Vampire

It was late at night and all that Thomas could do was think of
Mireille's long, midnight black hair cascading over his as they began
a passionate kiss preluding to a night of love. But tonight she would
not come. She would never again visit his bed as a human, for that
night she was being taken to a darker side of life.

Mireille was slipping silently down an alley after she had
snuck from her parents house. She was clad in a black, velvet cloak
and a wine red dress. It was no later then perhaps midnight, when
suddenly a figure descended behind her, if she had not been in such a
rush she would have heard this evil stalker, but her lover was of
more importance. Even at the tender age of 18 she was beautiful,
she had an dark tanned skin and blue eyes that had been her fathers.
She made a quick look behind her, and that one glance made the man
behind her decide not to kill her but to let her live forever in eternal
beauty. And so before she could let out a scream her neck had been
punctured and she put under an evil spell, a spell that would curse
her forever.

Later that night after the incident she went to the comfort of
her lovers arms, he knew what she was, he had dealt with vampires
before, and now his 22 years of life would help him through this
ordeal. An unusually handsome man indeed, he was still kind to his
little mistress and he decided to help her until the day he would join
her. He would never tell his plans to her until the time was right
and the wounds of that night no longer fresh.

The two had come together before. They had been lovers for
many years before the dreadful night two years ago when she became
a child of the night. They had continued their escapades afterwards.
but now was the point where she must either leave him for all
eternity or make him like herself...a vampire. He had come to her
willingly, and yet she did not want to make him suffer the way she
had. All the pain and the torture, the death and destruction, and now
she was being asked to make another one like she. He had begged her
to take him and finally she had agreed. They had come together this
night to seal their fate together forever.

She cradled him in her arms as she took his life to hers.
Though he loved life, he loved her more and knew they would forever
be together as his blood trickled down his shirt. He felt his life
slipping as she clung to him, she clung because she knew what he
was to become, and how her heart longed for him, and yet she
couldn't claim him. She was torn in two as, his almost unconscious
body lay in her arms, with her lips upon his neck. Should she let him
live his own life, even without her, and not have him be in such a
tortured state as she was in now? Or should she bring him to her, as
she would love to do, for him to be part of her, and have love not be
their only bond? She weakly took herself away from his neck, for all
her strength was gone. She loved him so, but now it was too late to
let him live. She must either let him die or take him now. Then
again his life began to slip as she sucked the last bit of life from
him, and with his last living breath he whispered, so that only the
night can hear, "I love you.".

He now belonged to her, his life was as hers, and he was at her
call. She who was the night had a love, a slave, a life. All was hers,
and yet she was lost and alone. Alone, and lifeless...forever. She
felt regret as she knew what she had condemned her only love to. The
one she loved more than life and death itself. She began to weep like
no creature had wept before, and all for this simple man of her
heart.

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