OMG, could it be true? I've actually updated something? Yes, it IS true. This story is called Raise the Flames, however if you flame me in reviews I will be forced to kill you. This story is dedicated to Remember who is one of my best friends in the world. With no further crap from me, I give you my story. Review, and I'll answer any questions you have in time.

Chapter 1: Dead Eternally

Near complete silence engulfed the small town of Bucovina that night. Dim candles lit several homes, however the majority of the city had only the moon as light. The old, middle-sized and small homes rested quietly on the combination of dirt and cobble stone streets.

Once again Lucinda shot up in bed. Her white nightgown was drenched in sweat along with the rest of her body. The smallest amount of light imaginable flooded through her open window from the moon and the wind gently blew her drapes toward her. She unfortunately had no recollection of opening the window to begin with.

While the rest of her family quietly slept she took it upon herself to close the window. Shaking herself free of the nightmare that had woken her in the first place she allowed her bare feet to touch the stone cold, wooden floors. Immediately she shivered. Wrapping her arms around herself she began to cross the room, speeding past the empty bed that once belonged to her sister.

Eventually she reached the window. She glanced out, the wind blew her golden locks back. Her ocean blue orbs went wide at the sight of the moon. It was extremely bright, and it forced her to shield her eyes. Quickly she remembered her reason for being there, shut the window, and locked it. Slowly, Lucinda turned around. However the moment she did, she regretted it. For hanging upside down was almost literally a ghost from her past. It was Mayvn, her sister. Mayvn had been her sister. Mayvn was hanging upside down from the ceiling. Mayvn had been dead for a month.

The second Lucinda's eyes caught site of her sister she jumped back, gasping and her heart began racing. "Hello Lucy," Mayvn whispered menacingly. (try to think Aleera in Vaseria with the "Hello Anna," thing) She gracefully flipped to her feet on the floor and started slowly for her sister. Her porcelain skin seemed almost white now, her crystal blue eyes were cold and were glaring daggers into her sister. Her jet black, strait hair was down and hung gently framing her face. She was around twenty-six, and therefore two years younger than Lucinda. She was wearing a black leather halter top that showed a lot of cleavage. Her shoulders however, were covered up by a large, black leather coat, and finally, she wore black pants with boots that went up to her thighs.

Suddenly, a wicked smile spread across her face as she continued to cause her sister to retreat. As she spoke, her voice was high pitched, as if she were talking to a child, and it was dripping with hatred.

"Good evening sister. Miss me?" she whispered.

"M...m... Mayvn? How are you... why are you..." she stammered in disbelief, now edging backward on the floor.

"You know, I'd hardly say you mourned for seven days. It seemed all the problems faded after the day of my funeral," she commented innocently.

"You... you died. You were dead. I saw you, lying there... but then you were gone," she said frantically, now panicking.

"Oh I died all right. I am dead," she said, examining her hand and finger nail before continuing, "dead for ever."

"Please, don't hurt me, I'm sorry. Please just don't," she pleaded pathetically, as her back hit the wall behind her and she realized she was trapped. As Mayvn closed in on her sister, she started to sing, mimicking the taunting of small children.

"Mayvn, Mayvn,

poor little strange Mayvn,

she slits her wrists with knives and things,

so she must be a craven," she sang with loathing and disdain.

Tears began streaming down Lucinda's face, realizing that those were her last moments. Her sister was something else now, and she wasn't sure whether she was a monster or demon, but one thing was certain, she was mad. Mayvn's icy hand clutched Lucinda's throat, lifting her up from the floor.

"Now go, and face the judgment I was spared," she whispered slowly. Letting out a quiet hiss, Mayvn's mouth grew two long fangs and her eyes turned an unholy blue. Lucinda screamed for help but was quickly silenced by her sister's fangs in her neck, draining the life out of her.

Lucinda shot up in bed yet again, screaming, grabbing at her neck to feel for bite marks that weren't there.