Part 1

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Part 1

 

They draed me to do it. I shouldn't have accepted the challenge. It was stupid. But at the time I wanted to do it. I wanted to prove myself to the older college guys I was hanging out with.  Nobody else would it, at first I was eager, I wanted to show them that I wasn't just some little kid that was forced to tag along. (Which I was by the way. My parents forced me.) But as I entered through the graveyard gates, my eagerness slowly dissolved. The cemetery was dark. The big, giant stone wall around the perimeter prevented any light from illuminating the ground and tombstones. My meager flashlight didn't cover much. I heard the gate close behind me, the old iron creaking on it's hinges.

 

It wasn't difficult to find the tomb. It was the only thing that was big enough to be classified as such. The door was chained up, crisscrossing the rotting wood. They look like silver. Why would a tomb be locked in silver? There couldn't really be anything inside of value. Unless their intentions wasn't to keep anyone out, but... inside?

 

I took the pocket knife out of my pocket and carefully wittled the silver chains loose. The lock by the handle was so rusted that the door was easily pushed in. Inside of the tomb was just as dark as the outside, if not darker. I took my lighter out and held the small flame up in front of me so I could see. On either side of the door were torches, once I lit them the tomb lit up with a muted golden glow. Everything inside was covered with an inch of dust. Nothing looked out of the ordinary except for the open casket. The red in-lining was torn and faded, the pillow and cushions were also in the same condition.

 

All the spider webs and dead rats and mice didn't bother me so much, but the fact that the open casket was empty really got to me. The cushions looked pressed in, like there had been a body. But it wasn't there now. And there were fresh handprints in the dust.

 

Due to the state of the silver chains outside, It didn't seem likely that someone could have gotten in and out. Perhaps there was another way out?

 

My eyes started scanning the tomb, looking for another door, but there were none.

 

From behind me I heard the door behing pushed back into place. I whirled around, there was no one there. I stood frozen, not exactly sure if what was going on was part of the guy's prank or if it was something more... something real.

 

Heavy breathing could suddenly be heard from behind me. Really heavy. Like whoever it was was standing close enough to blow in my ear. I swallowed hard and slowly turned around.

 

It was almost impossible to describe what went on next. Everything seemed to happen all at one, so much so that it was really all a big blur. The next thing I knew, I was on the floor, gripping my arm, just below my wrist. When I focused on it, dark red blood was smeared around two puncture wounds.

 

I'm not going to lie. Seeing this much of my blood freaked me out a bit.

 

Breathing deeply, I looked up, a bit dazed and confused. A figure stood before me, dressed in breeches and a white colonial shirt. He had stockings and buckle-shoed feet. His dark hair was long and greasy. His face was scary, menacing. His pale face boasted bright red, glaring eyes and blood on his mouth with some running down his chin and dripping onto his shirt.

 

"Where am I, mortal?" he demanded.

 

"Twenty --- twenty-thirteen," I sputtered.

 

His thick black eyebrows furrowed together. He looked at me as if I were the one responsible for all his troubles.

 

"Did-did you bite me?" I asked, looking back at my wrist to escape the anger in his eyes.

 

"Yes, I did."

 

"...Why?"

 

"I was hungry."

 

"So you bit me?"

 

"Yes."

 

"You... drank my blood?"

 

He was growing impatient now. "Yes."

 

"You're... a vampire?"

 

"Thank you for finally grasping that concept." He bent donw, grasped my upper arm and pulled me to my feet. He brought his lips to my wrist, and I felt his tongue lap at my wound and the leaked blood. When he released me, I looked at my wrist, the holes were healed, as if they had never been there to begin with.

 

"How did you---?" I tried to say, but he quickly. cover my mouth with his hand.

 

"Sh. Do not speak unless spoken to. Understand?"

 

I nodded and he let go of me.

 

He pulled open the door, pushing it to the side, but jerked back, hissing, holding his hand against his chest.

 

"What?" I asked.

 

He glared at me. "The silver. It burns my skin. And stop speaking."

 

He grabbed me and pulled me forward through the the opening. "Is this still St. Mary's cemetery?"

 

I didn't reply. He sueezed my arm till it was painful. I gasped.

 

"Answer me."

 

"You said to stop speaking."

 

"I said don't speak unless spoken to. You had spoken before. Now, answer my question."

 

"Yes. It is."

 

"Is White Hill Manor still standing?"

 

"Yes," I said. We were getting closer to the gate. I saw the glowing beams from their flashlights.

 

He saw them, too. He pulled us behind a tree, hiding in the dark shadows. My back pressed against the tree, his hand released me before he raised his arms and placed them on either side of me, caging me in.

 

"How do we get out?" he muttered under his breath, more to himself than to me.

 

I stood quietly as he thought out a plan of escape.

 

"Maybe I could go talk to them?" I said hesitantly. "I came with them. I can get them to leave and I could wait in my car until they leave and you come get in?"

 

"What is a... car?" he asked.

 

"You don't know what a car is? Dude, what century do you live in?"

 

"The last one was 1756," he said softly.

 

My eyes widened. "Wow."

 

His red eyes narrowed. "How do I know I can trust you?"

 

"You don't. Just like I don't know if I can trust you or not. But you don't seem to have any other choice, but to trust me."

 

Author's Note

I know somethings don't make sense... but best critique? Pretty please?

Reviews

[Night]

...I liked the opening, story line seems exciting...i'd say a good start overall....needs structure...ie, paragraphs and stuff. I'll read more if you post it...=)

[Asilem]

Thank you for the input. I am aware that it does need some editing and reviewing and blah blah blah... Anyways thanks. I should have Part 2 up soon. :)