here is a story that just popped in my head one day
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Chapter one: Cold castle

   I will tell you some things about me, simple things, not my whole life mind you. First off, I am a vampire. I cannot remember anything before I was turned, so do not expect a long boring story. To understand me a little better, lets start from the beginning.

   The first thing I remember is waking up on a cold, hard slab of stone. Now, at that time I couldn’t remember anything at all. I didn’t know my name or where I was, only the word vampire and what a vampire was and that I wished be one since I was little. I pondered that for a minute trying to recall who I was and where I was, and then I realized my eyes were still closed. I slowly opened my eyes and beheld ten or more people around me. I couldn’t figure out why, but they looked a little odd. Then I looked around. It was amazing! I was in a castle! The walls were made of smooth gray stone, with vines crawling up the walls through the cracks in the faded stone. The windows were all covered with black cloth, except one.

   So beautiful the window was! The uncovered window was a stained glass picture of a light blue dragon offering a king mounds of gold. The sun made the window glimmer like diamonds and cast a reflection of the window on the ground. Why would these people cover up such beautiful windows? Why not allow the sun to show the beauty of them? Then I realized why they looked odd. Their skin was pale and their eyes had a reddish glow!Could they be the very things I wanted to become? Could they be my family? As soon as I thought this, one of the them, the leader I suppose, walked over to my side and said,â€� No we are not your family, but we are vampires. We have known of your love for our kind since you first found out about vampires. Do you remember anything before you woke up just now?â€�


   His voice was calm like he knew me. He looked old, like you would expect a grandfather to be. He had a blue bathrobe on like he just got out of bed. Odd for a vampire…I didn’t know who he was, so I responded truthfully.â€� No, I don’t remember anything except about vampires.â€� When I said that, he frowned, apparently not liking my answer. He walked off towards a group of people and started to talk to them with a worried expression, making me worried. Suddenly I felt tired, and was trying to keep my eyes open when the old vampire came over to me and said in his calm voice,â€� Sleep now, we will explain it all later tonight.â€� I drifted off to sleep with the picture of the window in my mind.


   I woke up in a bedroom. When I looked out the window, which was uncovered, I saw that it was midnight. The room looked the same as the part of the castle I was in before, just smaller. I was lying on a slab of stone, like before with a small table next to it. There was a glass on the table. With water probably.hmm…I am thirsty…with that thought I sat up, grabbed the glass and drained it. Then I realized that there weren’t any candles. Anywhere. I could see like the sun was streaming in through the window! Everything was bright like a candle or torch was lit. Then I stopped and wiped my mouth with my sleeves. When I saw my sleeve I shuddered and stood staring at it. My sleeve was red. That wasn’t water! It was blood! Then I smiled. I am a vampire! I started to do a little dance until I saw, what appeared to be, a thirteen-year-old boy in the corner. I blushed, a little embarrassed that he saw me dancing, then I asked what was, at the moment, on my mind. “Am I a vampire?â€� he laughed and said, “Of course you are…why do you think there was blood in that glass? Do you want to know anything about your family?â€�

   I thought it rather funny the way he said that about the blood glass. If I don’t remember anything than I’m fine with that… “Only one thingâ€� “and what might that be?â€� “Are my parents dead?â€� He looked at me like I asked him if I killed someone. “Yes…â€� he answered after a moment, “Would you be upset if I said we killed them?â€� I was shocked by his answer but somehow it didn’t bother me “actually…no, I wont." He smiled. “You will make a wonderful vampire. Let me show you how to hunt for your own blood.â€� He stepped out of the shadows and I could see that he was as pale skinned as the rest of them, but he looked like a normal 13-year-old boy, albeit a little tall. He had short blonde hair and his eyes, like the rest of them, held that red glow. “What, don’t I get a glass a day or something like that?â€� He laughed again and said,â€� We aren’t going to serve you blood like some sort of queen, we already have one but soon you will-“ He cut off his sentence short,â€� I will what?â€� I asked quickly. “Nothing come on lets go, I’m starving.â€�
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so?whadaya think?oh and the darn italics wont work ><

Last edited by Moonfur (2009-03-20 17:53:34)