Ok so the old guy was serious when he said it was falling apart. After getting home and pulling the book out of her bag the entire cover had fallen off and a few loose pages had fluttered to the floor. She bit her lip and just hoped he wasn't going to decide to ask for it back.
Ashlyn wasn't a great reader; not the type to lock herself in her room with piles and piles of books anyway, but she did enjoy it sometimes. She carefully slipped the pages back into their places and wrapped the cover around the bundle, hoping that it was in the same state when she was given it.
"Ashlyn! Dinner!" her mother yelled from downstairs, causing Ashlyn to sigh a huff of annoyance; she'd just got comfortable and was about to start reading.
"Coming!" she called back, hoping the annoyance wasn't too obvious in her voice as her mother would no doubt think it was her fault and stress of having to move again. Ashlyn didn't fancy another one of her mother's sob sessions, dutifully hopping off the bed and crossing the landing, trying to fix a false smile onto her face as she went.
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Ashlyn flung herself onto the bed, burying her face in the pillow and screaming out all of the emotion she could no longer keep inside. How could her mother do this to her? And so soon as well. Dinner had been going fine, apart from her mother shifting uncomfortably in her chair, obviously wanting to say something.
"Just spit it out mom," Ashlyn had finally sighed, pinning her mother with a very parental type stare. After a few mutterings and sentences spoken too fast to hear, Ashlyn had finally deduced that her mother found her true love…again, some guy at her new job who had asked her out to dinner the following evening. It took all the control she had to just nod and say 'ok', finish off her meal and walk as quickly as she dared up to her room.
The situation really was ridiculous, but even if that were true it wouldn't change anything. She wasn't sure she could take this anymore. Throwing herself off the bed and then glancing around for the closest object, she threw the book at the wall and proceeded to have a silent tantrum against her bed. She managed to calm herself after a couple of minutes and turned herself around to lean against the bed, breathing heavily. She pushed the hair back from her forehead and swallowed hard. She was going to have to come up with a more productive means of siphoning off her anger. Sighing again she stood and quickly spread out her duvet which had become a tangled mess, and plopped herself down on it.
At this point she noticed the book, lying at the foot of the wall opposite and looking hopelessly broken and battered. Her heart swelled in sympathy and the next second she found herself hugging the book to her chest, apologizing over and over in head. She froze when she realized what she was doing and raised an eyebrow at herself. She glared at the book suspiciously for a couple of seconds then sighed for what must have been the fiftieth time that day and collected the stray pages that had made a bid for freedom. 'Well, it was gift from a friend' she figured.
She lay down, far too tired to start reading tonight, falling asleep almost immediately. The book slipped from her grasp, the pages fluttering to the floor, all except one, which hung loosely in her grasp until she unconsciously scrunched her hand around it and rolled over frowning.
The page seemed to flap slightly, although there was no breeze in the room and Ashlyn slept on, her dreams leading her to places she longed to go, and unaware that although her physical body hadn't seemed to move, she was no longer in her room. She wasn't even in her own country and she stirred as the wind picked up and page threatened to fly out of her grasp. She clutched it tighter and started to shiver, in her dream a shadow began to approach her as she lay, unable to move on the ground but not yet afraid. The person? For she could not yet see them clearly, knelt beside her, hand reaching out to grasp the wrist of the hand holding the paper. A smile was suddenly etched into the persons features as they saw the number 1 printed at the bottom of the page, and they pulled their hood down to reveal flowing black hair, pointed ears and eyes that seemed to gleam in the near darkness.
"Welcome my dear," they said softly, voice low yet clear and Ashlyn could almost feel the power behind it as she gazed up still feeling frozen, "To Talia" the creature said, beginning to lean forward and Ashlyn felt her pulse begin to speed up, willing herself to be able to move so she could scream. She closed her eyes as she almost willed herself to black out so she wouldn't have to endure this any longer. She felt something almost like a needle enter her neck and she felt the pain, almost immediately followed by an intense feeling of drowsiness as her vision began to black out.
The creature smiled slightly as the girl went limp entering a state that would keep her in an almost unconscious condition but not allow her to black out completely. Hoisting her up he began to run with a speed that was definitely inhuman, and Ashlyn would occasionally come back to herself long enough to feel the wind as it whipped at her hair. The creature had taken the paper from her hand and tucked it into one of the folds of the robe he wore. The thing smiled again as they thought about what this girl's appearance would mean. Mainly that things were going to be much more interesting for a while, maybe they'd get to have some real fun for a change. Gripping his load tighter he sped up, mouth still smirking and wondering if he would have to inject the girl again any time soon. Not that he was complaining but it was kind of difficult to just bite the girl without taking a drink.
Ok, so here's chapter two, hope you liked it, not very long but I'm getting to the real story now. Again, I'm not sure if I'm going to use the old characters or plotlines, but if you really want to see them making a comeback let me know.
I'm not too sure about the plotline yet so if you have any ideas for it please tell me.
So yeah, kinda looks like there's gonna be vampires in this one huh,
Please review! Even if it's just a smiley face , or a sad one of course.
