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Post by Mikayla (back <3) on Aug 18, 2005 6:52:29 GMT
This is the beginning, prologue if you will, to a book I hope to begin writing shortly which I have chosen to title "Vampire's Prize." As soon as I have completed the first chapter, I promise to post it here, though it may take some time as the school year is about to start. Anyways, here is the prologue to Vampire's prize, something to chew on before I start bringing out bits of the novel itself. I am unique, something you wont find on any end of the world, I am special, something to be treasured beyond all, I am a threat, to those who with power rule, I am a hindrance to those who wish harm, I am a prize to those who seek to capture me, I am a prize to those who seek to control me, I am a prize to those who seek my aid, I am a prize.
I am the daughter of evil incarnate, I am the daughter of good incarnate, I am the one to destroy, I am the one to rebuild, I am a prize to those who seek to capture me, I am a prize to those who seek to control me, I am a prize to those who seek my aid, I am a prize.
I am the one sought by Gods themselves, I am the one sought by Demons from hell, I am the one evil fears, I am the one good detests, I am a prize to those who seek to capture me, I am a prize to those who seek to control me, I am a prize to those who seek my aid, I am a Vampire's Prize.
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Post by Mikayla (back <3) on Sept 2, 2005 23:26:54 GMT
Rough hands gently tugged through my hair, making me sigh. I looked down-my hands were so small, delicate, the hands of a child. A voice like honey dripped into my ears as those strong, callused hands braided my hair. “Arianna, love, if you would only tame your hair, possibly brush it in the morning,” the voice was deep, masculine, a voice that would later, and now, made my legs turn to jelly. My voice sounded dreamy even to myself as I moved back against him. It had been an innocent move then, now it was purely to get closer to him. To...not lose him. “Aemilius, I’m sorry, but you know that Momma has me take all the ponies for a run every morning. I swear to you that I do brush my hair.” He chuckled as if he knew I wanted, needed his acceptance of me. Oh how I craved that dear acceptance, how it would change my life. The future...how horribly things got after...after...
I opened my eyes and looked about my room, the room I’d grown to accept over the years. It was lit well with everlasting candles along the walls, so many that the light was pure enough not to flicker in my sleep-sensitive eyes. The thought of future times had jolted me from my dream. I wish I had stayed asleep. The thought of Aemilius made my chest ache and tears run like fire down my cheeks. It had been what, five, maybe six hundred years that he had been haunting my dreams? Five, six hundred years that I had last seen him in the flesh? It was too long. It wasn’t long enough. Truth was, I missed him. I missed the way we always got into trouble together. I missed the way he braided my hair every night. I missed the way my mother took out the braids the second I got home, muttering under her breath of that “corrupting child.” If she had thought so, then she shouldn’t have introduced us...should have stopped us. It would have saved me a broken heart and so many tears. And yet now, staring at the white ceiling and letting my eyes caress their way down the posters of his face, I know it had been for the best. I just wish that the best hadn’t turned out that way.
My daydream of Aemilius ended possibly thirty minutes after my having woken, the sound of pounding on my door faintly hitting my ears. “ARIANNA!” I knew that voice well too, the voice I always knew meant I was home. The voice of one of my oldest brothers. Good old Lucifer. When would he learn... Then again, when would I learn that he would never learn? Guess we were just fated to be this way.
“GO AWAY!” My scream was louder than his and I suddenly realized my mistake, a string of curses issuing from my lips. I heard soft, firm steps echo through the hallway, swiftly moving under the wooden door to whisper to me. One brother was already bad enough...
“Lucifer,” the voice was soft croon, soothing the most wary of souls. “Is dear Arianna being a trouble again?” I could feel Lucifer’s grin.
“She is, brother, she is. I suggest we enter. It could be because she is hurt and does not wish us to know.” I growled under my breath. Hurt! He just wanted an excuse to... My eyes widened as I stared at the pictures of Aemilius on my wall. They’d been looking for an excuse to enter! Oh sweet, dear, merciful skies, help me. The door opened, and it served me right for having fallen into their trap. Lucifer strode into the room, followed closely by Aaron. If one thing could be said of our father, it was that he had named us well, two names with the beginning letter for power, A. The other was, of course, named after father himself, and although not as high, L was also a letter of great power. I stared at my brothers, Lucifer grinning as he looked at each individual picture of my love. Aaron, smart as he was, waited until my attention-and my anger-were on Lucifer before looking at the pictures for himself.
My brothers were gorgeous. Yes, I was their sister, but after thousands of years with them I was allowed to admit some things. At any rate, I knew that there was only one reason the “Hellsair twins” were beautiful, and that was our father. They both had the same black hair as father, before it had turned white. Both shared his heart-stopping blue eyes with distinct inner circles of red. And both toned their bodies until it would be ridiculous not to stare at them. Not that I had that problem. All the staring I did was pure, unadulterated glaring.
“Arianna, you grow more lovely as the days grow long ,” Aaron told me.
“I must say, Aaron, you sure do talk as pretty as you both look,” I answered, staring him down.
He smiled at me, and I knew I was in trouble. “Oh, but, sister, you are the most beautiful of us all. Raven black hair, darker than ours, and blue eyes with just a hint of gold.” He looked pointedly at the photographs on the wall. “The suitors must just line up when you visit your,” he paused, “other home.”
I opened my mouth to speak, argue, something, but Lucifer beat me to it. “Brother, look at this,” he said, waving his hand at the picture just in front of him. “Eyes the color of forest trees, hair the color of rich honey...Might it be...?”
“Aemilius,” Aaron answered, his smile turning predatory. He had found the weakness in his prey, and knew the fight was over. “Not for all the suitors in the world would any girl give him up willingly is my bet.” Here it came. I felt it on its way, and knew no way to stop it. “In fact, I’d bet he’d have to had told her to leave.” Tears were swimming in my eyes again, I could feel it, but I held them back. I would not cry, not because of something my brothers said out of idiocy.
“Yes, well everyone has their reasons,” I snapped, my voice both hollow and harsh at the same time. The twins’ eyes widened, finally sensing they had overstepped their bounds. Aaron stepped forward as if to lay a hand on my arm and I slid from between the sheets, clothed in blue silk pajamas. “Until breakfast,” I murmured and walked away before Lucifer could enunciate whatever had opened his mouth at that time.
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Post by Tianna on Sept 4, 2005 5:21:06 GMT
Well Mikayla, I believe this is a great start to a story with much potential. The way you have done it in first person makes it very interesting. I like it a lot, and I'm sure myself and others would love to keep reading it, if you would do us the honour of posting the following chapters as they come.
Regards, Tianna V.
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Post by Mikayla (back <3) on Sept 6, 2005 5:34:25 GMT
Thank you very much ^.^
I'll definately post things as they come along, its just with school starting, I'm having some issues...
by the way, as a side-note, I edited away many of the mistakes in my last post, but I have learned the value of waiting a day before posting. Hope the mistakes weren't too much of a bother >.<
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