A tale from where I have never ventured... Part 1!!!

We'd been hunting this one for months. And she'd caused us so much pain, so much fury, and so much confusion. No, I scolded myself. I will not think of this creature as a 'she'. It doesn't deserve it. Even as I thought those words, they made me flinch. Beside me, Jared was moving with amazing grace, his eyes narrowed and his jaw taut. He wasn't going to talk about it, he wasn't going to even mention it in the slightest way. He'd been there for me through the beginning, middle, and now the end. Till this hunt, anyway. I thought that maybe, once this hunt was over, he'd talk to me again. He hadn't talked to me since I'd explained my situation. He'd yelled at me for twenty minutes straight, demanding how I could have done this to the team and what the hell I was thinking. "Marc, you could have endangered this whole mission! What the hell, man?! What's your problem?! Damn, you can be so idiotic and not think about anything! And maybe if you thought once, we wouldn't be in this problem! Damn it, Marc!" he had ranted furiously, flinging his hunting knives at the base of the giant tree. I snapped out of my reverie as we came to a halt, pausing to make sure we were on track. Jared paused, bending down to check for signs of our target's visit. His usual smirk that signaled that we were on track almost came to his lips, but remembering my presence, he kept his angry frown on his face. He nodded forward, and we both took off. As we were running, another pair joined us, veering off from the side of the woods to run by our sides. Mari, my twin sister, and her best friend and my ex girlfriend, Trixi. Mari glanced at me, flashing one of her bright, excited smiles. I smiled back, hoping that it wasn't a grimace. Trixi stared forward, her dark black-brown eyes furious. She had found out along with Jared, and she was equally pissed, refusing to speak with me. I think it was more jealousy. I sighed inwardly and kept running. We could tell when we'd arrived when the cougar-like hissing began. We entered a clearing, and then I saw her--it--moonlight shining down on it perfectly, illuminating it while it was bent over the dead elk. It was protecting its kill, making sure it got every last bit. Of course, that's what vampires were. They were selfish, bloodthirsty beasts who cared only about killing. A pang of hurt jarred my heart. I knew that wasn't true. I knew it wasn't, somewhere in the back of my mind, that she really did care for me. As she stood, her silvery-black hair shimmered in the moonlight, cascading down her back in ripples of black water. My heart constricted as the cougar-like hiss escaped her throat again, warning us off. She was surrounded. 

First...ever...SHORT STORY!

Yay this is the first mini-story EVER to be posted on THIS BLOG!!! OMG OMG OMG!!!


Darkness. I was surrounded by total and utter darkness. Suspended, more like. Just hovering in midair, with nothing for miles to see---but then, that was the problem. It was so totally pitch black that nobody could see anything----nobody. A thought occurred to me suddenly. What if there wasn't anything to see? Obviously, I could tell if I was standing on something, and there wasn't. I was just simply hovering comfortably. I sighed contentedly. And how comfortable it really was. If it was possible, I might have just been inside a huge, pitch-black cloud. Suddenly, an annoying sensation tugged at the corners of my mind. My soft smile was replaced with an irritated frown. I tried to ignore it, but it seemed as if a whispering had begun in my head. Oh, great. Now Henry was going to have another reason to tease me. The voices reacted to my thoughts, it seemed, because they got quicker and more excited sounding. It was still wispy, wind chime whispers, to soft and airy to understand. Irritated, I let the blackness take over a bit more, relaxing into it, letting the weightlessness carry my mind away from the voices. The annoying whispers became more urgent, louder. They formed into a word, just one single word: Henry. Henry, Henry, Henry. I squeezed my eyes shut and gritted my teeth in anger. Yes, Henry! So what? What did Henry have to do with this? What did Henry have to do with anything?! The voices seized the chance when my peaceful walls fell, all of them surging into my head, no longer willowy whispers, now transformed into wind chime screams, demanding something all at the same time. I writhed in pain; I begged the blackness to take me back, to numb this pain. "Fight it! You have to fight it!" the voices cried as I began to sink back into the numbing contentment. Fight what? What was there to fight? Nothing, that's what. "Remember, damn you! Remember!" the voices hissed angrily. I was beginning to get frustrated with these voices echoing in my head. Couldn't they just give up? To just let me rest in peace? I already had fought. I'd fought with everything in my power! Didn't they know that?! Because they seemed to know about everything else! The voices started dying away, and they knew it, so they started speaking frantically. A bright light appeared far off. I felt like I was moving, slowly downward. My tall combat boots landed softly on something; it felt like tile. I wobbled, my legs stiff like I hadn't used them in forever. I wobbled; the blackness kept me up. I peered at the bright light, still far off. I managed to take a step, hesitantly, towards the light. Then another. The willowy whispers were still frantic, calling me away, towards the pitch-black darkness. I snorted, and turned for the brightness. I walked normally now, sauntering down the black-tiled floor, until I reached the brightness. I stared at it in confusion. A door? It was a huge wooden door, glowing a bright white, with odd runes covering it. It was just this random door in the middle of this vast space. I felt an odd tugging to open it, so I reached for the handle. The voices tried desperately to talk to me. I ignored them as my hand rested on the wooden handle. I gripped it. A sound like rain sprinkling on chimes reached my mind, and I stopped. The voices were crying, begging me to turn around and come towards them. I flinched. The crying sound cut deep into my heart, making me gasp with emotional pain. I shook my head slowly. I had to go through this door. It was how it was supposed to be; I could feel it. I pulled the door open, a brilliantly pure white pouring through the opening, illuminating the path I'd just walked. I took a step towards the door frame. A single sobbing voice came to me, sounding familiar... "Please! Please, just come back to us, just listen, please, oh please...!" I flinched away, and took another step. I lifted my foot that would put me half in, and placed it down. I was about to go all the way through when a beautifully familiar voice that I knew all too well reached my mind---Henry. Oh, Henry. "Don't do this!" his voice choked. "Please don't leave me!" I choked back tears, turning around to look. There was still nothing. And that light pulling towards the door was still there. I     lifted my other foot, and placed it on the other side of the door--- I was all the way in. I began walking away slowly. Henry's broken voice rang through my head. "No!" I turned halfway, to see out the other side of the door. The blackness was clearing, but the door was closing. I saw Henry, bent over me in a torn brokenness that ripped at my heart, sobs tearing from his chest, as he howled my name. "Aria! No, Aria!" Crying echoed through my mind---no, my ears---as the door still closed slowly. "Henry!" I choked out, turning back. I started running towards the door, one hand outstretched. The door slammed closed as I reached it; I slammed into it, trying to open the handleless door. I could hear the voices of my family, my friends, and Henry slowly disappearing along with their cries of internal torment as I was pulled away to the door and into the afterlife. 


Yeah, so a pretty cool story, I think, for just randomly deciding to sit at the computer and FINALLY BLOGGING SOME FORM OF WRITING. Hallelujia! Or however you spell it... I would have paragraphed if it wasn't for the fact that it would have appeared HUGE!! Hope you enjoyed! Please comment!!!!


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