The Romanova vampire chronicals

The Romanova vampire chronicals

A Story by amelia davidison
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part of a book i wrote not sure if its worth finishing

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 i used to think being alone was  a bad thing.

but over the years ive gotten used to it actualy.

after a hundred years the feeling is kind of peacefull .

wich is why today i have to start fresh im leaveing grasmiere indiana.

for the first time in over 4 years .

i cant keep this sherade up any longer evan if i would have liked to 

i could only look 18 for so long befor people would start to notice things

its only natural id have to leave i could never stay in just one place so i became used to leaveing 

and saw it was a new begining of eterenty 

i sat on the plane waiting for take off hopeing nobody would sit next to me

and then i gusse i feel a sleep becase i woke with a start 

cold sweat driping from my face 

it was that dream i thought

that dream .............

i havent had that dream in nearly a decade 

i only had ever had it once befor and it was the most horrifying thing evan for a vampire

i sat back and tried to remember the images bluring in my head

i was running ..

runnning from him from a man that man who ever he was

he said they knew my secret they could feel it in there blood 

he yelled it as i ran 

they were pretty pissed off who ever it was and the wanted to kill me for it

it was a long plane ride to alaska

and i started to feel as if the tiny blue seat was closeing in on me

i hated sitting still and doing notheing for a long period of time 

i was bored but i dident dare go back to sleep 

not after that dream

when i got off the plane i went stright to the bag check 

and waited till i saw my luggage 

watching all the colors shapes and sizes of suit cases and travle bags spin around on the table

i waited for more then 10 minutes untill i saw it 

and there it was marie romanova

i noticed that my luggiage was probably the most expensive there

i payed over 3 thousand dollers for the royal blue designer suit case

that  matched my jaket perfectly

wich i checked for my papers and  id

i looked at the picture on my id card my hair was longer then 

wich complamented my green eyes better than the short layed cut i had now

but it would grow in time i suppose 

i walked to the center of the airport

takeing it in as i went

it was a lot bigger than the airport i had just came from 

the big domed roof was high there were tall windows on both sides of the room

and lots and lots of people 

every shape every color some were familys some were students and tourists some were lovers and bussness men . they were saying good byes and hellos you tell just how many emotions were going through this one room i always found airports fassanateing espesicaly how so many diffrent people could feel so many diffrent things in one room 

 

i got in a cab outside of the airport 

when i got in i smelled a mix of cumon and middle eastern cooking

wich dident sit well with my hightend scense of smell 

whare are you going miss asked a middleaged balding pakistany man from the front of the car

vesting alaska i said

ohh that will be a little pricey beautyfull said the man

its fine i replied hopeing he wasent seriusly trying to hit on me

ok he said thats 59.60 pay now and then i drive

i opend up my louie voulton wallet and handed him a hundred doller bill 

keep the change i said

oh are you sure he asked his eyes wide with surprise

yes please its no problem i said

oh thank you so verry much miss your wellcome i said hopeing he wouls stop talking to me soon

the cab ride was indeed a long one like he had said 

and i hoped he would arrive soon becase i was begining to get hungry or thirsty if youd like to call it that

but i knew i needed blood soon and i tried not to prey on humans if i could help it unless they really pissed me off and that only happend a few times i think 

and this man deffently did not look to appatiseing

ok miss we are here said the driver 

ok thank you i said as i got out and opend the trunk takeing out my luggge

as i stepped out into the snow if felt cold and wet through my ugg boots i hated when that happend

as i walked up to my hotel i looked around it was like a winter wonderland 

it reminded me of a snowglobe id had as a child that 

the zar of russia had given me

and i thought i might actualy like it here

its a shame i wont be able to stay more than 4 years

ive lived in 16 states and 12 countrys and so far this has been my faveorite arival yet

i walked into the lobby of the small hotel

placed my bags on the green floor

and walked to the desk

marie romanova asked the women from behind the counter 

yes i replied i little taken aback 

room b4 second door on the left she said

excuse me i suddenly asked 

how did you know my name ?

her blue eyes stared at me a little confused 

a man named victor yougostava said you would be ariveing soon

and its a small town not to many people look like a marie romanova around here

she said takeing in my verry russian apperiance

she stared like i was a movie star then added a little smile filping her highlighted hair

still stareing as i walked away

i was used to people stareing at me like i was famous

being a vampire made you beautyfull wich made you deadly

and if you were beautyfull befor you became one of the undead

then you really were a threat

the more atractive the vampire the quicker the human the prey truts you

i walked down the long hall turning left and going up a flight of stairs

untill i reached the second floor

i opend the door and made another left going down the long hall way untill i saw it

and i wasent surprised to see him sitting on my bed

hello vicktor i said setting my bags down as i walked in

hello dear he said

are - are you verry angry with me for checking you in ?

no thank you for that i said opening ym bags and unpacking

verry well then how do you like the place he asked ?

as much as i hate to say this youve out done your self im verry pleased

i thought a small town would be better this time you can stay here longer and the people dont ask to many questions he said happily

im so glad you like it the house will be ready in a couple days and ...... THE HOUSE !  

i cut him off what do you mean the house i asked in disbelief furiusly

well yes theres not to many apartments here no lofts or anything

just studios notheing worthy of your pressence he said cautiously

but the house is quite lovely he added 

and just small enough

vicktor i said 

if that house is anything like the last house you baught im going to 

kill you !

he mutterd something about open threats and a impossable 3 yearold

vicktor has taken care of me since i was 3 he was hired by my farther

when my mother could no longer care for me due to her illness

he was the closest thing i had to family

and all tho at times i wish he dident act ike this was the 1700s he loved me and loved to spoil me

evan if i wasent pleased about it 

i see your wareing the boots i got you for your birthday he said smileing  how do they fit ? they suit you well

i can think of a few words that suit you i said under my breath 

 and i was sure that he could here me  TO BE CONTINUEDDD

© 2009 amelia davidison


Author's Note

amelia davidison
Tell me what you think!
i dident have time to proof reaad and spelling is really bad i was in a rush so bare with me

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amelia davidison
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Im 18 im a writer from the nyc area im curently working on a YA novle and a few songs and short stories more..

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