Thanks a whole bunch for the reviews! I told my friend (supposedly friend) what I had written in my 4th chapter. She still wouldn't accept it was good. She kept saying
"Oh, they just read this because they like blood; you should stick with and only WITH comedy." I just told her "What does blood have to do with why the story is good? And who cares what you think. Really." But, don't worry, we always, but I mean ALWAYS get in fights like that.
We just do it to annoy each other. Weird friendship we have. Right?
Well, please review and say what you do want and don't want in this story.
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Anna's P.O.V
They are coming, what shall I do? Who shall I turn to? What do I say to the villagers? Oh, I'm Princess Anna, and I'm a vampire. No! They will surely hang me and my family! Then our kingdom shall fade away. But, if I die, it will be a disaster for my kingdom. However, if I defend myself, I-I could maybe kill someone. I cannot run away because of this cursed ankle. And I can not runaway from my fear. What shall I do?
A tear slowly came upon Anna's beautiful but delicate face. She gently wiped her tear away. Her face was so full of any words describing shock and horror. She tried her hardest to move her ankle. But, no hope. From a distance, she saw round little lights floating around the trees.
Villagers, she thought.
She quickly grew desperate and started yelling for help, but her voice seemed to be caught with horror, so she couldn't even sound a letter.
"I see the demon! There!" a distant voice called
She looked toward the direction of the voice, there, a man with an axe in his hand stood there, coldly staring and pointing at helpless Anna.
Her eyes widened with horror, she wanted this horrifying event to only be a nightmare.
She dug her hands in the ground, trying to move, but her ankle and fear were stopping her.
"Catch her! And kill her! A scream came across.
She turned her delicate small face toward the direction of the villagers; a man about in his mid or younger ages was running toward her.
He was ahead than the other villagers. He seemed desperate to kill her.
"Your burial shall be here filthy bloody demon!" he swung the axe up and down as he was heading for Anna.
Her stomach rolled and felt like it was going to explode. She shielded herself crossing her both arms. She did a quick and silent pray.
"God shall not help thou!" yelled the villager.
He stood in front of Anna, gripping the axe tight in his muscular hand.
"Die demon!"
"EEEERRRKKK!" (Imagine this is the squeak of a bat)
All the villagers looked up in search of what was that awful noise.
"What in the devil-"
The tall man standing across Anna, was hit in the face, he fell on his knees, shocked by what just happened. He swiftly looked up and saw four huge bats fluttering their pitch black wings above and below.
"MORE DEMONS! RETREAT!" yelled an elderly woman from the back.
"I shall not retreat until I send this demon to hell." The man across from Anna stood up carefully, and held the axe in his arms.
"Die!"
He swung the axe toward Anna's face.
He looked up to see if she was dead. But, instead of finding her dead, he saw a man about sixteen years old standing there, holding the axe in his arm. The young man slowly showed his deadly fangs, he hissed upon his speech
"Stop this at once."
He gripped the axe hard and crushed it with his strong hands. He smiled at the man across him, showing his fangs.
The man stood in horror with a shocked horrified face.
"Are you not going to leave idiot? We can devour you alive you know." A pissed of vampire screeched.
The mid age man slowly turned his face to come face to face with a purplish haired boy.
"Boo" Len simply said.
"Ahh!" shrieked the man. He ran like hell and never looked back.
"Itiodic humans." Len stated.
In a flash Anna swung her left arm and hit Len in the face.
"Are you mad woman?" A pissed of Len questioned.
"I am not mad, I am defending myself, idiot." Anna coldly answered.
She moved back and kept her eyes on Len. Her conscious kept her alert.
She suddenly bumped into someone. She turned around and came face to face with the prince of vampires.Yoh.
Anna gasped for air. She walked slowly back, trying not to fall and get stuck her ankle in another stupid ankle again. Her mind twisted and turned, until finally, she closed her eyes and collapsed on the floor. There, she slept for a small eternity.
Slowly, very slowly she opened her eyes. Revealing her beautiful hazel brown eyes. It was midnight; her anniversary of the curse was over. However, that did not mean she wasn't a vampire anymore.
She slowly stood on her knees. She put back her golden hair behind her cute small ear.
She examined where she was. She was on top of a made bed. It had red, blue and other colors on the bed sheet. There was a huge closet near the door, her curiosity came upon her. There were several drawers surrounding the huge bed.
She then looked to the right, where a lamp and a piece of paper stood on the wood carved drawer.
She stretched her arm out to examine the drawing.
She examined it. Her eyes examining at the details and shadings drawn.
The paper was not good quality, (Yes, there was paper, but wood carved paper) but the picture sure was.
It was a woman, about in her 20's or 30's. She had a beautiful face. She had no wrinkles and no bags under her eyes.
Anna could not tell what her colors of skin, hair, eyes, or others were.
Even though she had no color, she was magifocly beautiful.
She finally came to her senses and questioned.
"Hello? Is there anyone there?"
Back to Tamao (Tamara) and Anna's castle
"What does thou mean she is gone?" an angry woman called.
"She cannot go out castle walls, she will be killed!" she yelled again.
"Pilika, I-I-we don't know were she is. Tamao is fine but unconscious, and there is a dead man in the castle. Do you think I would know?" the other woman from across yelled.
Pilika stood there, frozen with horror and madness. She locked her eyes to the woman next to her.
"If you, Queen Kyouyama shall not look for Anna,-
She gasped for air, knowing her fate
"Then I shall look for her."
"Pilika! That is nonsense! If villagers find Anna, and you! You shall die as well!" Anna's mother coldly answered.
Anna's mother wasn't the type of mother who would worry about her child that much. She never let herself be a friend to Anna. She always showed Anna, that the only one can depend and love, are themselves. Neither of her parents ever felt sorry nor guilt inside of them for Anna.
The only person of Anna's family was her uncle. He treated Anna as if one of his own. He always cared for her, asked for her. Always.
However, he died for Anna, during the war. He gave himself up for the west kingdom as a prisoner. From that day, she never saw him. Ever again.
"I am here, what is the worry?"
Both Queen Kyouyama and Pilika turned to see a tall man standing with a tired face; he held a brown basket full of all sorts of items. His eyes were blank, with no expression.
"My name is Faust VIII (have no idea which number), I am at your service my queen."
He bowed across from the queen.
"Now, what is the problem?" He moved toward the queen and locked his eyes at the room across from him; maids and servants were cleaning and talking in whispers.
"I shall go now, my queen, I shall go to my room" Pilika said in a serious tone. She glared at the queen's eyes. You could see the resemblance of her and Anna, on the outside, but not the inside.
She curtsied and left toward her room.
"Ah, yes Faust, I need a doctor to check on one of my maids, you see, she Ummm, she suddenly collapsed on the stairs."
The queen nervously explained.
"My servant shall show you, know if you may excuse me, I must go." With that she left the hall and walked her way toward the conference room.
"Umm…you are Faust right? Let me lead you to Tamao's room." A small voice cleared.
Faust searched for the voice to his left and right.
" I am down here, sir"
He looked down and saw a short boy. He was about fifteen or sixteen. He had orange yellow hair and blank eyes.
"Ah yes, and you are?" Faust questioned.
"Manta, but most people call me Morty; let me lead you to her room." Within a second Morty left the hall and walked toward Tamao's room, along Faust walked behind, examining every part of the castle he could see.
Back to Anna's position
"Hello? Is anyone here or there?" She questioned impatiently.
"Yes! We ar-
"Shut the hell up! She'll here you! Idiot!" and angry voice called.
"What?" Called the voice back.
Anna stood up from the bed; she cautiously walked silently toward the door. She leaned on the door, hearing whispers and lots of scolding. In a flash she opened door, revealing three gentlemen fighting and swearing at each other.
She examined them, every inch of them.
"What are looking at woman?" One of them scolded.
Anna moved back, startled by the scold.
She bumped into someone behind her.
She turned to come face to face with him. Prince of vampires.Yoh.
"Hi there!"
To be continued
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