A Strange Happening

A Chapter by KittyVenus

A long time ago, there was a village called Schlafzimmer, this small unknown village was in Germany, in this village there was an extremely pale boy with dark green eyes and a beautiful secret smile, he only showed this to one person. His short hair stuck up in all directions, as if he had never brushed it. Incidentally he was a vampire, this would explain the paleness of his skin. This vampire was Damien Cross, a short green eyed boy with the stereotypical black hair of a normal vampire. Though, this vampire was not normal at all, he was gay. However Damien was extraordinarily attached to a human boy. Aiden Garr was a cute brown eyed, mixed race boy and he did not know that Damien was a vampire at all, on the contrary he thought that Damien was only close to him, not the darkness that concealed his vampirism. Some types of people in Damien's village were either brutally murdered or executed is some horrible way, though some people may think brutal murder and execution are the same thing, they are not. Execution is as brutal as murder but it is for different reasons, execution is for crime committers. Murder is something that is not nice in any way, some people murder just for the sake of it. Homosexuals, bisexuals and blacks had to be executed by the village law. These types of people are no different to anybody else, people only think they are. While Damien and Aiden were on the run from the various murderers and executers, they hid in a small shack with only one window, no lights, a big heavy metal door, and many holes in the ceiling that let the pounding rain drop through. This is the story of how Damien and Aiden were caught:

On a depressing drizzly Wednesday, the two boys, Damien and Aiden were hiding. Aiden was frightened by the thunder and lightning that flashed through the dark, cloudy sky, as he cuddled up to Damien for support, a strong gush of wind blew the heavy metal door open. Aiden, the weaker, non vampire one of the two screamed.

"Don't worry, it's going to be all right. Just stay calm..." Damien repeated these words several times until they became worthless mumbles. When Aiden wouldn't be composed, Damien resisted the temptation of striking this human at the throat and Changing him there and then. Damien saw what had been scaring the other boy. There was a man at the door. This was unexpected. The two boys never had visitors, not even their relatives.

"Hello? Who are you? Why are you here?" Damien summoned up every single last crumb of his courage to speak to this man.

"I am the man who will-" The man gasped in pain as the knife hit him in the back. Damien's eyes shined with fear as the need to bite washed over him, he couldn't let Aiden see his secret, the secret he kept this time was beyond hiding the cookies, this was a secret further than life and death, it was a matter of Heaven and Hell. Damien rushed to suck the fresh scarlet blood dripping sluggishly from the mans body held up by the murderer.

"Ah, so now we have a little couple to break up... Get 'em boys!" The assassin was a woman, Damien and Aiden couldn't dream of such a thing. Neither could the dead man held up by the woman's clawed glove. This woman had long shining black hair, it sloped down her back and to her waist, swishing as she turned to face the dark ninja like warriors dressed in black. her long dress, ripped and tattered, showed her slender body like no other. The two boys noticed cuts and slashes across her wrist, arms, neck and face, she was beautiful, yet miss treated. Damien and Aiden were tied to a wooden post used for burning witches, but Damien and Aiden were not witches at all. only the same as everyone else, the woman didn't see it. Oil was washed over the hopeless couple, a match was lit and thrown over the two young boys. But suddenly, Damien had a plan, it flashed through his mind. with deadly swiftness and precision, the young vampire kissed the other boy.

"Aiden, I will always love you... Please forgive me." Damien swooped down to bite the love of his life. Aiden felt the Change happening, he wasn't scared anymore, the flames licked his body but didn't hurt him, his eye sight became adjusted to the darkness that enclosed his soul.

"Damien, I love you, there is nothing to forgive."

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Lisa Murphy

Kitty,
Your story shows great promise. I am amazed at your way with dialog. Please keep on writing! And remember that the stories inside you are always going to be growing and changing--go with it. Don't feel like your poetry has to rhyme--just break it down to the least amount of words with the most amount of feeling. A painter once told me his best paintings were the ones where he accomplished the most with the fewest brushstrokes. Same applies to poetry! Awesome.

Lisa Murphy