...Anastasia...
The moment that he opened the door, I questioned if I did not perhaps make a mistake in coming here. But when he welcomed me with open arms, I forgot who we really are, a Vampire and a Vampire Hunter. And I overlooked that small part where he is in love with me. The point is, I needed a friend, and he is the only friend that I have left.
And as he sees the mascara that is smudged between all the tears, there is anger that starts to boil in his eyes. I know exactly what he is thinking; he knows who has caused these tears, and there is no way he is going to overlook the pain that I am feeling. And there shall be no way that he will just let it go without saying a word. So he wastes no time in asking the question.
"What did he do now?"
"I am afraid there is a downside being with a man as old as he."
"I am glad that you can refer to him as a man."
"Just as I shall be glad you refer to me as a woman."
It is with absolute haste that we find ourselves speeding towards Zachariah's pub; yes, I am not allowed to set my foot there, but if my beloved Anastasia is there, then there shall be no way that you will keep me from it. So with every passing mile, the anxiety grows toa suffocating point in my heart. One thing that Edward and Lilith still do not know is that I still possess my soul; if I should break down and cry now, then they shall know it for certain.So after an agonizing twenty minutes, we stop in front of the Vampire Hunter's pub. Then as we set our foot through the door, I can immediately smell my beloved's presence. But as I step a few steps further, I am blocked by the Vampire Hunter himself."I thought I made it clear to you, Sebastian, that you are not welcome here.""If Anastasia is here, then it is here that I shall be.""Did she not make it clear to you that she does not want to see you?"I watch as he tries to cover his words with
It is another cold and rainy day; the sun tickled over the horizon but only an hour ago. But you shall not see the sun today; it shall be another day of gloom. Though gloom is not what exists between these four walls, for in my arms is a rather exhausted Anastasia. We have indeed been busy the whole night through; now, I am not a man to complain, but some of my body parts are starting to feel the strain.One thing that truly amazes me is how she can close her eyes and drift her body to another realm. And this has me staring at her this very moment; she looks like an exquisite angel as she lies here covered in satin. The love I feel for her seems to grow day by day, and that is what forces me to get up from here to go and make sure that our love remains untouched and pure.Much against my better judgment, I have decided against informing her of Amelia. There is a chance that she shall find out, but not if I can draw Amelia out first. So as long as Anastasia stays here,
"Anastasia!"Edward echoes her name through the hallways as her grip around my throat only but increases in strength. My muffled moans are barely audible as I choke on the very last breath that still fills my lungs. My fingers curl over her claws as I try to pull them loose one by one. I am a good few inches off the floor and rising higher by the second. She will not let go; today, I am going to die."Anastasia, no!"Edward is watching in horror as Anastasia is squeezing the life out of me. He feels helpless, and I hopeless; there is just no comparison for her strength."Anastasia, let go of him!"Her neck snaps to the left as she glares at Edward with the utmost evil in her eye. Anastasia has gone dark. A very unfortunate term in the Vampire world that does not mean night, but in fact, there is a great evil that consumes her."Anastasia, I said, let go of him!"His voice rumbles against the windows, making them shake in their very fr
I fear that I have lost Anastasia, not to death but to an evil that possesses her. But I have to face this evil, and I fear to think that I shall have to take her life.So I rip off what is left of my shredded shirt and toss it over to Lilith to wrap around the wound around her neck.Edward rises to his feet and stands behind me. This is what I have always admired about him; he shall fight for me until he shall not be able to stand.And as I look over to Lilith, much to my surprise, she stands to her feet and takes her place next to Edward.I look at them both with pure sadness on my face."Please try to take her alive."But as I say those words, I know that she is far more powerful than probably all of us in this room.We watch as she stands in the center of the room with her claws hanging loosely at her side. Blood is dripping from her fangs, her breathing is erratic, and the most grotesque sounds are coming from deep within her che
I have fallen into an abyss; my immortal life feels like it has come to an end. And as I look at Breyden, my eyes are pleading for him to check again. But I am afraid that every word he says is sadly the truth."Sebastian, she does not possess her soul anymore. It seems the evil that consumes her has taken the last bit of humanity away from her.""So there is nothing that you can do for her?""I do not want to take the risk; the last thing I want to do is kill Anastasia."And with that, a deep sadness overpowers me. She has only improved a fraction from the blood I gave her. At this rate, if I let her continue to feed from me, she shall rip my body to shreds. I am lost at a solution; I am her Maker, my blood is supposed to heal her, and I am ever more concerned that I feel my bond with her is slowly breaking."What are you going to, my friend?""Breyden, my only other option is to perish with her.""Don't be foolish; if you continue t
...Anastasia...As a human, I have never been good with making decisions; if I thought immortality would make it any different, then I am sadly mistaken. Of course, being made to chose between the man you love and your best friend should be easy. But if you are furious at the man you wanted to spend your life with, then it poses somewhat of a problem.If Sebastian is wondering if I can remember, I can remember every single moment. I watched him naked with another woman in our bed. Yes, she was a shapeshifter, but Sebastian should know the touch of my skin, the sweetness of my lips, and the scent of my body. Is he so blinded by feeling passion and ecstasy that he will fail even to notice the smallest of things?But that is not all that I can remember; the rage overtook me so rapidly that I was completely blinded by it. It started off as a trickle of a tingle inside my chest. The more I saw his lips move, the more that trickle grew. It became a rumble, then a terr
There is a suffocating grip that has overtaken my body as we step back into Anastasia's room. Never have I been so scared as I am at present. The air is thick and heavy; a dark mood has settled into each corner of every wall. I can genuinely say that I have never in all my years experienced such a thing. I use to be the one that rejected my lovers; never did I think the tables would turn.As I look at the Vampire Hunter next to me, he seems somewhat overconfident that he shall be the man with whom Anastasia will leave today. Arrogance makes you a fool, and fools never win. So if I were him, then I would wipe that smirk off his stupid face.But as for Anastasia, it is hard to read her face, and I am not able to read her mind either. Had she found the ability to shut me out? Or is the beast still somehow present deep inside? Can this man next to me not see that he is not able to help and protect her from these things. He is a killer; he will not be able to accept Anastas
...Zachariah The Vampire Hunter...Becoming a Vampire Hunter was not a life I chose; it is one of those things that you just shut up and accept. But what I did not expect was becoming one so soon myself. The story goes like this. My dear late father went on a hunt out of town; he was tracking a rogue Vampire that is acting very similar to what this one is doing. The Vampire created havoc as far as he went, leaving a string of deaths that were becoming hard to explain to law enforcement.So the stubborn man he was, did not ask for the help as he was supposed to have done. He set off into a nearby city hunting this monster, but the Vampire was always one step ahead. Now, this frustrated him to a point where he became obsessed. He stayed away for days on end; he only returned to check on me but never stayed longer than two days at a time. Then the Vampire made his way into London. The need to catch him became the only thing that drove his body through a day.He was