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The Vampire(victim's point)
He came into my life as a neighbor, almost rarely seen but one or two sightings. It was even more rare to see him outside. One day, he really caught my eye, and it was hard to look away from him. I was watching the two little girls over the summer, trying to be a good neighbor since I was their church leader for a while. Unfortunately, things got in the way and I had to stop. He was there, coming into the house in his modern day wear, looking stylish in his unstylish attire (if you go by the fashion magazines).
Simply, he was in the room, and I was trapped instantly. Avoiding his eyes, I tried my best to wait it out. Staying to my building blocks, and keeping the dog from eating and or choking on them, I tried to make something of them, and he talked so sweetly to me, asking me about what it was I was building. "An airplane," I near choked, and he sat beside me on the floor. "I never read the instructions," he told me, an
Vampiric(From Alexandra's eyes)
You let me bite you, offering in a minimalistic way that was adorable and selfless. Your scent tickles my nose and taunts me everywhere I go. What I don't know, is that you are the vampire, entrancing me to your arms. You caress my hair and cheek, saying that you are testing to see what it is that I am. Truth is, you already know. I'm lycan, and you are vampire. You don't care about our differences, nor about the smell that vampires constantly say we lycans have. What my fangs do and yours do are different. I feed on meat of something I have killed, and you feed from blood of a human, sometimes animals.
A legend of the vampires say that if you drink of my blood, you could gain unlimited power, and possibly even more immortality. Not that you need more, but that's what the legend says. You are seductive in every way, and you are handsome enough without your charm. You can be out in the sunshine, and you do not burn. You aren't like the sis
The Raven He is the boy who seems the darkest even though he looks of the light. His hair is jet black, and his eyes almost follow suit. His clothes say the same as well. He is silent, almost to the point of mute, but nobody dares ask him why. They are afraid of him, in more ways than one. The girls all talk about him, some good, and others bad, as do the boys. They call him names like "emo" and "outcast". The boy who sits alone every day, who seems to be a symbol of bad forebodings, the one who brings about a depression wherever he is, will probably steal your soul.
This boy, the very boy I have described, is a raven. He had talked to me, once, as I walked from school to my house. As fate would have it, I was his neighbor now. "Have you ever seen a crow up close?" He asked, looking down at the sidewalk as we walked along. "Yes," I said solemnly, not knowing what to think of him. "How about a Raven?" Again, I did not know what to answer with. "I'm
The Human Zoo 4 Alex was informed that there was a fair in town for a few days, and that she should go. "something doesn't seem right," she said, and then looked at the meat she requested for breakfast. Lynx looked nervously at her friend. "what do you mean?" Alex replied,"It isn't rare enough." Letting out a sigh of relief, Lynx took the plate up and inspected it herself. "Alex, having raw meat is not healthy for you. Do you know how many bacteria are crawling in the meat when it's not cooked thoroughly?" Alex folded her arms to her chest.
"I'm not eating it unless it is the way I like it. How about I chase you about and warm your muscles up for eating?"
"Alex, that's not funny. Besides, I have to cook it, just a little."
"Whatever," Alex scoffed, and asked that she cook it a little less than what the last meat was. Lynx gruffed under her breath as she took the plate back to the kitchen and placed the cooked meat in yet another p
The Human Zoo 3 Chris sat at the table in the restaurant of the zoo, playing with the napkin set aside for the drink he had. The soda seemed like it would be okay without the napkin anyways. It seemed odd that the zoo would not have any animals in it once it started to be built, but as the attractions became real, more so real than much of what Chris's father was doing, it would have made sense to have the animals there while the finishing touches were being made. He thought about the park that now lay under the zoo: how he would run through it at night, completely covered by the dark; he thought about how he would have the most inspirational moments in that park; Chris also thought about Alex for the first time in that park.
Suddenly, Chris's phone rang, and the id said "Dad" on it. He hadn't spoke to his father in a little over a week and decided that now would be a good time since the damage was done. "Hello?"
"Chris, don't sou
TLLC 4Xenolath left at Arainya's pleasant request, as she tended to me. Rain was gentle in her healing, and I was soon sleeping on the cot by the fire. After I was seen to the slumber islands, Rain decided to talk to Xenolath. "I can't help but feel like I had something to do with all this," he said, clenching his fists. She simply placed her hand on his shoulder in which he shrugged it off. Alex stepped out into the night air, seeing the two talking and came over to them.
"I am scared," she said, and held tightly to Rain. "Don't be little one, we are safe here in the grandmother's house. She has been gracious enough to house us." Xenolath tried to calm Alex as well, placing a hand on her back so as to show support. "Will the others be okay?" the small girl asked. "She is sleeping. Within the next couple of days, she will be running and pouncing like never before. For now, she needs her rest."
She looked at the two and finished with, "we all do." They returned to the
the Human Zoo 2 As Alex stared at the full moon, Lynx was preparing her guest room where Alex would be for a bit, at least until the police were out of the house. It was said that it would be a few days, because so many items were evidence as to whom had entered the house. It was ridiculous. One cop had said that if she were to touch anything, or even move something one inch, it could compromise the whole investigation. Alex let out a growl, and her fist clenched when Lynx touched her shoulder.
"Alex?" she asked in fear, "I made your bed up for you." Alex loosened, and thanked her friend gruffly. As Alex disappeared into the room, she stripped and took a quick shower, her mind pouring over all that's happened recently. Her phone had an mp3 player on it with all of her music. Turning it up so that she could hear it in the shower, she played her favorite thrashing music. It seemed to calm her a bit, and something inside of her stirred to be released. It was strange, bu
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