. Royce, don't you remember me?" The girl walked out of the shadows to reveal her face. It was in fact Rayne.
"Rayne?! It's really you?" Royce ran to her excitedly. Rayne's face twisted then and she turned into the creature.
"Yes! I've told you! I am Rayne-"
The Vampyr Princess!
"I love you. Haven't you missed me?" Royce asked. His heart was full of joy.
Of course SHE missed you!
"But I am not her! I am her body with her memories! I have no feelings but anger and lust you pathetic apparition!" Royce's face fell for a second before he became angry.
"What the hell happened to you, Rayne?"
I was sired. Of course, he killed your parents. Rayne tried to stop him. He liked her spunk-or, my spunk.
"And now I am a child of the night! Your precious Rayne is gone!" With that, Rayne's body flew at Royce in the same way that it had his previous meeting with her earlier that night.
We will meet again! But the only reason is your destruction!
Royce walked back to the part of the cemetery where Jimmy still sat, waiting for his return.
"You can sleep now," Royce said, distraught.
"Right, chief," Jimmy said. He was smart not to ask any questions. He simply lay down and went to sleep. Royce sat and thought the rest of the night. He pondered his existence. There had to be a reason he'd come back. It couldn't just be to see this monster that had inhabited Rayne's body. He would find out a way to free her soul and be able to see her, as Rayne Marie Johnson once more.