DEATH IS ONLY THE BEGINING [part 1]
PREFACE
a world in which i dont exist or were people like me dont exist would be a safer world.
a place free of the worlds most dangerous preditor
. but when a world is without me that worlds becomes full of monsters, muggins, crimes and deaths.
MY DEATH BECAME MY BIRTH
i lived in london 1872. when life was simple. i was alice rose brown a popular 16 year old.
i had middle class parents who loved me. they had chosen a upper class man called jonathan.
when i met him i noticed he was only 18 and very very handsome. i was to be married within the year.
memories do fade over time but not mine. i keep mine in mind all the time when i am alone and thinking or when i
am on the roof top looking for someone to help or something to do. i keep it in mind when i want to kill myself or when
i want to run away and hide from humanity.them memorie i use is my death and i remember it like it was made yesterday.
i remeber walking home from my friend marie's house after disscussing what i would have my dress made out of. lace or silk?.
i was trying to deside a design for me one that was flashy and something that would suite me. i knew it was getting dark so i took a short
cut down a back street. the lamps was not lit yet. i heard screaming and then gurggling cries as i entered the mouth of the back alley.
there was a white figure holding the whimpering woman his lips at her throat. i thought he was kissing her neck whilst he was cradeling
her in his arms until i saw the teeth that was sunk into her jugular and i heard a greedy sucking sound.
he spoke when he saw me. his mouth slightly covered in blood
''you can have her im finished'' he shoved the dead body into the corner .
i suddenly knew what he was i whispered ''vampire'' just as a second white figure flew down from the roof tops. she looked no older than 18.
her eyes were a burgundy colour and were locked on my bare throat.
''why do i get the small ones?'' her windchime voice soo sweet and child like.
''because your small so you feed less and she is a witness to my little midnight feast'' he chuckled. ''feed on her or not at all'' he growled
i moved backwards slowly hoping they wouldnt notice but they did.
the girl smiled and spoke ''dont worry my dear it will only hurt for a minute. i turned to run but she was there her cold hands
like iron bars graspmy shoulder. she pulled on my hair pulling it down so my head was tilted. i felt it as her lips brushed my neck like she was
kissing my neck and then her teeth sunk into my jugular vein. i screamed in pain as she drank my blood.
seconds passed and i heard a familier voice. ''you have killed enough people tonight let her go'' it was charles.
i felt myself being pushed into the wall but my vision was blurry as i tried to see were they were.
''charles its been so long you look good'' the man talked as if it was a friends reunion.
