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fall in bed too easily
With the beautiful girls who are shyly brave
And you sell yourself as a man to save

But all the money in the world is not enough



I bet you've long since passed understanding
What it takes to be satisfied



You're like a vine that keeps climbing higher
But all the money in the world is not enough


And I kept standing six-feet-one
Instead of five-feet-three
And I loved my life
And I loved you



Published On: 12/9/2007
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I can feel your hands

Inside of my own,

But when I open my hands

You’re not there.

I can feel you breathing

On the back of my neck,

But when I turn my head

You’re not there.

I can feel your lips

Softly pressed against mine,

But when I open my eyes

You’re not there.

You’ve been gone

For so long,

I miss you

So much.

In my mind you’re a blur

Your face starts to fade.

I want you back

Can’t take it anymore.

My heart is buried

Alongside of you.

Lost in the dirt

Six feet under.

My hearts in your grave

Keeping your cold body warm.

I want to move on

But I loved you.

I wanted to spend

The rest of my life

With you

Because I loved you.

Now you’re gone

Far from me.

Far from anyone

But still in my heart.



Published On: 11/19/2007
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You might be a redneck if…

 

*You've ever vacationed in a rest area.

*Your belt buckle is bigger than your head.

*You think paprika is a third-world country.

*You refer to the fifth grade as "my senior year".

*Your checks feature pictures of dogs fighting.

*Your muffler is held on by a coat hanger.

*Going to the bathroom in the middle of the night requires shoes and a flashlight.

*Bikers back down from your mama

*Your bicycle has a gun rack.

*After removing the empty beer cans from your car you find you get fifteen more miles to the gallon.

*Directions to your house include "turn off the paved road"

*You wet the bed and four other people immediately know it.

*You actually know what kind of leaves make the best substitute for toilet paper.

*Your father encourages you to quit school because Larry has an opening at the oil shop.

*The neighbors have ever asked to borrow the light bulb.

*Your wife keeps a can of Vienna sausage in her purse.

*Your wife can climb a tree faster than your cat.

*You hold a frog and it worries about getting warts.

*You have to take the entire day off to get your teeth cleaned.

*You offer to give somebody the shirt off your back and they don't want it.

*You ever listed fuzzy dice on an insurance claim.

*Your trolling motor used to be a fan in a barber shop.

*You list tick removal as a skill on your resume.

*You use an ironing board as a knick-knack shelf.

*You think the Battle of the Bulge is an argument between your wife and your mother.

*You've ever driven around looking for your porch roof after a bad storm.

*Your nicest towels say, "Motel 6".  

*The photo on your driver's license includes your dog.

*You've been too drunk to fish.

*You've had to remove a toothpick for wedding pictures.

*You ever used a weed-eater indoors.

*You have a rag for a gas cap (on a car that does run).

*You go to the family reunion to pick up on women.

*You have to go outside to get something out of the 'fridge.

*Your idea of a 7 course meal is a bucket of KFC and a six-pack.

*Someone asks to see your ID and you show them your belt buckle.

*You have lost at least one tooth opening a beer bottle.

*Jack Daniel's makes your list of "most admired people".

*You won't stop at a rest area if you have an empty beer bottle in the car.

*Your wife has a beer belly and you find it attractive.

*You consider a three piece suit to be: a pair of overalls, a plaid flannel shirt and thermal underwear.

*When you leave your house, you are followed by federal agents of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms, and the only thing you worry about is if you can lose them or not.

*You have a house that is mobile and 13 cars that aren’t

*Your gene pool doesn't have a "deep end."

*Your huntin' dog cost more than the truck you drive him around in.

*You think that safe sex is a padded headboard on the water-bed.

*It's Easier to spray weed killer on your lawn than mow it.

*You think that John Deere Green, Ford Blue, and Primer Gray are the three primary colors.

*Your idea of talking during sex is "Ain't no cars coming, baby!"

*Taking your wife on a cruise means circling the Dairy Queen.

*You think the last words to The Star Spangled Banner are "Gentlemen, start your engines."

*You think God looks a lot like Hank Williams, Jr., and heaven looks a lot like Daytona Beach, Florida.

*You believe dual air bags refer to your wife and mother-in-law.

*Your father executes the "pull my finger" trick during Christmas dinner.

*You were acquitted for murdering your first wife after she threw out your Elvis 45's.

*You've got more than one brother named 'Darryl'.

*The people on Jerry Springer's show remind you of your neighbors.

*You've been married three times and still have the same in-laws.

*You lit a match in the bathroom and your house exploded right off it's wheels.

*You carried a fishing pole into Sea World.

*Your sister is the third generation of women in your family to conceive a baby as a result of an alien abduction.

*You think subdivision is part of a math problem.

*You think there's nothing wrong with incest as long as you keep it in the family.

*You can get dog hair from out of your belly button.

*You can't get married to your sweetheart ‘cause there is a law against it.

*The beer can collection in the town museum is the big tourist attraction.

*You can change the oil in your truck without ducking your head.

*You think "loading the dishwasher" means getting your wife drunk.

*You take a load to the dump and bring back more than you took.

*You believe that beef jerky and beer are two of the major food groups.

*You let your thirteen-year-old daughter smoke at the dinner table in front of her kids.

*You keep empty beer cans in your fridge for your friends that don't drink.

*You think a woman who is "out of your league" bowls on a different night.

*You think taking a bubble bath starts with eating alot of beans for dinner.



Published On: 11/14/2007
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....FOR FREEDOM!!!

 

 “In a time of deceit telling the truth is a revolutionary act. –George Orwell

 

The year is 1913, Woodrow Wilson is president, and powerful banking interests, who have been trying for year, finally achieved their long term goal, of silently taking control of the American government.

     The first thing the did to accomplish their take over was convince secretary of state, Flan Denox, to lie to the American people, and tell them that the 16th amendment [Income Tax Amendment] had been legally ratified by the states when it was not. The bankers knew that this tax would ultimately end up in their pockets.

     Because of this fraud the American people were led to believe there was a tax on their labor. Congress and the President ARE completely aware of this fraud and it was cited in a recent court case:

 

“If you… examined [the 16th amendment] carefully, you would find that a sufficient number of states ratified that amendment.” -U.S. District Court Judge, James C. Fox, 2003

 

That very same year [1913] the bankers committed their second, and by far most diabolical fraud ever perpetrated on the American people, by bribing senators to pass the Federal Reserve Act, without the required Constitutional amendment. They did this during Christmas vacation, when many senators where home celebrating Christmas with their families.

     And that is how the unconstitutional Federal Reserve Act came into being. They were very clever, and understood that who ever issued the money for America controlled the government.

 

“Give me control of a nations money supply, and I care not who makes its laws.” -Mayer Rothschild, Private Banker

 

President Wilson, who signed the Federal Reserve Act later said in regret:

“I’m a most unhappy man; I have unwittingly ruined my country a great industrial nation is now controlled by a system of credit. We are no longer a government by free opinion, no longer a government by conviction and the vote of the majority, but a government by the opinions and duress of a small group of dominant men.” -Woodrow Wilson, 1919

 

How did America transform from being a truly free country with a servant government where our individual rights are protected by our Constitution, to being a country that talked about being free but really wasn’t?

     The change started when the Federal Reserve came into existence, and America adopted one of the major planks of the Communist Manifesto by creating for America this central bank.

     The very same people that back the Federal Reserve System also back the graduated income tax, a second plank from the Communist Manifesto.

     And now our Congress so dominated by the banks, is helping them entrap people even further by passing new Bankruptcy Laws making it more difficult for the people to declare bankruptcy and get a fresh start.

 

“Who controls money controls the world.” -Henry Kissinger, Council of Foreign Relations

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*President Bush has signed executive orders give him sole authority to impose martial law and suspending Habeas Corpus. This gives him dictatorial power over the people without any checks or balances.

 

*The government can jail you for life without charges, without trial, and without a lawyer.

 

*Because of globalization the U.S. must accept other nations’ laws. Under the CAFTA treaty the sale of vitamins and supplements will be illegal.

 

*Executive Order# 10999: Allows the government to take over all modes of transportation.

 

*Executive Order# 11000: Allows the government to mobilize civilians into work brigades under government supervision.

 

* Executive Order# 11921: Provides that the president can declare a state of emergency that is not defined and Congress cannot review the action for six months.

 

*Senate Bill# 1873: Allows the government to vaccinate you with untested vaccines against your will.

 

*The FDA says: Americans do not have a right to know which foods are genetically modified.

 

*Congressman Sensenbrenner’s Bill (HR1528): Requires you to spy on you neighbors including wearing a wire. Refusal would be punishable by a mandatory prison sentence of at least two years.

 

*The government claims the power to seize all financial interments: gold, silver, and everything else if they deem an emergence exists. –treasury department letter, Aug. 12, 2005

 

*There are 190 countries in the world; American has bases in 130 them.

 

The Patriot Act permits:

*Secret FBI and police searches of your home and office.

*Secret government wiretaps on you phone, computer and/or internet activity.

*Secret investigations of your bank record, credit cards and other financial records.

*Secret investigations of your library and book activities.

*Secret examinations of your metical, travel and business records.

*The freezing of funds and assets without prior notice or appeal.

*The creation of secret watch lists that ban those named from air and other travel.

 

“The Constitution is just a goddamn piece of paper.” -George W. Bush, Nov. 2005, Capitol Hill Blue

 

During the 1990’s President Clinton monitored millions of private phone calls placed by U.S. citizens. He did this under a secret program code named: Echelon. The wide spread use of wire tapping Americans during the Clinton administration proves that this practice was not started because of 9/11 but is standard procedure.

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The new legislation for the national ID card is in and takes three to for pages to describe. It will be connected to our driver’s licenses and Social security numbers. A physical ID such as finger prints or retinal print will be on it.

This law known as the Real ID Act takes effect in May 2008. Anyone with out a card will not be permitted to board an air plain, Amtrak train, open a bank account, or enter a federal building.

The bill mandates that all drivers’ licenses contain “common readable technology. A radio frequency identification (RFID) chip will be used.

 

 

“It is time to wake up America. Those ID cards are NOT about defeating terrorism, they are all about controlling the American people.” -Aaron Russo

 

The latest technology for identifying people when they make purchases is the implantable chip that can be directly imbedded into human flesh. Its tiny glass capsule is about the size if a grain if rice. It contains an RFID computer chip with a coiled antenna.

Homeland Security, the Department of Defense, and others have expressed great interest in being able to more closely monitor the American people. And one way to do that would be to determine who buys what and where they take these things.

     Radio frequency can travel through walls, wood, the things we normally rely on to protect our privacy. For example your backpack, your pocket, anything you’re wearing or carrying.

     They were talking about having reader devices in every airport, on every bus, every train, on every port and every dock.

     One of the most worrisome applications of RFID is proposals to put in cash. Meaning that you’d be able to track every bank note, where it has been, who it has been issued to, and create an essence an audit trail that would essentially take away the anonymity of cash, that we enjoy today.

     The ATM machine itself, as the money came through the roller device, would be reading each number. And it would know who you are; of course you identify yourself at banks or ATMs. And the ATM would tag the number, and transfer the possession name from, say Bank of America to Joe Jones.

     Once every thing you do is tied down to a single number, and there is no longer the option to pay with cash, then all it takes to render you a non citizen is to simply turn you chip off. Then you won’t be able to participate in ant function in society, including buy food.  

     Through the implementation of the Federal Reserve System, the American citizen has gone from being a private individual who had real money, and gold in possession that was private, to a citizen who has no privacy because all money is now being digitized. They can deduct however amount of money they want out of your digits when ever they want, and they can trace you when ever they want. You’ll be at there mercy. God forbid we allow this to happen in America

    

“This is outrageous! I mean your talking about the government looking over your shoulder at absolutely everything you do, every purchase you make, every place you go, every company you interact with, would be recorded back to potentially the government.” -Katherine Albrecht, author of “Spy Chips”

 

Have we become so controlled and ignorant about our rights, that big institution and big governments can do whatever they want with us even with out our approval?

I know for certain that our founding fathers would resist to the death what is happening in America today. And I for one will not accept a national ID card. And if nobody accepts a national ID card, and nobody can board a plain without one, then let the airlines go bankrupt. And if you can’t open an account in a big national bank, then open one in a small local bank. And if we can’t walk into a federal building, I’d personally consider that a blessing.

Don’t allow these institutions to dictate to us how we conduct our lives. This is America, and we have free choice! We the people have the power not the government. The government gets its power from us, not the other way around.

Think of all the men and women that died in all our wars fighting for freedom, not Federal Reserve bankers. Do you think they sacrificed their lives so America could get chipped like a dog, so we can all have homing devices inside us? NO! This ID card is the last step before they implant us, and that is precisely the reason no one should accept one.

And you know what they’re going to do? They’re going to call in the propaganda machine, the media, and try to sell this RFID chip as if it was in everybody’s best interest.

 

“We shall have a world government whether or not we like it. The only question is whether the world government will be achieved by conquest or consent.” -Paul Warburg, architect of the Federal Reserve System, 1950

 

The central bankers of the world are working together to create a one world government. A global police sinister was the only thing George Orwell ever wrote about. Where every person on the planet Earth will have an RFID chip implant, where the bankers and the governments have access to every transaction you make.

A chip in every in everybody would be the universal monitory system, because there would be no escape from it.

Most people don’t have a clue that these unelected private bankers, actually control the governments of the world. They have actually financed and profited from ever war since World War I, without concern for humanity. The war in Iraq is an attempt by the Federal Reserve and their partner the Bank of England to control the middle east, and make it part of the new world order.

 

“Military men are just dumb stupid animals, to be used as pawn in foreign policies.” -Henry Kissinger

 

     The war on terrorism is the war on your freedom.

 

“The bankers own take it away from them but leave them the power to create money, and with the flick of the pen they will create enough money to buy it back again. However, take away the power to create money, and all great fortunes like mine will disappear and ought to disappear, for this would be a happier and better world to live in.

But if you wish to remain slaves of the bankers and pay the cost of your own slavery, let them continue to create money.” - Sir Josiah Stamp, former director of the Bank of England

 

“We are grateful to the Washington Post, the New York Times, Time Magazine, and other great publications whose directors have attended our meetings and respected their promises of discretion for almost 40 years.

     It would have been impossible for us to develop our plans for the world if we had been subjected to the lights of publicity during those years. But now the world is more sophisticated and prepared to march toward a world government. The supra national sovereignty of an intellectual elite and world bankers is surely preferable to the national auto determination, practiced in past centuries.” 

-David Rockefeller, private banker, council on foreign relations, June 1991

 

“The real rulers in Washington are invisible and exercise power from behind the scenes.” -Felix Frankfuter, U.S. Supreme Court Justice

 

“It is well enough that people of the nation do not understand our banking and monetary system, for if they did, I believe there would be a revolution before tomorrow morning.” -Henry Ford

 

     Now that you do understand what happened in 1913, and how it is leading to world government, the future depends on you. Will you choose freedom or slavery? Stop living in fear of your government. Government is the servant. We are the masters.

So what are you going to do about it? Join together in civil disobedience. Be willing to take part in nationwide strikes, boycotts, and marches on Washington. Force Congress to use their power to shut down the Federal Reserve. Government has authority to issue money, without paying interest to the bankers. This will take away the power to control our government from the bankers. Only vote for candidates who have signed an affidavit to shut down the Federal Reserve System and stop world government.

If you are in the military or law enforcement, remember you swore an oath to defend the American Constitution. You didn’t swear an oath to promote world government. Honor your Oath.

DONOT accept the national ID card, even if it’s your drivers’ license. We must demand that the American peoples gold be audited, and make certain that it has not been stolen. This asset must be returned to the American people.

Abolish computer voting in the state where you live. Stop being a good Democrat, stop being a good Republican, start being good Americans.

And when the media starts telling you that the country will fall apart if this is done, don’t be fooled. This is just the Federal Reserve trying to save itself. Squash it!

 

“I like the old idea, where you could do what you thought you could do and what you wanted to do as long as you didn’t hurt anyone.”

 -Ron Paul

 

If you believe in civil disobedience and wish to organize with millions of Americans in this battle for liberty, please sign up at freedomtofascism.com, and if you choose not to help, report to Central Services immediately and we will have you fitted for an RFID chip… for you own safety, of course.

 

”We must all hang together, or assuredly we shall all hang separately.”
-Benjamin Franklin, at the signing of the Declaration of
Independence, July 4, 1776

 Uninted we stand, Divided we fall.

www.ronpaul2008.com

 

www.wethepeoplefoundation.org

 Source:

America: from freedom to fascism (DVD)
 
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-1656880303867390173

 



Published On: 11/10/2007
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Ya so me n estrelapaco skate in montreal not many good skateparks around here. So you gotta make do with what you got. its also hard to find stairs around here we only have six steps with no handrails so we cant grind , si basically most skaters in montreal are all street skaters but here in montreal the cops break up ur fun pretty fast and either take ur board or tell you to get the f*ck out! or if ur lucky they'll say they know u and tell u its ur last warning so my advie to people who want to come to montreal to skate



"good luck"

Published On: 10/28/2007
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Still a work in progress

Social Disaster

Wake up every morning,
Always at six fifteen.
When I go to catch the bus,
My clothes are neat and clean.
The first bell rings,
Beginning another long day.
I walk the halls alone,
No one even looks my way.
Cuz Im a social disaster,
Everyones worst nightmare.
I dont know what to do,
When no one else cares.
Walking down the hall,
Trip over the loose shoelace.
Everyone watches,
As I fall flat on my face.
You cant bring me down,
When Im already on the floor.
You cant stop me,
When I walk into the door.
Cuz Im a social disaster,
Everyones worst nightmare.
I dont know what to do,
When no one else cares.
And I dont know what to do,
When everyone makes fun.
And I dont know what to do,
So Im just gonna run.
I head for the door,
But come up short.
I try to get,
To my last resort.
Cuz Im a social disaster,
Everyones worst nightmare.
I dont know what to do,
When no one else cares.




Published On: 9/19/2007
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I work down at the Pizza Pit
And I drive an old Hyundai
I still live with my mom and dad
I'm 5 foot 3 and overweight
I'm a scifi fanatic
A mild asthmatic
And I've never been to second base
But there's whole 'nother me
That you need to see
Go checkout MySpace

'Cause online I'm out in Hollywood
I'm 6 foot 5 and I look damn good
I drive a Maserati
I'm a black-belt in karate
And I love a good glass of wine
It turns girls on that I'm mysterious
I tell them I don't want nothing serious
'Cause even on a slow day
I could have a three way
Chat with two women at one time
I'm so much cooler online
So much cooler online

When I get home I kiss my mom
And she fixes me a snack
And I head down to my basement bedroom
And fire up my Mac
In real life the only time I've ever even been to L.A
Is when I got the chance with the marching band
To play tuba in the Rose Parade

Online I live in Malibu
I pose for Calvin Klein, I've been in GQ
I'm single and I'm rich
And I've got a set of six pack abs that would blow your mind
It turns girls on that I'm mysterious
I tell them I don't want nothing serious
'Cause even on a slow day
I could have a three way
Chat with two women at one time
I'm so much cooler online
So much cooler online

When you got my kind of stats
It's hard to get a date
Let alone a real girlfriend
But I grow another foot and I lose a bunch of weight
Every time I login

Online
I'm out in Hollywood
I'm 6 foot 5 and I look damn good
Even on a slow day
I could have a three way
Chat with two women at one time
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online
I'm so much cooler online
Yeah, I'm cooler online

Yeah, I'm cooler online

Yeah, I'll see ya online



Published On: 9/12/2007
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Month One

MOMMY
I am only 4 inches long
but I have all my organs.
I love the sound of your voice.
The sound of your heart beat
is my favorite lullaby.



Month Two

Mommy
today I learned how to suck my thumb.
If you could see me
you could definitely tell that I am a baby.
I'm not big enough to survive outside my home though.
It is so nice and warm in here.




Month Three

You know what Mommy
I'm a boy!!
I hope that makes you happy.
I always want you to be happy.
I don't like it when you cry.
You sound so sad.
It makes me sad too
and I cry with you even though
you can't hear me.




Month Four

Mommy
my hair is starting to grow.
It is very short and fine
but I will have a lot of it.
I spend a lot of my time exercising.
I can turn my head and curl my fingers and toes
and stretch my arms and legs.
I am becoming quite good at it too.




Month Five

You went to the doctor today.
Mommy, he lied to you.
He said that I'm not a baby.
I am a baby Mommy, your baby.
I think and feel.
Mommy, what's abortion?




Month Six


I can hear that doctor again.
I don't like him.
He seems cold and heartless.
Something is intruding my home.
The doctor called it a needle.
Mommy what is it? It burns!
Please make him stop!
I can't get away from it!
Mommy! HELP me!



Month Seven


Mommy
I am okay.
I am in Jesus's arms.
He is holding me.
He told me about abortion.
Why didn't you want me Mommy?



Every Abortion Is Just . . .



ONE MORE HEART THAT WAS STOPPED.
TWO MORE EYES THAT WILL NEVER SEE.
TWO MORE HANDS THAT WILL NEVER TOUCH.
TWO MORE LEGS THAT WILL NEVER RUN.
ONE MORE MOUTH THAT WILL NEVER SPEAK.



If you're against abortion, post this as...
I dont care how many friends i lose over this


Published On: 6/8/2007
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Just in case you thought the route to sexual bliss was straightforward, here's a list of things to avoid. They're all pretty much guaranteed passion killers for a woman - and if your check list contains more than ten of these, you've got some serious work to do on your sexual etiquette!



1 Going straight for the naughty bits.

You've got to be sensitive to the fact that a woman is more likely to be irritated than aroused when a man dives for her breasts and vulva after a few minutes' perfunctory kissing. While you might get to feel the goods, you're not going to be invited back.

2 Not knowing how to kiss sensitively.

Passionate or sensitive, firm or gentle, good kissing is an art form which lubricates the wheels of sex and gets everyone in the mood for more intimacy. Learn how to kiss, and do it well. That doesn't mean sticking your tongue in her mouth and wiggling it around like you're trying to floss her teeth.

3 Being too rough when you touch her erogenous zones .

Men like a firmer touch than women, especially when it comes to your dicks. So if you touch her clitoris with as much force as you apply to your cock when you masturbate, she's most likely to howl with pain - and then kick you out of bed. Remember: the clitoris has twice as many nerve endings as the penis, in a much smaller area. Treat it with respect. It's the only organ in the human body that has no function other than to provide pleasure.

4 Not stroking and caressing her.

A woman's second biggest sex organ is her skin. (The first is her mind.) You can make your touch on any part of her body into a sexy caress, but you have to focus on what you're doing and put some sexual energy into your fingers while you caress her. That means not thinking about the baseball game while you're giving her a sensuous massage.

5 Locking onto her nipples like a suckling child.

Yes, we know it's fun for you. To her it just feels like she's got a teething infant hanging off her tits. Lick and kiss around her whole breast before you go for the nipple, then flick your tongue gently across the nipple and around the areolae. If she likes what you're doing, you'll know by her moans of pleasure.

6 Biting on her earlobe because you think it's sexy.

She may not agree with you. In which case it will just be irritating for her, not a prelude to her turning into the sex goddess you thought you were summoning up.

7 Leaving a hickey on her neck like a teenage badge of honor.

If you're over sixteen, this is a no-no. If you need to know why, you're obviously under sixteen.

8 Not shaving before sex.

When you're in the throes of passion, having your beard stubble brushing back and forth across her face isn't so sexy, but at least it'll produce a red rash she can remember you by..

9 Not washing your pits and bits before you have sex.

If there's one thing that turns women off, it's a lover whose personal hygiene isn't up to scratch. Even though men have a higher smell threshold than women, keeping yourself clean - especially in the more intimate corners of your anatomy (like under your foreskin) - is not just a matter of courtesy, it's a ticket back to the bedroom.

10 Forgetting she has a sensuous body waiting to be stroked.

Pretty much the same point we already made up above, but worth remembering: touch doesn't just have to be in the bedroom, a prelude to sex. In fact, if you touch her a lot in a loving way during the day, she'll be ready to melt into your arms by bedtime.

11 Trying to get your fingers in her underwear before she's ready.

This is the mark of a gauche teenage lover who wants to get to fourth base just so he feels more accomplished as a lover. Take your time, let things evolve naturally, and apply a little sensuous touch on the fabric covering her vulva before you dive under the elastic. The hint of what's to come is often more erotic than diving straight in there.

12 Dropping the condom on the floor.

Must I say why this isn't the most popular move post sex? Dispose of the condom tidily in a tissue - put it in the bin rather than down the toilet, or it's likely to float there for some time to come as a reminder of your sexual encounter.

13 Going straight for the clitoris during oral sex or masturbation.

Like I said above, most women just find this irritating - and, if you press too hard, bloody uncomfortable too. Your first caresses should be on her labia, the lips of her vulva, then as she gets more aroused, you can work nearer the clitoris itself. But even when she's aroused a soft touch along the sides of her clitoris may be more acceptable for her than any pressure on the head of her clitoris.

14 Breaking off just as she's getting to the point where she wants you to keep going at all costs.

Women often get so lost in their sexual arousal that they forget to give feedback. In reality, the fact that she's lying there quietly may actually mean she loves what you're doing; if so, you should feel her pressing her vulva against your mouth or fingers, or shifting like she wants more touch, rather than giving you a sense that she'd rather be out shopping.

15 Undressing her clumsily.

Listen up guys: you don't have to be able to take her bra off with one hand, behind her back, while kissing her. In fact, in my experience, it's better if you don't try. She probably puts it on by fastening it first and pulling it over her head anyway. Let her take off the garments you don't understand, and whenever you do lend a helping hand, undress her gently and sensuously rather than pulling at her clothes like you're ripping the paper off a birthday present.

16 Undressing yourself inelegantly - which includes taking your socks off after your underwear

Nothing is more comical (or pathetic) to a woman than a man in his socks and pants. Except possibly a naked man wearing socks. If you don't understand why, just accept that it is so.

17 Expecting her to shave for you.

You might like the baby smooth look around her vulva, but she's more likely to see this as a prickly route to itchy stubble. Ask her nicely if you'd like her to go smooth. If she says "no", accept that graciously.

18 Sticking a finger up her vagina before she's ready, willing and able.

In general, women do like to be penetrated just as much as men like to penetrate, which, considering how much men like to stick things up there, is just as well. However, she'll only want you to do this when the time is right - i.e. when she's aroused enough to enjoy it. If you're giving her clitoris attention, there'll be a point where she might like to have a finger or two inside her. If so, be gentle, and start with one finger on her G-spot. Make sure she enjoys this before you put another one up there. Two fingers on her G-spot is probably as much as she will want. And be just as firm with your touch as she finds pleasurable. If you don't know what the G-spot is, then do some Google-ing before you get into bed.

19 Entering her without asking her first.

What is it with men and these dark, wet places? Just keep in mind that she decides how far sex goes, and if she doesn't want to enjoy f*cking then don't press the point. This applies especially to any strategy that involves nudging your dick into position and then pressing forward without her consent, verbal or otherwise!

20 Pecking away around her vagina with your penis if you can't find the way in.

This is, by all accounts, many women's least desired sexual moment. If for any reason you can't get in, don't pretend you're in control and keep trying. Simply ask her to guide you in with her hand. That way you'll save a lot of embarrassment, not to mention time.

20 Pumping away without regard for her pleasure.

When you've achieved your most desired objective, and your penis is inside her, you'll want to show a certain consideration for her pleasure. She may want hard and fast thrusting, but it's best to start slow and shallow. While you're making love, she'll most appreciate your efforts if you're masculine and strong - which is to say, if you act like you know what you're doing, you're considerate and gentle at first, and work up to firm and strong thrusts if she likes them.

21 Expecting her to make love bottom up.

Yes, you probably all enjoy butt sex. But she may be more self-conscious of her butt, she may feel like a sex object, and she may not like the rather impersonal nature of this position. If you really want to do it, and you explain to her why you like it so much (i.e. "It's incredibly exciting to see your gorgeous butt as we make love", rather than "I get so turned on f*cking from behind") she'll probably co-operate from time to time, even if it's only on your birthday and hers.

22 Thrusting too hard.

If you happen to be well-endowed, or she has a short vagina, and you thrust too hard, you may end up banging her cervix. This can make her shriek, though sadly not with sexual pleasure.

22 Coming before she's got excited or begun to enjoy sex.

There aren't many men who can last long enough to really satisfy a woman who enjoys vaginal intercourse and G-spot stimulation. If you can't be bothered learning how to be a long lasting lover, then at least have the decency to keep going for a few minutes so she gets some pleasure. This isn't hard, and there are plenty of ways you can learn to extend sex and not come so quickly. Do some research on Google for "end premature ejaculation".

23 Not coming at all - or losing your erection when you put the condom on.

If you're one of that rarer breed of men who has trouble coming during sex, may I respectfully suggest you see a sexual therapist? You can then deal with this problem, learn to come more quickly, and avoid giving her a numb vagina and an intimate knowledge of the exact shade of color you painted your bedroom ceiling. If you're one of the many men who lose their erection when the condom comes out of its foil wrapper and onto the head of your penis, it's back to Google for a search on, surprisingly enough, "losing erection when putting on a condom".

24 Asking her how it was for her.

This is not the mark of a confident lover, so if you really want some feedback, phrase it thus: "Did you prefer it when I did X or Y?"

25 Not going down on her when she wants oral pleasure.

Since oral sex on a woman is so pleasurable for most men, this seems unlikely. But if it's a question of the smell or taste being a bit much for you, try taking a shower or bath together before sex. If you just want her to give you a blowjob and you simply can't be bothered to reciprocate, then reading these tips isn't going to help you much anyway.

26 Failing to give her pleasure if you come quickly

Remember the motto: "Ladies first!" As a man, you're probably going to lose interest in sex once you've ejaculated - at least for a while. In which case, make sure she comes through oral sex or masturbation before you enter her. That way, she gets her pleasure and so do you. (With the added bonus that it doesn't matter so much if you shoot quite quickly.) Just to enter her, thrust a few times, come, roll over and forget about her is the mark of a boorish lover, and you wouldn't want to be one of those, now would you?

27 Trying to force her head towards your cock.

Let's face it: she's either willing to give you head or she's not. Trying to persuade her to get her lips around your glans by edging her head towards your groin is a bit crass, to say the least. If she doesn't seem to be heading that way as things hot up, just ask her: "There's something you could do that I would really like....."

28 Trying to force her head further down on you cock when she's giving you head.

Yes, once again we know it feels good, but you have to be considerate about it. She's not likely to be a deep throat expert, and there's no reason why she should be, since most of the pleasure of oral sex comes from the action of her tongue on your glans. Keep your hands away from her head unless it's to gently stroke her hair, and you won't feel the temptation to encourage her to go deeper.

29 Holding her head when she goes down on you.

Pretty similar to number 28, but this time, holding her head and moving it up and down on your penis is the no-no. If you think that's acceptable sexual etiquette you've been watching too many of the wrong kind of porn.

30 Coming in her mouth without asking her if it's OK.

The taste of cum is very much an acquired taste; but unfortunately it's one that few woman ever acquire. If she doesn't like it, ask her to keep going until the last minute, then tell her when you're going to come so she can move back and finish the job with a well-lubed hand. You'll get just as much pleasure, and she won't have to gag or spit your cum out. By the way, accidentally forgetting to tell her you're going to come is not permitted.

31 Thinking that a porno movie has anything to do with real life.

Porn is not good for men's egos. Real life isn't like that, OK?

32 Switching on a hard core porn film without asking whether that's OK with her.

Even if you find it arousing, she's not likely to, for the simple reason that much of the porn available today is fairly abusive to women. Ask her first, and if you want to share the erotic thrill of watching people have sex, get hold of some romantic sex movies that will appeal to her emotions as well as her sex drive.

33 Apologizing for the size of your penis.

Just in case you ever feel inclined to apologize for not matching up to the guys in the porn movies, just remember: 98% of women would rather have a sensitive lover than one with a big penis. If you're with one of the other two percent, you need to find a new lover.

34 Answering honestly when she asks you what your last lover was like.

Guys, when a woman asks you if her butt is too big, do you tell her the truth? Enough said. Your current lover is always the most gorgeous, sexy and desirable woman around. Even if she doesn't really believe it, that's what she wants to hear.

35 Asking her if she'd mind if her girlfriend joined you.

Threesomes can be exciting, but they usually just cause jealousy and upset when one partner unexpectedly finds they don't want their partner making out with another person. Needless to say, this usually happens to the woman. So be sure, be very sure, you know what you're doing before you try this one.

36 Making her do all the work.

Changing positions is all very well, but asking her to ride you each time you have sex seems a bit one sided. Vary the positions, have fun, and take equal shares of the work. Don't just settle for one favorite position and flog it to death.

37 Trying to slip it in the back door by "accident".

Anal sex is something that a lot fewer couples have tried than you'd believe from what you read on the internet or see in porn. It's something you might like to try, but you both have to want to do it. She's not likely to respond with warmth if you keep pretending you're poking her a**hole by accident. And she won't believe you if you tell her you just didn't want to ask for directions, even if that's how you are when you're driving around lost, looking for somewhere.

38 Photographing or videoing your lovemaking.

Unfortunately, as many jilted lovers can testify, taking pictures while you enjoy sex is putting power in the hands of the person who has the pictures. A good compromise is to link your video camera direct to your TV without recording the images. That way you can have the erotic thrill of seeing yourself during sex without having to worry about seeing yourself having sex on the internet in a few years' time.

39 Getting into the same old same old routine every time you have sex.

Above almost everything else (except possibly being deeply in love), ringing the changes when you make love is the thing that will keep your sex life fresh and passionate. You'll be surprised just how exciting it can be when you try a new position. This is simply because every position puts a different pressure on the penis and vagina, or gives you a new perspective of your partner's body, or perhaps allows you to see entering your partner's body, and so on. Exactly which sex position feels most pleasurable will depend on the shape and size of your penis and her vagina.

40 Not romancing her.

Women love romance. Men put up with it, or do it to get sex. True or false? Probably true, but the romantic "chase" is deeply rewarding for most men (i.e. seducing and winning a woman makes us feel deeply fulfilled), and romance is an essential part of that process. If you're able to continue being romantic once you're an established couple, then you set yourself head and shoulders above the rest of your fellow men, and you stand that much greater chance of getting regular, passionate sex.

41 Slapping her butt without checking if she's into a little dominance play.

No matter how exciting you may find the idea, don't land a heavy slap on her ass without trying a few lighter ones first and seeing how she reacts. If you do, you may get a slap in the face. Or a kick in the balls. Ouch!

42 Trying to do sex by the book (or the film)

Don't copy the moves you see in porn films. They lack a certain something. Consideration for the woman, that would be.

43 Playing with her anus before she's excited enough to appreciate it.

When you're masturbating her clitoris, and you have a finger inside her vagina, you may find that she responds well to a little anal play. If you have the position right, you can use your little finger to tickle gently at her anus as your forefinger plays with her G-spot. This may well add to her excitement - especially if she's on the verge of orgasm. If you try this before she's really excited and has stopped caring what's happening to her, you might just turn her off completely, so it might not be a bad idea to check it out with her in advance.

44 Deafening her by shouting in her ear when you come.

An easy mistake to make, especially if you like to have sex in the man on top position lying close to your partner, and you like to let the world know when you come. Unfortunately she won't let you do it a second time, so bury your face in the pillow or something if you're prone to uncontrollable vocal ejaculations as well as physical ones.

45 Talking dirty without checking if she likes it.

Generally a little consensual dirty talk between adults adds to the excitement. The first time your partner tells you to f*ck her hot wet c*nt you'll see what I mean. If that hasn't happened yet, and you'd like it to, encourage her to talk dirty to you when you're having sex, and see what pops out of her mouth. You might be surprised. Remember legend has it that the quiet ones are often the most surprising in bed!

46 Lying on top of her without supporting your weight on your arms.

Always remember: a gentleman takes his weight on his arms. Or elbows, or knees, or something.

47 Cuming on her without asking permission.

Coming between her boobs or on her pussy or ass can be incredibly exciting, but it's nice to ask her first. She may see it less a mark of your ejaculatory prowess or manhood than a mess to clear up.

48 Not controlling your ejaculation.

Like I said before, a good lover makes the effort to make sure his partner is satisfied before he is.

49 Not spending some time with her in your arms after sex.

A man who gets up after he's done the business and sets about his daily routine is probably top of most women's sexual dislikes. For her, this is a special time when a woman feels very close to her partner. She takes much longer to come down from sex than a man does, she wants to know she's loved and special, and she wants to feel adored by the man to whom she has just given her most precious asset. The very least you can do is to spend a few minutes cuddling her while you relax after sex, even if you're not going to spend the night with her.

50 Not cleaning up after sex.

And since sex inevitably involves a certain amount of fluids, keep the tissues handy for afterwards. If you feel like being chivalrous, offer her a warm towel to clean herself, especially if you aren't using condoms.

Published On: 5/30/2007
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Artist: Cradle Of Filth Song: Nymphetamine

Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
A "V" of black swans
On with hope to the grave
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones

Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain....
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discoulours all with tunnel vision

Sunsetter...
Nymphetamine

Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission

None better...
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
Nymphetamine girl.

Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
My Nymphetamine girl.

Wicked with your charm
I'm circled like prey
Back in the forest
Were whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt...
(keeping Sodom at at bay)

Fold to my arms
Hold their message away
And dance out to the moon
As we did in those golden days

Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay

Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key

Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discoulours all with tunnel vision

Sunsetter...
Nymphetamine

Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this vampyric addiction
To Her alone in full submission

None better...
Nymphetamine

Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
Nymphetamine girl.

Nymphetamine, Nymphetamine...
My Nymphetamine girl.



Published On: 5/17/2007
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  Scoff Ams Doug Des Autels and Ruben Najera entered Six Flags “Ride the Mountain YouTube Contest” just weeks ago to be picked the 1st and 2nd top picks for the second round. The videos were judged by Audios Pro Team! but only the top pick won the entry. Doug will be skating with the Audio Demo team at Six Flags when they open 3 plazas for the demo teams to skateboard!
Doug will be at the Magic Mountain for a week demoing to all the spectators. How often does everyone get to skate the inside of Six Flags and not get arrested! Congrats are well in order to both Doug and Ruben. Dates to be announced, we’ll post them on our website as soon as we know. In the mean time you can check out their myspace at www.myspace.com/ridethemountain for all the other info.
 
 
 Doug's Video
 
Ruben's Video


Published On: 5/12/2007
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Your icy breath will still warm my heart
I hate these suicide emotions that are left
As I feel your tears I bleed for you
Please stop this, stop this crying onto me

Your words are just an insult to me again

Another rumour is started
(Beautiful) I hear your beautiful voice
(Hope as) I will walk away crying
Beautiful voices forever will choke me down

I hope that you look me in the eyes, when I cry
Blink just for a second (Pondering)
Look into a mirror at someone that you hate
Sit back and watch, as the paint will dry

Check your vital signs (Check your vital signs)
As these hearts won't mend (As hearts won't mend)
As time will pass us by
You won't change as the sky burns me

Another lonely night will await me

As the sky will burn you apart
As the mirror turns you into someone that you hate

It was sixty seconds, since I met you
I'm dying and bleeding of my past
Wasting away. Wasting away from you

I watched you fall, I hope that you will break
Now burn with me and let me melt away
Now burn with me and watch me melt away

As this hope is forgotten

Hope forgotten, you're forgotten


Published On: 5/11/2007
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Roses are red
Lemons are sour
Open ur legs and give me an hour

Kissing Is A Habit
f*cking Is A Game
Guys Get All The Pleasure
Girls Get All The Pain
The Guy Says He loves You
And You Believe Its True
But When Your Tummy Starts To Swell
He Says To Hell With You
10 Minutes Of Pleasure
9 Months Of Pain
3 Days In The Hospital
A Baby Without A Name
The Baby Is A Bastard
The Mother Is A Whore
This Woulda Never Happend If The Rubber Hadn't Tore!!

Sex is like math
You subtract the clothes
Add the bed
Divide the legs
And Pray to god
You dont multiply

Roses are red
Grass is green
Open your legs
And I'll fill you with cream

Sex is good
Sex is fine
Doggy Style & 69
Just for fun
Or gettin paid
Everyone likes
gettin laid

Sex is evil
Sex is a sin
Sins are forgiven
So stick it in!!!


roses are nice
violets are fine.
ill be the six
if you be the nine.



Published On: 4/23/2007
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My Blog: Father
By: GothicKitty1992


I know your not there
But I wish you where
Why did you have to leave
So unexpectedly
I loved you to the end
Even though I never got to know you
Sad music played that day
When we lay you six feet under
I was only tiny when it happend
So the memory of it is vauge
Why did this have to happen to me
The way it did
It started with pains in your chest
And ended with love in your heart
Why'd you have to go so soon
I didnt even get to acknoladge you
And the only memory is a picture
I miss you so much that it hurts
And every day I wonder why
It had to happen
You didnt get to see me grow up
Or turn into a woman
You didnt get to see my first boyfriend
Or even my first day of school
You never got to see my first birthday
Cause you passed away
Everyday I wonder why God done this to me
Take the one that I loved
I guess in a way lifes cruel that way
So hang onto the ones you love because
You never know whos going to be next
 
 


Published On: 4/21/2007
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Many inmates have grown up without their father. Does that make us what we are? Is that the reaso?
At age two my mother dropped me off at my grandmother's and went to the grocery store... never to return... but did she die? No, but my love for her easily died away...
That man who left my mother, brother and sister-to-come, to better our lives by joining the army, never returned. That man, instead of returning, made his roots as a drug dealer after going AWOL from the army. That man took us away from my loving grandmother at age six. Was this my father's resurrection? Did it bring me joy?
That man beat me since i was six...
That man took his sons and daughter's money to pay off his drug dept...
That man kicked me out whe i hit fourteen...
That man still grows his money in my closet...
That man locked me in my room seventh, eighth, ninth, tenth, grade... no TV, no radio - just my thoughts. With each crack of his fists, each kick, he took my heart out of my young chest, but it still beats in the palms of his hands. i may not have a heart... but it still beats... i never struck back... did he care? My pain expresses his love... I've been released... that man won't get me
... I sold drugs but never cheated anyone, I still live the streets, he may have created me, but I am still here, he will not destroy me.. I will destroy me.
That man... who is that man? My father without a heart (which still beats in his hand)... I still love that man...that man...my father,
Cry for that...
Why do they call me 100 Namez-
'cause my father used 100 names for me


Published On: 3/24/2007
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The Tampa Pro wrapped up last weekend.

Congrads to Eric Koston for taking home 1st in Street and to Pierre Luc Gagnon in Vert.

Click below links to get results or go to www.skateparkoftampa.com for the full coverage.

Tampa Pro 2007 Street Finals

Tampa Pro 2007 Street Best Trick

Tampa Pro 2007 Vert Six Pack Final

For video highlights check Filmer Sara's footy.



Published On: 3/19/2007
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The bullet is put into the chamber

 

It’s a chamber of a magnum

 

With It being the only bullet in the chamber the person has a one in six chances of blowing their brains out.

 

Time passes, turn after turn

 

Pressure builds up

 

One man wipes the sweat bubbling over his eyebrows

 

He then takes a long drag of his Marlboro and exhales the carbon monoxide with a look of dread on his face

 

With the worry and lack of patience hovering over his head

 

The other player also in the game had a calm look on his face, and seems like he couldn’t have a care in the world

 

The worried player takes the cold steel from the other player and puts it to his temple and looks the other player straight in his eyes

 

He pulls the trigger and exhales deeply as he hears the click of the empty chamber

 

With a smirk on his face, the worried player looks straight ahead at the calm player and says, “ I’m tired of running from you”

 

The other player sitting calmly and only watches as the worried player holds on to the gun for a second shot

 

The loud bang made silence throughout the building

 

Birds chirping, and dogs barking was all you could hear.

 

It took 4 family members to recognize the lifeless and nearly decapitated body

 

There was only one witness, his ex-gf who was banging on his window pleading for him to stop

 

His body was found hunched over a dresser in front of a mirror


Published On: 3/13/2007
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this is a story that i've been working on for quite some time.
NO it's not finished... but I don't know where exactly i want to go next with it.
so if you have some free time, feel free to read it and give me some ideas.
thanks for the help/support! ~kaitlin

Prologue: Cassie

Way back when, when there were such things as vampires and their pet dragons and werewolves, there was a time of peace. The villagers knew of the vampires and hunted extra for them. The villagers and the vampires got along quite peacefully. As long as the vampires got their share of meat, the villagers did not have to fear them. One day, one of the dragons said to the others, “Why do we eat the vampires’ scrap when we are just as good hunters as them?” This puzzled the other dragons as well as the werewolves, but they remained loyal to their masters, for awhile. Then, the one dragon broke out, trying to prove to the other dragons that they were better than the vampires. The vampires saw the dragon’s plans and had it killed. The other dragons, having watched the vampires do this, became furious with them. The werewolves were now curious about what all was behind the fortress that they had lived in for so long. And so, a time of pure darkness and destruction arose. The dragons now knew that they could fend for themselves. Not needing the care of the vampires, the dragons and werewolves ran amuck, terrorizing any and all that crossed their path. The vampires, realizing this, were distraught with the pets, sending them to an alternate universe far, far away. But, alas, it was far too late for them. The meat supply had already vanished. Some of the villagers thought that it was the vampire’s end. All of the food that they had hunted had been eaten by the werewolves, and the dragons had burnt most of the fields. The eldest of the vampires knew that they would need a new food source. The vampires were angered by the vampire elder’s advice, but soon realized that it had to be done if they wanted their kind to exist. And so began the reign of vampires. It started out with just one or two people a week, but soon it was 10 people a night. The townspeople became furious with their newfound enemy, but were sad at the same time at losing such an alley. The townspeople lived in fear every night when a loved one had to go out for what little food they had. The vampire elder soon realized that he was becoming much too old to be handling the townspeople attacks and even the turning of the townspeople to vampires.  He soon appointed a new elder and took his own life. The new elder had a difficult decision to make. The new food source was running out and the vampires soon ran out of townspeople and started going farther out to other villages. They were feared by all. Of course, there were people that resisted their rule by rioting the mansion that some vampires slept in, but all attempts failed. It was hard to believe that these were the same vampires that lived in peace with mortals. But here it was, happening right then and there. It was a sad time indeed for the mortal race, knowing that every day they would have to stop working in the fields sooner, just the thought of losing a child because they were foolish and went out after dark to get their toys.

 

Cassie

Chapter 1: Beginnings

“Granny I want to hear a scary story,” Susie said as she sat on her favorite rug. She had just turned 12 and still liked to hear her granny’s stories. “Well, what kind of scary story?” her grandmother replied. “What do you mean what kind?” Susie asked confused. “Well, there’s Frankenstein, Pumpkin Head, or the Boogieman,” her grandmother answered. “I know! What about a vampire story?” Susie asked excitedly. She had just gone to the movies with her friends and they had seen a Dracula movie. “Vampire story?” her grandmother asked shocked. “Please?” Susie interrupted. “I don’t know. They usually aren’t the scary sort. More of a romantic/horror sort, especially this recent one that I have made,” her grandmother continued. “Oh granny, please? I’m not a little kid that needs to hear Cinderella. I promise I won’t interrupt at all, I promise,” begged Susie. “Well, alright… I take it you want my latest one?” her grandmother asked. Susie excitedly nodded. “Well ok, if you say so… “I smiled happily as my mother tucked me in. “Momma, don’t forget to open the window.” “Why, sweetie? It feels like its only 10 degrees in here,” my mother replied. “But if you don’t open the window, I won’t see my friend.” “What are you talking about? I’ve closed and locked your windows every night.” I looked at my mom as if I had been in trouble.  “Cassie, you haven’t been letting anybody in the house, have you?” I shook my head no. “Alright then, so nobody has been in the house?” I nodded my head yes, “R has. He’s my friend and he tells me stories.” “Alright I’m locking all the windows and doors.” Right as she had said that, silver fog appeared in my room and transformed into a human. Mom screamed as she held me tight in her arms. R glared at my mother then softened his look into a grin. Then he chuckled and disappeared as I heard him whispering, “Don’t you worry Cassie; I’ll be back for you.”

~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-10 years later-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~

I was running as fast as I could. “How far have I run? Where am I going? Is that thing still following me?” All of these questions were running through my head, but then I saw it, a giant oak. I quickly ran to the other side of it to hide. “Where’s Amy? I was supposed to meet her at the park, but she never showed up, then this thing started to run after me…” I stopped myself from even breathing, there was something moving in the bushes beside me. I nearly jumped out of my skin as I saw Amy creep out of them. She motioned me to stay there. Wait a minute, is this what Amy had been ragging on about? She had said something about some vampire that had bitten her, but was I really supposed to fall for it? I mean vampires were nothing but an urban legend, and I was perfectly fine with that.”  “There you are, Amy. You know the whole clan is looking for you,” said the thing in a gruff voice. I looked around the tree, careful not to make a sound, to look at my stalker. I was petrified, what was I looking at? Whatever it was vampire or not, it was changing right before my very eyes into a human. The now human sniffed the air, “There’s another presence here.” “What are you talking about? There’s no one else here,” Amy quickly answered as she followed the human close to my tree. I couldn’t move, I was still petrified. “I may be in my human state, but I still have my vampire sense of smell,” he said. Amy quickly came around the tree and motioned for me to act dead. “Why in the world do I want to act dead?”  Whatever the reason, I quickly acted as if I was dead. “This one’s already dead,” Amy stated before he got to close. He looked at Amy strangely, “How do you know this, her smell is still fresh.” Amy stuttered a little then said, “Because I killed her just a few minutes ago.” He looked at her suspiciously, “You did?” “I know I wasn’t supposed to, but I wanted to try it out,” Amy said, swaying back and forth. He was beside me in a millisecond. “Will, please, this is silly, I just killed her minutes ago,” Amy said trying to persuade ‘Will’ away from me. “She still is breathing,” Will said. “Well, maybe I left a few drops by accident,” Amy said smartly. “It was my first time,” Amy sobbed. “Aw, it’s ok, we’ll bring her to our home and let her freshen up some, then we’ll have a nice meal,” Will replied. Will couldn’t help but notice that the girl that he was looking at was about his age when he had been appointed as the brother of the ‘King’ vampire. And yes, what if he did sense some kind of attraction between her and himself? “I wondered when it would all be over. I was terrified when Will picked me up and we were flying! I couldn’t help but feel a little excited. It’s not everyday you get to fly! However, there was a downside; he was going to find out that I hadn’t been killed, or even close to being killed. Then what would happen to me?” My thoughts then drifted off to some place, as I actually fell asleep. I woke up the next morning, I guess, but it looked awful dark in the room. The doors looked too big to move. I was surprised to find it actually comfortable though, maybe too comfortable. I looked around the room. The walls were old and had ivy all over them. The floors were made of grayish, almost white, stone. Was it morning yet? While I was thinking on that, to my pleasant surprise, Amy came in and quietly shut the door, but before she could, a rat came in. She shooed it away, though. Questions paced through my head, but before I could say anything, “Wow, I’m surprised he believed me, he must like you,” she giggled. Giggling? How could she be giggling? I was silent, and I gave her an evil look. “Ok, that approach didn’t work, neither did I think it would,” Amy quietly continued, “You’re in the Vampiric Mansion; no one here has permission to talk to you, besides Drake and myself.”  “Is that all I need to know? Do you want to explain to me what happened last night? And who’s Drake?” I asked losing my temper a little. “It wasn’t last night; it was actually five nights ago…” she trailed off. “What! Five nights ago I was lying in my big bed listening to my stereo system, pretending to be asleep,” I had completely lost my temper now. Apparently, she had expected this.  “It was five nights ago, I don’t know what happened, It’s probably just where you are used to getting up when you see the sunlight coming in from your windows,” Amy stopped as the door creaked open from the other side. I quickly acted drowsy. As I brushed out my hair with my fingers, I felt a cut or scratch on my wrist. “I must have cut it on a tree branch or something.”  “Amy, you’re wanted in the lower dungeon, you really do need to do something about that wolf, it won’t stop howling,” the person said. Amy then got up and left the room, leaving the two of us together.

 

Chapter 2: Vampires???

I still acted as if I had just waked up. He then eyed me, which I hate to admit, but I liked the fact that he was at least a little interested in me. I couldn’t help but smile a little bit. “So, you are who?” he asked as he noticed that I had noticed him noticing me. I hesitated then I quietly said, “Cassie.” He nodded and then asked, “How old are you?” Again, I hesitated, why was I talking? Wasn’t this the person that was stalking me the other night? Then again, what if I didn’t answer? “16,” I said even more quietly. “You don’t need to be scared,” he said. I nodded slowly. I looked at him for the first time clearly. He didn’t look all that bad: pale blue eyes, a lot of muscle, black hair, and of course, he was pale. I hated the fact that he was probably reading my mind with one of his many powers. Amy had told me about some of the powers that vampires had. “So, you know Amy,” he pointed out. “How did I know that he would say something like that? And was this the same guy that had stalked me the night before?” I nodded. “You’re a pretty smart girl, Cassie. But don’t let your mind be an open book,” he commented. Did I dare to ask a question? “So, how old are you?” “Let’s just say that I’m 17,” he answered before I had the whole question out. “But aren’t vampires supposed to be like hundreds of years old?” I blurted. “Well, in a way, but we just calculate our age by when we were initially turned into vampires, then add up our age every other century. So in one century, I’ll be 18,” he answered. “Oh,” I said, excessively interested. I quickly changed the subject, “Are you the one I saw last night?” “No, and it wasn’t last night,” he replied. “Ok… so who are you?” I blurted, again. “I am Drake, owner of this very dull, dark home,” he answered. I then noticed that it was, in fact, awfully dull and boring. “So, you seem to feel about it the same way,” he stated. “Well, umm, it could use some decoration,” I agreed. “You don’t need to be scared, no one will hurt you here, you’re a friend of Amy’s and that’s all I need to know,” he comforted me. Then my mind drifted to what ‘Will’ had said. “Will won’t do anything, he’s just a big oaf that’s jealous because I get to be King, even though he’s older, and because I got the looks,” he laughed. I smiled. “I get it now; Amy is going to be the queen.” Drake must have read my mind, again, because then he shook his head. “But why not?” I asked aloud. “Because, she was appointed by her family and our family that she would become the mate of the eldest brother. Of course, Will, is supposed to be King, but, my mother doesn’t trust him,” Drake answered. I gave him a confused look, “What do you mean?” Drake hesitated a minute then continued, “Well, when Will was younger, about my age, he would always pick out these girls that he thought were cute, he didn’t eat just to eat, he ate to hear them scream for their boyfriends, or even worse, he would turn them into a vampire, which breaks our very first rule. Well, this one night, he had brought this pretty girl that had been the school teacher aid when I was around 7 and mother found her in the old swings in the park. At first, she thought that the girl was just sleeping, but then she went closer and found that she had been waiting for the toddlers that always come early in the morning, when it’s still dark. That breaks our second rule, feeding on children younger than 15. She was furious. She quickly snapped the girl’s neck and flew to the tallest tower, which is where father was. Father found out and was thriving mad, probably the maddest since the fall of that Dracula character. So, he decided to appoint me instead of Will as King,” Drake explained. “Wow,” I said. “Yea, I know,” Drake replied. “No, no, Drake, Will was after me last night,” I said. “Again, it was five nights ago, not last night…” he started to look even paler that usual as he broke off. “He didn’t do anything,” I assured him. He came over and looked closely at my neck. “Well, it would explain why you have been sleeping late,” he explained as he looked for the third time. I sneezed quietly.  He laughed as heard me sneeze. “What?” I giggled. “Your sneeze is one of the funniest I’ve heard in a while,” he said as he looked again. I giggled again. “You’re not thinking of having a taste yourself are you?” He laughed and then sat beside me. “Well, I better go and get my lecture of the day from father, I do hate that you have to be locked up in this room, but it is for your own good,” Drake said as he got up. I gave him a confused look. “You don’t know what some of us would do to someone as pretty as you,” he answered the question that went through my head. I blushed. He then went out of the room. I saw the same rat again as he carefully made sure that the door was closed. I got extremely bored during the next few hours. The place could really use some decoration. I stopped thinking about everything else and though about my situation. So, vampires are actually real………and I was just now talking to one. They don’t look anything like you would think. Yea, they are pale of course. I mean unless they decide to get a tanning bed. I giggled. Now that would be a sight, a tanned vampire. I mean, look at Amy. She still has her beautiful red hair and her pretty green eyes. And Drake, oh my god, he looked pretty good to me. Especially his pretty blue eyes. And another thing, they weren’t the all out vicious things that movies made them look. Here Drake was the future King of their clan or whatnot and he was joking about how the mansion looked. And I could not picture him being the vicious thing that Hollywood says they are. Sure, they have to eat. But all creatures do. At least they only eat when they need to and not killing every cow or deer in sight like humans were nowadays. Drake, he seemed to be so kindhearted. Seriously, here I was part of his food chain and he wasn’t trying anything. He wasn’t being a pig and trying to take advantage of the situation. Whoa, hold up…………………am I falling for a vampire? Wow, that is like so bad. I don’t even know him. For all I know he is a ruthless killer like Hollywood says. No he couldn’t. He probably doesn’t even like killing what he has to, which is probably only small deer. I thought about my wrist, which probably not the smartest thing. It began throbbing in pain. When Drake came in and asked if I needed anything I stopped thinking about it and smiled sweetly. “Nah, I’m fine and dandy.” Drake laughed quietly, “Fine and dandy? That’s a phrase I haven’t heard in awhile.” I giggled and stuck my tongue out, “Well now you have.” We both laughed and he hugged me and then left. As soon as he had left I thought about how my wrist was just an infection. Could I be sure that it was just a scratch? Maybe I should tell Drake about it.  I counted the tiles of stone for the thousandth time.

 

Chapter 3: Will

The door creaked open again. I was surprised that it wasn’t Amy or Drake this time. He looked a little familiar. Could it be Will? No, it couldn’t. Drake had promised that Will would never come into the room. Whoever it was, he was beside me in seconds and I fell asleep immediately. “Where am I? This is nothing like the Vampiric Mansion. “You are in the future, my dear, when you and I will rule the vampires of the world,” said a gruff voice. “That’s impossible; you’re not the future king.” “For the moment, you are correct, but not if an accident happens.” “You’re Will, aren’t you?” “Why yes I am.” I looked around me and saw fire and complete chaos. “I would never rule a kingdom of chaos.” He smirked evilly and had kissed me hard. “We’ll find out about that.” I put my hands over my ears and shook my head violently. I heard someone screaming my name. They were telling me to wake up. I had to warn Drake and Amy about my dream.” I woke up, finally, and there was Amy. “Amy, Will’s going to do something,” I practically screamed. “Cassie, thank god you’re ok,” Amy said as she came over and hugged me. “Huh, of course I’m all right.” “Cassie, you were asleep for seven days,” Amy replied. “Wow, I must be a late sleeper,” I said calmly, knowing that wasn’t the real answer. “Did anyone come in here?” Amy asked. “Well, no. Wait a minute, yea Will did,” I answered. Amy got up quickly and left. I then noticed that my wrist definitely didn’t just have a cut on it, it was redder. I then put my mind onto the dream as Amy and Drake both entered. “Did my brother really come in?” Drake asked briskly. I nodded. He was reading my mind, I knew it. He nodded. “Amy, I think it would be best if it was just me and Cassie for the moment. I’m going to be reading her mind, and I don’t want to miss anything, meaning I don’t want to accidentally read yours instead. Besides, you don’t have that power just yet,” Drake said. Amy understood and left. “Drake, your brother’s plotting against you,” I said after Amy had left. “I know, but how do you know?” he replied. “I had this dream,” I answered. He looked gravely at me as if that meant something I didn’t know. “Ok, focus on that dream,” Drake said calmly. I did. There was the fire and complete darkness and no human kind. The one thing I did not focus on in my dream was the part where Will had said those words. He nodded as he had a confused look. “But why did he choose you to have these visions?” Then I thought about the words that Will had said. Drake and Amy both had the right to know. As Drake got up and left, the little rat scrambled in. I had become quite fond of the little guy. I had actually started to talk to it. He came closer to where I could pet it. My wrist then started to hurt even worse than before. The rat then bit my wrist. I could scream, but I had fallen asleep again, hopefully not to have any more of those dreams. I woke up, but I didn’t really want to. I kept falling back asleep. “What’s happening to me? I still haven’t told anyone about my wrist. Where was Amy, I had to talk to her.”  I finally got up, to stay up. Amy was there, thank god she was ok. Amy looked at me, “Cassie, Drake has been hurt in an accident,” she said. “How hurt?” I asked. “Not that bad, it’s just a scratch or two, but he’s pretty sure it was what was in your dream,” she answered. Drake then entered the room as Amy left. I looked at my wrist quickly to see if it had gotten any worse. It had and by putting my attention on it, it began to hurt worse. Drake came closer to me and I could see that his arms were a little scratched up. “That doesn’t look that good,” I said as he closer to me. “I’ll be all right, but what is not is the fact that you are always sleeping late.” “What happened to you?” “We were out on a hunt and……” he trailed off. That’s when I fell out of conscientiousness. I woke up, thankfully, I didn’t have any dreams. Drake was there, and he asked, “Were you bitten?” “I don’t know,” I answered. He looked away for a moment, and then back at me, “This is really important.” “I honestly don’t know what has happened to me. I don’t know what time it is. I don’t know if it’s day or night. I don’t even know if I’m awake or having another one of the dreams,” I started to sob. He came over and hugged me tight. He had brushed along my wrist and I felt searing pain. “What is it?” he said, reading my mind. I was thinking about my wrist and how much it had hurt. I winced as he gently grabbed my hand. He looked gravely at me. “Are you sure that it’s not an infection from a scratch?” I heard Amy ask as Drake opened the door. I felt like going to bed again as I saw them both enter the room. Drake gently picked up my hand as I winced again from the pain, “Does that look like an infection from a scratch?” Drake asked. Amy didn’t want to believe it, but she shook her head no. Drake brushed my hair out of my face, “You’ll be alright.” He poured something on my wrist, and I wanted to scream, it hurt so badly, 10 times worse than before. I winced and sighed as it settled in. “Amy, go tell father about what Will has done,” Drake said. Amy nodded as she looked at me sadly. She left quickly. Drake hugged me again and left. I moved around as I slept as flashbacks came back to me. The night that it had all started, the night I first saw Will, the first time I had seen a vampire in its vampire state. Then it flashed to when I saw Amy in the room. Next, it was when I first saw Drake smiling at me. Finally, I saw Will’s face for what seemed forever. He had an evil grin and he started laughing hysterically. I screamed, and woke up. Drake was there in seconds. Surprisingly, I actually saw Will hunched over me. Drake pushed him off of me and he left quickly. I was terrified; he was actually trying to kill me, or worse…………turn me into a vampire. I quickly stood up, went over to Drake, and snuggled into his shoulder. He was furious, I could tell. “I’m scared,” I said, trying to calm him down. “You’d be a fool not to be, do you know how many people have broken away from Will’s trance?” he replied. I shook my head as we both sat down. “None. Will is much older than I am and more powerful, both in his trances and strength,” he answered. I thought about what he said and became even more scared, I wouldn’t be able to do it again. He took me in his arms, which wasn’t very hard, considering I was 4’11 and now definitely weighed under 100 since I had arrived. “Wow, I didn’t realize you were ever this small,” he laughed as he flew us to a different room. I smiled as we entered his beautiful room. It was a deep red violet, with everything in velvet and bordered in black. I saw the beautiful bed: it was a deep red and had a gold canopy. I realized that I was still in Drake’s arms and giggled quietly. “Glad you like it,” he smiled. “Like what?” I giggled. He turned a little pink. “Well, I have to go hunt with the clan; I’ll be back in an hour or two.” “What about Will? Can he come in here?” I asked. “Yes he can, but as soon as you see anyone come in here, focus on me and I’ll be back in seconds,” he answered. I nodded my head, but I still didn’t feel 100 percent safe. Knowing what I was thinking, he hugged me and before he flew off, he kissed me on my forehead. I ran up to the bed and jumped on it happily. Then, I got under the top blanket, because it was so soft. I shortly fell asleep, but was suddenly awoken by the door creaking open. “It must be Drake coming back from his hunt.” I was terrified when I saw that it wasn’t Drake, in fact it was Will. “Drat, you’re supposed to be asleep,” he said as he locked the door. I was utterly terrified; what was I suppose to be more scared of the fact that he was strong or the fact that he had teeth? He was beside the bed in a millisecond, but I got out quickly and went over to the wall. “I see you finally have gotten your strength back,” Will said, not too disappointedly. I tried to focus on Drake, but what did that matter? Will had locked the door. Will was next to me in a second, but then I went over to the corner. “You’ve gotten quicker, but that doesn’t matter, do you remember your wrist?” Will said trying to get my attention on it. It worked; I felt searing pain as my knees fell to the floor. The pain was in fact worse, and Will was inching closer to me, being sure to take his time. He was then beside me again, and I embraced myself for the pain I knew I was about to feel. He didn’t go for my wrist this time, which I didn’t know if that was a good thing or not. He grabbed me, turned me on my side, and brushed my hair away, leaving my neck bare. He eyed it happily, “Best neck I’ve seen in ages. Goes along with your fresh blood,” he whispered in my ear. I winced as I felt him bite me, then I saw Drake behind him. Then, I blacked out. I woke up and saw Drake by my side. I turned to him and hugged him tightly. He hugged me back and said, “I’m sorry.” I looked at him and replied, “Its ok, if it wasn’t for you, who knows what else he would have done.” That had comforted him. I felt my neck and, sure enough, there were two wounds. I sighed. He then looked to see how bad it was. Apparently it wasn’t all that bad, because he smiled. “What?” I asked. “He probably didn’t even get ten drops,” he laughed. I giggled, “So, what does that mean?” “It means that you have at least one more day left,” he joked. I smiled. “So, uh, what happened to Will?” I asked. He looked disappointed as he said, “Unfortunately, he turned himself into a rat before I could get my hands on him.” My mind then raced. A rat? “Yes, a rat, the eldest son gets a special power, to change into one distinct animal, Will was the eldest and he chose a rat,” he commented. “Wait a minute a rat? Why did he choose a filthy rat?” I asked. “Because, in his sick little mind, he figured that if he was small enough, he could get into the bedrooms of his victims,” Drake answered. I then thought about the little rat that I always saw in the room that I had been staying in. “So, that’s how he knew where your room was,” Drake commented. “I guess so,” I replied. Drake couldn’t stand the idea that his thickheaded brother could actually like the same girl that he had. “Well, guess what?” Drake asked. “What? I can’t read minds like you,” I joked. He laughed. “True, but anyways, my mother has invited you to the feast tonight,” Drake stated. “Really? Is it coz she thinks you like me?” I thought “I’ll be polite and not read your mind this time, but mother says that she wants to meet the one who beat Will in his own game,” he grinned. “Drat, the one time I wanted him to read my mind, he didn’t,” oh well. “Oh, and if you’re wondering if I like you, I do,” he said as he left the room. I smiled the biggest smile since I had gotten there. I thought to myself, “What am I supposed to wear?” As if to answer my question, Amy showed up with three or four gowns and hair and makeup items.

 

Chapter 4: A Special Feast

“Wow, you got invited to a vampire feast,” Amy said as she put the items on the floor. “Yea and I guess I get to wear one of these,” I replied. “Good call. So, which one do you want?” Amy asked. I looked at the gowns. There was a deep violet one, a black one, a dark red, a red and black one, and a violet and black one. “Hmm, I think I like this one,” I said picking up the violet and black one. “Ok, and I’ll have the violet one,” she said happily. Apparently, she had wanted that one. “So, I guess I get to put on some makeup finally,” I commented. “Actually, I think I should, I mean, do you realize that you are going to a dinner where there are hundreds of vampires?” Amy replied. I sighed, “You’re right.” So Amy did my makeup, trying to make me look as much as a vampire as she could. When she was finished, she showed me the mirror, “Wow, I could pass as one.” Amy nodded, “Do you trust yourself to do your own hair?” I shook my head no. “Well, I’ll do that in a minute, I got to go and do my own hair and makeup first,” she replied. While she was gone, I went ahead and put on the beautiful gown. Amy came back and had her hair and makeup done. “Wow, that was quick,” I commented. She nodded her head, “Wow, look at you, you look gorgeous as a vampire,” she complimented. I laughed. While she was doing my hair, Drake walked in on us and he said, “Who’s she? Where’s Cassie?” I giggled to myself as he gave us confused looks. “What’s funny?” he asked as he started to check me out as Amy finished my hair. “Drake, that’s Cassie!” Amy exclaimed. “What? You mean to tell me that she is Cassie?” I smiled, “Yep, the one and only,” I replied. He looked at me funny. “Well, then, uh ladies, the dinner is going to start in about twenty minutes. Amy, you still need to go get ready,” Drake replied. Taking this as her cue, she got up and took the other three other dresses and left. I smiled at him as he said, “Wow.” “What? You thought that I was gonna turn out to be an ugly vampire?” I asked. “No, I just didn’t think you could get any more beautiful,” he said as he leaned in to kiss me. I, of course, kissed him back. There was a loud ding, dong! He smiled, “Dinner time.” He led me to a beautiful dining hall. My eyes sparkled, the lighting was too romantic, “What were you expecting? Some stone walled, dark chamber?” he asked. I smiled, “To be honest, yes I was. That’s the way it always was in movies,” I replied. He laughed quietly, “See them up there?” he asked as he pointed to a black haired man and a red headed woman. “Yes I do,” I said looking where he was pointing. “That’s mother and father,” he commented. “And of course there’s Will and Amy,” he stated. I couldn’t help but notice that Will looked at me with a smirk, as if he had some evil plan. I quickly turned my attention to something else “Who are they?” I asked pointing to a group of blonde headed guys. “Oh, those are some of Will’s friends, best to stay away from them,” he answered. I sighed playfully, “Aw darn.” As if to be on cue, one of them waved for me to come over I mouthed, “Maybe later,” just to be funny. He grinned a happy grin and turned to tell his other friends. Drake didn’t notice, he was looking at a group of dark headed girls. I shoved him, “Who are they?” I asked, trying to sound not too rude, but I was a little upset that he seemed interested in them, which I knew was selfish of me. “Who? Them? They’re some of father’s friend’s daughters,” he answered. I sighed, “They’re pretty.” “No denying that,” he replied. I was taken aback, but I didn’t have much time to think about it because two seconds later, I was led to where I was supposed to sit. The person who was leading me pulled out a chair and pushed it back in once I sat down. I looked over at Drake; he was sitting by the girls. I was starting to get angry. Was this all part of some big scheme to make me jealous? If it was, it was working. I looked around me, my head was spinning, and I was starting to get confused. I was brought back down to earth when the guy that had waved to me tapped me on the shoulder, “Well don’t you look like a diamond in the sky.” I blushed, “Why thank you.” “So, you must be Cassie, Will’s told me all about you.” “Oh really? What did he say?” “Well, he definitely did not exaggerate about how beautiful you are.” I blushed again, “You really have a way with words.” “In fact, I’d say that you are even more gorgeous then what he had said,” as he stared at me with pale gray eyes. “Well, he must have said something about me being as beautiful as a dead rose,” I replied trying not to sound too modest. “You? A dead rose? You couldn’t put them together in one sentence. How could anybody ever call you that, you are the most beautiful girl here? You’re the only girl that could ever pass as a vampire so beautiful.” I was flattered, but at the same time disappointed that he had found out that I wasn’t a vampire. “Don’t worry, the only reason how I know you’re human is because you told me you were Cassie.” I smiled, and then I thought about how Drake had said what he had. This guy was apparently reading my mind, “Don’t worry about him, he’s one of the worst one of us that you could find.” “How’s that?” “Well, he’s awfully snobby, he gets girls like you to like him and then he goes off and does it again.” “You mean he’s always like this?” He nodded. I sighed. “He told me that Will was bad though.” He held his arm out like a gentlemen, “I think it would be better if we talk where our minds aren’t open books.” I nodded, “Yes, you are right.” I wrapped my arm in his and we went to his room, I suppose. I didn’t know, however, that all of the other blonde headed guys had followed. Drake of course wasn’t paying attention to me because he was having a conversation with the girls. He unlocked the door and we entered the room, which was actually quite peaceful. It was a natural brown color and the rugs were beautiful. “Glad to see you like it,” he commented seeing my eyes glitter. “Ok, so what’s your name for one thing,” I giggled. “Well, that would be of some help, wouldn’t it? My name is Hank.” “Ok, so Hank, what do you mean about Drake being one of the worst vampires that I would meet?” “Well, I already told you, he used beautiful girls like you and gets them to like him, and then he goes off and flirts with every other girl. And what do you mean about Will?” “Drake told me something about him, but I don’t know who to trust.” “Well, trust me. Will is a great guy. And as for what happened between you two, well, he was just jealous. I mean look at it from his point of view: he gets denied for being king because of something he didn’t do, his meant to be queen likes the new king, he brings you here, and then Drake goes and steals that from him, too.” I laid back on the bed, “I never really thought about it that way. And that puts me in an awkward position. I mean, Will’s at least what twenty-five?” He nodded his head, “Twenty-seven. Plus he really likes Amy.” “And Amy does like him more than Drake, I would know, she’s my friend.” He nodded, “And there’s no point in trying to run away from here because the King and Queen wouldn’t let you.” “Why?” “Because you know too much about our kind, they’re afraid that you would tell people, people that could kill us.” “Oh, stupid question.” “No question you could possibly ask is stupid,” he complimented. “You really do have a way with the ladies, don’t you?” I giggled. “I guess I do,” he said as he laid down beside me. He slowly reached for my hand. And in seconds, he was cuddled beside me. He began kissing on my neck, which was ok, but then he started biting me. I tried to tell him to stop, but that only seemed to make it worse. Then all of his other friends came in too, and they were biting me too. I could feel their teeth biting through my gown. At first, it felt like little needles, which didn’t feel too bad. But then I could feel all my blood being sucked out of me. Was I going to die? Hank looked up at me for a second and quickly said, “Will definitely understated about how you taste. I might just have to call off the boys and hog you to myself,” he shooed away most of them and then went down to my upper leg and began biting me through the gown. I wanted to shove him off, but my arms were too weak from blood loss. I was even more scared than when Will had come in my room the first time. I would be angrier than when I saw Drake flirting with those other girls, but I was in too much fright. Drake. I had to focus on him. I needed help from him, as much as I hated to admit it. But what would that do? There were at least ten of these guys. But wait, Drake was the future king. Hank had started to put his hand up my dress when all of a sudden, Drake burst in through the door, with his mother and father. Then, I blacked out.

 

Chapter 5: Regrets

When I woke up, I was in so much pain. My whole body felt tired. I had forgotten about that night, but remembered it because Amy came in. She came over to me and hugged me gently. “Amy, I was so scared,” I sobbed. She hugged me tighter, making sure that she didn’t hug me too tight. “Cassie, it’s a miracle you’re still alive,” she started to sob with me. “I know, I know.” “No you don’t. Do you know how many girls that bunch has killed? Or how many families they massacred?” I started to cry. She hugged me again. “If Drake hadn’t broken that spell that their sisters had put on him, you would’ve.” I stopped breathing, “Huh?” “Yea, those dark headed girls are witches. They do charm spells all the time.” I hesitated and sniffed. “It was my fault then. I should have died.” “Don’t say that.” “Well, it’s the truth.” “What are you talking about?” “Drake had warned me about the guys, but then he got interested in the girls. And I didn’t take him seriously about what he had said about the blonde-headed guys, because at that time, I didn’t believe anything that he had told me. And then Hank started sweet-talking me and all that then we went to his room and talked a bit, but that’s when he bit me and then all his friends came in, too. It was my fault, I should’ve died!” I nearly screamed through my sobs. “Cassie, listen to me, it wasn’t your fault. You saw the guy that you really like flirting with a bunch of girls. Then, you saw some hot guys, so you took your chance to make him jealous right back. It’s not your fault!” she exclaimed as she hugged me again. I realized what she was saying, but it made me feel even guiltier. “That’s how they feed, that’s how they aren’t skin and bones. They work together. The girls get the girl’s boyfriend or a potential one, as in your case, the girl sees the guy flirting then sees the guys sitting by themselves and she goes to them for comfort and the guys feed off of the girl and the girls feed off the guy. And it always works. You are the only one to not be killed.” “I didn’t even go over to them, Hank came to me though, and I agreed to go to his room with him, knowing what Drake had said,” I confessed. “To be honest with you, I would have too. I mean he was flattering you. Come on, you can’t tell me he wasn’t a hottie either.”  I smiled. How did Amy always know what to say? Drake then walked in the room and Amy left. “He has got to be mad at me for what I did. After he had told me about them, I still went. Oh, I know he’s mad at me.” I was relived when he came up, hugged, and then kissed me. “No, I’m not mad at you. You didn’t know that I was under a spell.” I smiled, “You’re not?” He laughed, “No I’m not. I’m just happy you remembered how to call me.” Before he had said anything, I started to feel nauseous and dizzy again. I brought my hand up to my forehead. I couldn’t hear anything. Drake had read my mind and he called for the Vampiric nurse. I could barely hear her say ‘need’ and ‘blood’. So I was dying. I couldn’t believe that I was actually about to die. I didn’t really expect to ever go back home. Heck, I didn’t want to; I had made plenty of friends here. I was brought back to realization when I saw the nurse by my bed. “How are you feeling?” she asked with a British accent. “Fine, I guess,” I replied. “Are you being completely honest? This is really important,” she commented gravely. “Yes, I’m fine,” I replied. Then, she left the room. I looked around the room that I was in. It was an off-whitish color, like a hospital room only darker. I looked around me, all of the other beds were unoccupied, and the walls were bare without any decoration. How long had it been since I left my house to look for Amy? How long had I been unconscious? As I was wondering about these questions, someone greeted me rather suspiciously. “You are Cassie, yes?” I nodded, who was this? “I am Doctor Vincent. I am taking you to the tower. You will follow me,” she demanded as she came over and grabbed hold of my wrists. “No thanks, I think I’ll just stay here,” I said as I tried to make her let go. Amy and Drake then burst into the room. “Who are you?” Drake asked demandingly. “Why, I am Doctor Vincent, do you not remember?” she answered. “Well, doctor, I do not believe that is the best way to transport a victim,” Amy boldly stated. Doctor Vincent gave her an evil look, “Well, I guess you are right deary, I think I need to go get something to drink, care to give me a tour?” Amy, seeing that she didn’t really have a choice, replied, “I would be delighted.” The two left the room. “You want me to go to some tower?” I asked. “Only for a little while, it’s to build up your strength,” he replied. I really didn’t want to go. Drake saw this and gave me a hug, “You’ll be back before you know it.” “Ok, I’ll go. But how far away is it?” “Not too far, if there’s any problems, just call,” he said as Amy and Doctor Vincent entered the room again. “Miss Cassie, give me your arm for a minute,” Doctor Vincent said. I held out my hand and winced as she gave me a shot, right where Will had first bitten me. Sensing Drake and Amy’s worry, Doctor Vincent stated, “It’s only a sleeping draught for the journey, the only way there is flying, and I don’t need to hear any whining as we travel. You understand, yes?” They nodded and led us out to the roof.

 

Chapter 6: Destination:

Middle of Nowhere

Drake and Amy waved us off, completely unknowing about what was about to be done to me. I hated this woman, she was hateful and rude. I looked at where we were going and hated what I saw. It was dark and the ground was fiery. No plants, no other sign of life. It looked slightly like what I had seen in that one dream. I looked back at the Vampiric Mansion, knowing that it was possible that I might not ever see it again. I slowly drifted to sleep. I woke up, wishing that I hadn’t. I was latched on a table in what looked like a laboratory. There was a rag in my mouth, I guess to keep me quiet. I tried to unlatch myself, but I could not. I noticed that the walls had blood spattered all over them, and I began to panic. I heard someone coming, so I pretended to be asleep. “So you say you think she has a totally different blood type?” I recognized the voice. It was the old woman who had brought me to this place. “I am almost positive,” said another familiar voice. “Uh-huh. Now how did you come across her?” the woman said, putting on a pair of gloves. “At a dinner banquet.” “I thought you and your friends were banished from there,” she said questioningly. “Well, it was a special occasion. This mortal broke from Willy’s trance, not once, but twice.” After he finished saying this, there was a clatter as the woman dropped a vile.  “Hmm, that is most unusual.” “In addition, she survived our attack,” he continued. “Aw, did she now? That’s too bad Jason, when was the last time you had one that survived your attack? You were on a big winning streak.” Jason…………… Jason I didn’t know him. I didn’t see him at the party. I heard footsteps coming closer to me. I felt a needle go through my wrist. I flinched, “Great, just what I need; now they’re going to know I’m awake.”  “She’s had quite a few bitings done to her wrist.” “Yes, that would be Willy. I specifically told the guys to only get the legs and arms, no joints.” “Lucky her, she shouldn’t have this wrist. I’d say one more biting then it would just fall off.” Jason came over to the table. The woman picked up my wrist and showed it to him. “Will needs to learn not to always torture his victims, one of these days, the victim is going to act dead, and he’ll fall for it, and they’re gonna whip around and kill him, just like that.” The woman took out the needle. “I’ll be in my room. I need to go over blood work. Her footsteps faded away. Jason’s footsteps followed her, but then stopped and came back toward me. Suddenly, he leaned over and kissed my forehead. He then quickly left. I was dazed. Did that just happen? There were a lot of rats. “I hate rats. I never wanna see another one.” One got my attention by climbing up the shelves. I looked at the rat as he fell several times. “Well, at least I have some form of entertainment.” I then fell asleep. Whenever I woke up, I pretended to be asleep. My arms and legs ached. I quickly looked at them before they came back. They were a dark red. “What happened to me?” I heard the door creaked open, so I went back to pretending to be asleep again. I heard Jason’s footsteps coming closer to me, and then he quickly left. “How do I know whose footsteps those were? I shouldn’t even be able to hear footsteps; the floor is covered in moss.” The questions soon left me as the two came in the room. ‘Dr.Vincent’ came closer to me. “Did you find her like this?” “Yea. I just came in a few minutes ago.” “Hmm……… this is most puzzling. I gave her a strong dose of anti-movement to prevent just this.” “What are you thinking?” “I am thinking that we need to move her to a more suitable room. There are too many rats.” “But, Aunt Vincent, how are we going to move her? You put on a lot of latches.” “Jason, you are strong enough. If you want to find out something better than immortality, then you best move her out of here,” she said as she left the room. Jason tried to start with the middle ones, but he couldn’t fit his hands through. He looked me over and decided that it wasn’t because I was overweight. “God, she latched these too tight. He then tried the bottom ones, which I really didn’t like. Every time he would try, it tickled me, and it was hard not to just laugh out loud. He tried every single latch at least five times. After a while, he sat on the stool and rested a while. My feet slightly moved when I felt something fall on them. I tried to look at it, but I couldn’t get my head to move to where I could see. The thing was climbing up my leg. I started to toss and turn because I was getting flashbacks from that dream. Jason must’ve dozed off, or else he would have done something. I tossed and turned to the point where my upper right shoulder began to bleed. He of course woke up suddenly at the smell of fresh blood and came over to shush me. He noticed the rat and suddenly said, “Willy, you know better than to come on my aunt’s property.” He went over to the only window and threw him out. I stopped tossing and turning and quieted down. I looked at my shoulder; the blood was showing through my shirt. Jason came over and tore my shirtsleeve to where the wound was exposed. Surprisingly, he didn’t reach down and bite me. He threw the shirtsleeve out the window. I suddenly started to cough. And it was painful because of the latches. Another thing was the rag in my mouth that I couldn’t get out that was probably causing the coughing. He came over to me and took the rag out. I sighed quietly; it felt good to not be able to taste the old rag. He combed my hair with his fingers. He then left. I breathed in and began to cough again. I thought that it would go away after a while. But ten minutes later, I was still coughing. Even thirty minutes after that I was still coughing. I tried to stop myself whenever Vincent came back in to get some more blood for testing, but I couldn’t. She looked over the latches and easily got them unlatched. “Fool of a boy, all he needed to do was to look under the table. She shouted for Jason. I continued to cough. Jason soon entered the room. “How did you unlatch it?” he asked. “Follow me,” she said leading him over to me. She then noticed the wound. “What happened?” I saw the same rat, Will, climbing up through the window. I began to toss and turn again. I fell off of the table, but Jason had caught me. “What in Dracula’s name is going on!” she shouted. “I’ll explain it later; let’s get out of here first.” “No, I want to know now!” “It’s kinda hard when I’m trying to hold on to a girl when her attacker is here!” We then took me to a different room and laid me down on a comfortable couch. I slowly calmed down. “Now what is all this nonsense about Will being here?” “Willy’s in his rat body and he’s here.” “How do you know?” “One, she’s having these tantrums, two, she’s been sleeping a lot, three, do you remember when Willy and I got into that fight?” “The pranks fight?” “Yea and I bleached a part of his hair. He has a little light patch of fur on his back when he’s in his rat state.” I started to cough again, so I put my hand over my mouth instinctively. “Why has she been coughing like that?” Jason asked. “It could be from where she wounded herself with the latches.” “But it started before she wounded herself.” “Well then I honestly don’t know.” I stopped coughing and fell asleep. My hand fell to the floor. Because of the impact, it started to bleed a little. “Hold on, if she had another attacker then there would the tossing and turning for Will, and then a different sign for the other one,” she said suspiciously. “It could not have been me; I wasn’t in there with you.” “True.” I started to cough again suddenly. “Kill that rat.” “Why?” “That’s probably what it is. William got himself some new friends.” Jason quickly stabbed the rat with a knife. I stopped coughing. “You are getting good at that. Maybe you should go and do that to the other rats in there. Well I am going back to bed. Good night.”

 

Chapter 7: Bat!

“Ok, I’ll see you tomorrow then. I think I’m going to go to bed too.” Vincent then left the room. Jason gently picked me up. I sighed quietly and rubbed my eyes with my hands. Then, I put my arms around him to make sure I wouldn’t fall. He set me down on a comfortable bed. For the first time since I had been here, I spoke, “Where am I?” “You’re in the middle of nowhere in a desert,” he answered as he sat down beside me. “Oh,” I sighed. We were both silent for a moment. “Are you and Vincent going to kill me?” I asked. “Not purposely,” he joked. “Do I know you? You look familiar.” “You met one of my brothers. We all have blonde hair. Only, he’s a whole lot more mean and rude.” “Hank. That was his name,” I said without even thinking about it. “I never thought I would say his name again.” “Don’t let him get you down. He could’ve done worse.” “Well of course you’re going to side with him. You don’t even know what I have been through,” I said looking down at the floor. He hugged me. “I know I don’t. I should not have said anything about that. Cassie, you’ve been through a lot of things that even vampires haven’t had to.” “So you promise you all aren’t going to kill me?” “We promise.” I looked up at the ceiling and suddenly saw a bat. He followed my gaze. “Don’t worry about him, he’s as harmless as a flee.” “I don’t like bats. No offense or anything.” “Why would I be offended?” “Well, I always thought that the bat was like your icon.” He laughed, “Nope. So far, Dracula is the only one that chose the bat.” “Oh,” I said, not completely believing him. I combed my hair with my fingers. My hair had gotten long and now it was curly. “Wow, my hair has changed. It used to be shorter and straight.” He watched me and then asked. “Cassie, can I ask you a question?” “Well, you already did, so I suppose.” “Ok, do you like Drake?” I hesitated then, “Yes, we were pretty close.” “Ok, making sure you were ok.” I was confused. “Huh?” “Well, if you’re a girl and you don’t like Drake, then something is wrong.” I smiled, “So I passed?” “Yes, you passed,” he said as he hugged me. I yawned quietly. “You sleepy?” “Yes I am. It has been a long day. How long have I been here?” “I’d say about two weeks.” “Wow, really?” “Yep.” “Well, where do I sleep?” I asked. “You can have the bed; Dracula knows how uncomfortable that table was.” I giggled. “One rule: try not to toss and turn because I’m a light sleeper.” I smiled, “Ok.” He leaned over and kissed me and then went over to the sofa. I got under the covers and drifted asleep. I started to wake up, but instead of waking up in a big comfortable bed, I woke up on a stone floor. I winced as I felt my side. “What happened? Where am I? How did I get here?” I felt my forehead; I had a big knot on it. I looked around, and the last thing I saw before I passed out was a gigantic bat changing into a human. I woke up again, still on a floor of stone. I gasped as I saw the thing from the night before flying in the sky. Two seconds later, he was in its’ human state and standing right in front of me. I stepped back as he stepped closer to me. “Welcome to my castle, Miss Cassie.” he said stepping closer to me. I stepped back farther until I hit the wall. I put my hands on the wall as I prepared myself for what he was about to do. He turned my head to the side and smiled. “My children did not lie when they said you had a beautiful neck. Let’s see if they lied about how you taste.” He looked into my eyes then back down at my neck then bit me. I screamed surprisingly quiet, even though it hurt so badly. He stopped for a minute and forced his head back. “How could a mortal have such a taste?” He then went back to my neck and bit me again. I tried to push him off, but that just seemed to make it worse. I fell to the floor after what seemed eternity and he stopped and flew away. I felt my neck and screamed quietly then either passed out or fell asleep. I shortly woke up, but I was back in the comfortable bed. “What the heck? Was that all a dream?” Did I dare feel my neck to see? I slowly brought my hand up to my neck and gasped. It hadn’t been a dream. I looked around for Jason. I saw him lying on the couch. I acted like I was asleep and picked the scab on my neck. It worked; he quickly got up to see what was making the smell. I had planned on wailing for show, but it was actually really hurting! I started to wail and he came over to see what the matter was. He leaned down and kissed me and left. I thought that he was going to come back with Vincent but he didn’t. I sighed and got myself up out of the comfortable bed. I needed to get back to the Mansion, before I went completely insane. I tried to concentrate on Drake, Amy, even the King and Queen, but nothing worked. They were too far away. I put my hands over my ears as I began having flash backs of the night before. I even began to scream, the visions were horrible! I looked up in the rafters of the ceiling and screamed louder as I saw the giant bat heading for me. I quickly got under the bed in hopes that it would be too big to fit under. I yelled in pain as it stabbed my leg with one of its wings. It was trying to pull me out! I grabbed hold of the bed post and held on for life. The pain in my leg began to make me cry. It continued to pull, causing the bed to go with me. It then took its wing out of my leg quickly which caused me to wince through my tears. I sighed as I listened for a sign of the thing then screamed as I saw it jump in front of the bed where it used to be. It changed to its human form and made me let go of the bedpost and got me out from under the bed. I continued to cry as the pain in my leg got sharper and sharper. I tried to stand up to open the door, but collapsed. He leaned over me and was forcing me to kiss him. I tried and tried again to push him off of me, but I couldn’t. I started slapping his arms, but he just held them down with his hands. He stopped for a minute and cut his wrist and forced it in my mouth. I cried harder as I felt him slowly ripping my shirt.  He suddenly was pushed off by some people. I tried to get a good look at the person that had attacked the attacker, but could not. I looked over at the door and saw the King, the Queen, and Amy. The person that had pushed him off asked if I could see anything at all. I tried to say no but I just groaned. He then picked me up gently and we all left.

 

Chapter 8: An Evil Plan Revealed

I flinched as I felt a needle go in my wrist, after that, I soon fell out of consciousness. I woke up expecting to still be in that comfortable bed, expecting that it all had been an awful nightmare. I was somewhat disappointed as I noticed that I was in a bed, but an even more comfortable one. My neck had apparently been cleaned up, but nevertheless, I felt two puncture wounds. Someone came in the door. I looked closer, it was Drake!  I started to get up, but quickly laid back down as I felt a sharp pain. He ran over to me and kissed me. I hugged him, “I never want to go back to that place!” I began to sob as I got flashbacks of the event. “We should have never have turned you over to her care, she’s a maniac,” he said. “How?” I said confused. “She has been looking for a way to make vampires completely immortal.” “But I thought they already were.” “They are, except one thing: we can’t walk in sunlight.” “Well how would I………” I drifted off, “Oh.” He nodded and sat beside me. “You are different than other humans. You have survived multiple attacks from multiple vampires. You alone are invulnerable to our attacks.” “But that’s a good thing, isn’t it?” “In most circumstances yes, in this one, no.” “Why?” “Because, they were going to interbreed you with your last attacker.” My mouth dropped open, “But, but, how could they do that? I mean they weren’t gonna do what I’m thinking they were.” He nodded. “That’s completely, completely absurd. I would never have………” I began to sob as I remembered the last attack. I didn’t have to do anything. He looked up at me and hugged me. I looked down and began to cry softly. He pulled me against him and held me while trying to shush me. I looked back at all that had happened to me since that night that I had gone to meet up with Amy. What if I hadn’t gone off looking for her? Would there be a different person with the same blood type? What if I couldn’t have overcome Will? Would he have ruined all hopes of the vampires’ dream to walk in sunlight? What would happen to her if this thing did happen? “You ask yourself too many questions, Cassie,” Drake said as brought me out of curiosity. “I can’t help but wonder what would…” I trailed off. Drake had kissed me and let his tongue slip in. “Don’t even think about that. Not for a second,” he said before kissing me again. I smiled and kissed him back and we continued making out until he heard Amy calling him down. He sighed and left me to the questions I was thinking about before. What if I had went along with the whole vampires walking in sunlight thing? Would it be that bad? Sure there would be the baddies, but there were mortals who were bad, too. One thing was for sure. If I had gone through with it, Drake could have walked out and met my parents and everything. There could be walks on the beach during the afternoon. There could be the sweet smell of garlic on the spaghetti sauce. I stopped asking me theses questions. I remembered what exactly I would have had to do. There was no way I was going to go and do that. I would never do that willingly, ever. And that was a solemn promise I made to myself. Drake came back with a downright agitated face. “What’s wrong?” I asked sensing the anger. He hesitated. “Will has disappeared.” “Sorry, but I thought he was like a traitor to your kind. Why is this so bad?” I asked confused. “He…… he left a note,” he continued. I looked at him questioningly. He shook his head. “You have too much to worry about right now. You don’t need troubled by this, too.” I looked at him questioningly then nodded. I didn’t even want to know what the note said. Drake kissed me then left to answer his father’s calling. Even though I don’t want to know, I need to know what that note says. I got off the bed and surprisingly was able to walk over to the door. I pushed against it and even more surprisingly, it opened. I peeked out and looked down the halls. Everyone was at some meeting; I could hear their voices through the wall. I rubbed my forehead, how was I able to push the door open, how was I able to hear voices through a wall? I shook off the thought that was now on my mind and went over to the wall.

 

Chapter 9: Dracula??

“She’s too young for those maniacs to try to do that,” said a voice. “Since when do they wait for time? They don’t care what might happen to her, they just want the perfect immortal,” said the Queen. So this meeting was all about me. “You do all realize how this jeopardizes us, don’t you? The people that are trying to pull this off are going to try to get their prize back,” the first voice said. “And do you forget who we have here? Let those lab rats try to come if they want their prize back,” a woman’s voice stated. “Is it really true that they think they found the remains of Dracula and brought him back?” Drake asked. I heard a loud gasp. “My dear boy, wherever did you hear that?” an elder asked. “Uncle, you know that I read minds now, correct?” Drake asked. “Of course, but it’s not possible ………………………it can’t be,” he said. “I think that they have brought Him back. It would all make sense that way,” Drake continued. “We did see whoever the attacker was the last time, changing into a bat…………” Amy said hesitantly. “Could it not be possible for another to choose the shape of a bat?” a second woman’s voice asked. “No, the bat shape was forever banned after Dracula,” the King answered. There was a long silence. “If I say I do believe all of this, what does that mean for Miss Cassie?” Drake’s uncle queried. “It means that she needs to stay safe, away from all windows, and so forth,” the nurse stated. “Has she…………that is, has she tasted his blood?” an elder asked. There was another long eerie silence. “It’s hard to tell,” Drake answered. I felt my whole body go cold. There was a white fog arising over the hallway. I walked back to my room, although it was very slow. The fog followed me. I heard from the hallway, a bunch of commotion. I laid down on my bed and saw the fog disappear slowly, but not before the King, Queen, and everyone else from the meeting saw it. There was a loud hiss and then the fog disappeared. I rubbed my eyes and looked at everyone that I hadn’t seen until now. Some looked like people that I had seen when I had went out jogging at night. One even looked like a person that had been a dj at the club I sometimes went to. They were all looking at me intently, as if expecting something. I suddenly heard a voice in my head, “Is she going to act like this was some kind of joke or was that really Dracula’s fog?” Did I just read someone’s mind? I rubbed my eyes again and asked, “Since when does fog follow people around? Since when is fog that white?” Nearly everyone left after I asked. “Since I have walked this earth my child,” said the voice of whoever had attacked me.

 

Chapter 10: Powers and

More Nightmares

I looked around for where the voice had come from. “What are you looking for Cassie?” asked Amy. “I heard a voice,” I said hesitantly. Amy looked at me questioningly then looked at Drake who was also puzzled. I rubbed my cheeks and shook my head, “It wasn’t anything, never mind.” Amy nodded and then left. Drake came over to the bed and clasped his hand in mine. “What is going on?” I asked bluntly. “Cassie, did you really hear a voice?” he asked. I nodded, “I can push that door open, too,” I continued, “I can hear through walls…………” I said quietly. He said hesitatingly, “You heard the meeting. Didn’t you?”  I nodded, “I didn’t mean to………………What’s happening to me?” I said changing the subject. I heard an evil chuckle and looked up at the ceiling. Drake followed my gaze, “Cassie nothing is up there, I promise.” He hugged me tightly as I continued to hear the evil chuckling. Drake was trying to read my mind, I could tell. I put my hands over my ears and shook my head. The chuckling turned into a hysterical laugh. “Make it stop!” I nearly screamed. Then it got very quiet and I was in some type of garden. It was dark, and there was a silver fog over the grass. The rosebushes looked so beautiful with their bright red charm. I was wearing some type of tea party dress or something of that sort and my hair was curly and down past my shoulders. I looked around the garden and sat down on the beautiful fountain of a Greek Goddess. When I looked down at the fountain’s water, I saw my reflection, only it looked so much more beautiful then when it had before. The water was so dark though, it started giving me goose bumps. I stood up and shook off the goose bumps and walked around to the back patio. I gasped as I saw a beautiful hedge maze. The hedges had candles within them which gave them a gorgeous look. Without thinking, I started walking through the maze. It was truly a breathtaking sight with the hedges and all. I sat down on a bench in the maze and started to think. “Where am I? Is this place actually real? Where could everyone else be? Was this all a dream?” I looked down in a fountain that was near the bench and continued to ponder all the thoughts. Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder, “So what’s your excuse for not being at the party?” “Excuse me?” I asked, trying not to sound rude. “You know the party. The party that everyone is supposed to attend to feed on the anointed mortal,” he answered. I hesitated then replied, “I like it better out here.” He sniffed and then said, “Hold on a second, you’re not a vampire.” I combed out my hair then stepped back. “Are you the anointed one?” I quickly replied, “Why would I be the anointed one. And what’s your excuse for not being at the party?” I took another step back as he stepped toward me. “Because I needed a midnight snack,” he said hissing. I turned around and felt him grab my wrist. His grip loosened and I bolted toward the maze. “So you are the undying mortal, Cassie,” I heard his voice. I didn’t even know which way I was even turning. “Whoa, they weren’t kidding when they said that you had picked up some vampire traits. You know I’m gonna catch you though, so can’t we just do this the easy way?” I turned a corner and nearly fainted……………………dead end. “Please, it won’t hurt but for a second.” Not having an idea what I was doing, I walked into the hedge. “Cassie. Cassie……………Cassie!!!! Cassie wake up!!!!!” I rubbed my forehead. That was all a dream? There was no way. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. My mouth dropped as I saw my mother. What in the world was happening?! “Rise and shine sleepy head. Your father, brother, and sister are all downstairs waiting for you to join us at dinner,” my mother said. I looked around my room and saw all the things as they were before. “Dinner?” it felt like breakfast time. “Yes. You came home after a walk and have been out like a rock. It’s nearly 8 o’clock. Cassie, come on before dinner gets cold.” I got off my bed and followed her downstairs. Everyone was sitting at the table which had turkey, mashed potatoes, corn, gravy, and banana pudding. I sat in a seat and asked, “What’s the occasion?” “Nothing, just thought like cooking a lot this afternoon,” my mother answered. The doorbell rang as I began getting corn. My father went to go answer the door after he had gotten some turkey. The next thing that happened seemed to be playing in my mind in slow motion. After I heard father open the door, I could hear him say, “What the devil?!” Then I heard his neck snap in two and his body hit the floor with a thump that made the ceiling chandelier fall. My mother took David in her arms and held onto Ginger’s little hand. I saw Will jump out from the hallway and go after them. My whole body was petrified. I tried to move and maybe distract him while the rest of my family could escape, but could hardly even breathe. This could not actually be happening. It couldn’t. It was impossible. I grimaced as he took David and quickly snapped his neck. I shut my eyes as I saw Will beginning to bite my mother, then Ginger’s neck. After he got done, he looked at me and said, “Good taste must run in your family.” I shuddered and took a step back. “Cassie, when will you learn that you cannot outsmart me because no matter where you go,” he disappeared, “I can find you,” he whispered in my ear as he reappeared behind me. He grabbed my arms with one hand and pinned them behind my back. With his other hand, he began brushing my hair away from my neck. I began to cry quietly as I felt his hot breath on my skin on my neck. “Cassie…………Cassie…………Cassie wake up!” Was that Amy’s voice I was hearing? God please let it be Amy’s voice!

 

Chapter 11: Anointed What?

I sat up and hugged Amy very tightly. I cried in her shoulder for what seemed forever. She suddenly made me stop and held me by my shoulders. I wiped away all my tears and told myself to get over the nightmares, they were only nightmares and that was all. Then again how could I know that my family was all ok? I had been here for months now, possibly even a year. “Cassie…………your family is all fine,” Amy said. “Oh wow, you can read minds now, too.” “And apparently so can you.” I looked at Amy and nodded. I could read minds now. “But how can I know for sure?” I asked. “Because we have someone making sure of it,” she answered. “Amy…………it’s not Will, right?” I asked. “No! Will has been banished from our clan. Don’t even worry about him,” she answered quickly. I nodded. After a moment or two’s silence I asked, “What is the anointed one?” “The what one?” she replied. “The anointed one. It was in my first nightmare. It had something to do with me and the anointed one,” I continued. Amy’s face got a little paler as she went answered wisely, “The anointed one is supposedly the perfect immortal. They have all the benefits of the vampire kind…………and the benefits of the mortal kind.” I nodded, “Am I this so called ‘anointed’ one then?” “You can’t actually tell. This anointed one is supposed to have immortal strength, better senses, such as hearing, seeing, and tasting, and be able to fly. They are also supposed to be able to grow to a certain age, stop aging for eternity, enjoy the sunlight, and be able to have more human emotions.” I bit my lip and replied quietly, “So what is supposed to happen to this anointed one?” Amy hesitated, “Cassie, you honestly don’t need to be worrying about this. You have enough on your mind as it is.” I stood up and replied, “Do you think Will thinks I have enough on my mind? Or Dracula? Wait I already know what happens to the anointed one. All the vampires of the clan who finds him/her all have a little feast on him/her. Isn’t that right?” I paused then looked down at feet and said quietly, “Why me?” I hugged myself and continued to ask myself that. Amy stood up and hugged me tightly, “It’s not like anyone in our clan will do anything. That’s why we are keeping you here.” “So I am this anointed person?” I said through my sobs. “It’s a suspicion that might have crossed the elders minds……………” she answered slowly. “That’s what the whole Dr. Vincent thing was all about wasn’t it? And even the blonde guys. By the way one of them happened to be Dr. Vincent’s assistants and nephew,” I said, saying the last part more quietly. Amy gasped then hugged me tighter. “Amy, I need to know what that note from Will said,” I said slowly. Amy nodded and handed me the note then nodded and left. I opened the envelope and began reading:

Brother,

So, looks like we both actually have a thing for the ‘anointed one’. No big deal, you can have your fun. But, hope you know that she has brought a ‘friend’ with her from the maniac Vincent’s lab. Turns out that the science geeks have actually brought Him back. Its crazy isn’t it. Now she has three vamps that have a thing for her. What could our kind be coming to? Hmm, there was something else I was gonna write to you about. Now what was it? Oh yea, I’ve made some friends in high places, first of all the new and improved Dracula seems to be on my side. But who actually knows what he could be thinking, except of course his victims. Oh yea that would be Cassie wouldn’t it? Second of all, do you remember that one guy? The guy that could control dreams, thoughts, and that kinda sort? Well anyway his name is Kingly; turns out he had a bad run with the mortal cops and I helped him out a bit. Let’s just say, watch your back. Hope you can entertain your new guest. Oh yea, and as for Cassie, you know that she will start to miss her family, especially after she has this nightmare that Kingly and I cooked up. Oh one more thing before I go, by the time you read this, Cassie will probably have already had her first nightmare. It’s all about the last anointed one that our neighboring clan had captured. It’s personally my favorite. Well I don’t really intend to ever return, maybe once Dracula takes care of the goodie-goodies. Then I believe I will take MY prize back. You should know what or who that is.

Goodbye Forever,

William

 

Chapter 12: A Good Laugh

Oh, so now I’m a prize? I rolled my eyes. I opened the door, having no clue what I was going to do or where I was going to go. I just knew that I was……………… well mad would be an understatement. I listened carefully for anything to hear. I felt someone following me, so I turned around and began to punch. I stopped midway as I realized it was Drake. I sighed in relief and smuggled into him. I sniffed and said, “You’re hurt.” “It’s not like I’m about to die,” he said trying to be his usual joking self. I gave him a sarcastic look and took off his jacket. “Oh my god! What happened?” I said as I looked at his gash in his shoulder. I put one hand over my mouth and led him to the bathroom. I told him to sit on the stool as I got a bucket of warm water and a towel. I came back and asked again, this time more sincerely, “What happened?” I began soaking the towel in the water. He hesitated, “Well there’s this guy who can create dreams and such………” I cut him off, “Kingly…………I know Amy let me read the letter.” He breathed deeply and I hugged him gently, “I needed to know. And you don’t need to be worrying if I find things out.” He smiled, “You always were the one to find things out weren’t you.” I smiled back and kissed him. He kissed back, but I said, “We need to get you cleaned up. Vampire or not, you lose blood too.” He chuckled as I reached down to grab the towel. “This might sting a little,” I said. He nodded. I slowly put the hot towel over his shoulder. He groaned quietly. “So what happened?” I asked trying to get his mind off his shoulder. It had worked and he smiled. “Well, I found Kingly down in one of the dungeons. And before I had even realized that it was Kingly, he stabbed me with one of his claws.” Now I was confused. Claws? Was this guy some kind of lobster? I laughed. “Grr, I can’t read your mind anymore, tell me what’s funny.” “Well you said claws, and the first thing that comes to mind with claws is, well a lobster,” I began giggling at myself. “A lobster?” he asked as he began laughing. I nodded, still giggling. When I went to grab the towel, he pulled me close and kissed me. “You are too funny, Cassie. Seriously. A lobster?” I giggled again, “Leave me alone, I’m blonde and it’s been awhile since I had an anatomy class.” “You mean biology?” I scratched my head, “I dunno, the one where you study animals.” “Yea, that’s biology,” he then began laughing again. “Ok, ok. It wasn’t that funny………” I said jokingly. “It still is.” “Ok, maybe it is,” I said as I grabbed the towel from his shoulder. As I reached down to put the towel in the bucket, he grabbed me from behind and made it to where I was sitting on his lap. I leaned on his good shoulder as he held me in his arms. “So what exactly is Kingly? I mean if he isn’t a giant, land-living lobster, then what is he?” He laughed again and answered, “Now that I think of it, he did resemble a lobster in a way. He had those beady black eyes too. A cross between lobster and turtle?” I giggled. “So a slow, green, lobster?” We both laughed. “Why are you always so happy?” he asked randomly. “Why am I so happy? I dunno. Bunch of reasons I guess.” “Seriously though, I have never seen anyone so happy. Especially in your case, I mean come on, you have two killers that want you, you have no idea about your family, and look at all that you have been through.” I smiled. “Wow that is a lot to not be happy about. But one, I don’t care about those other two killers that want me, because they can’t have me. Two, Amy told me that they had someone watching my family for me. And three, how many girls do you know that actually managed to do all that I have done. It makes me feel even more special. I mean……………………I beat Will in his trance multiple times, and I overcame Dracula. You know how smart that makes me feel? And oh my god, I’m hyper!” I said as I bounced in his lap. He laughed again. “Oh yea and do you know many vampires I know that actually laugh that much? Am I that funny?” I giggled as I continued to bounce in his lap. “Yes you are,” he said as he stopped me from bouncing and kissed me. I kissed him back and put my arms around him, accidentally hitting his sore shoulder. “Oh, sorry!” I said. He just smiled. “Ok, for real now, we have got to get that cleaned up.” I bent down to grab the towel as he playfully kicked behind my knees. I turned around and said, “So what happened to Mr. Lobster?” I quickly put the towel back on as he laughed again, “Well, he couldn’t exactly run because his claw was still in me, so eventually help came and he was removed from my shoulder.” I smiled as I sat on his lap facing him. I put my hands behind my back on his knees and said, “I just now realized how tall you really are.” He shifted his knees and I nearly fell, “Oh, that was a cheap shot,” I said as I poked his side. “Looks who talking about cheap shots,” he said as he shifted his knees again. I actually did fall that time, but he caught me with his good arm, “Whoops, ok, no more of that.” I smiled and got back in the position I was in before. “Gosh you are still sitting taller than I am, and I’m on your lap.” I pouted playfully and he smiled. He smiled then leaned down and started kissing me. I smiled and kissed him back. He began rubbing my back as he started making out with me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and went with it. After about twenty or so minutes of making out, the towel on his injured shoulder began slipping. I stopped kissing back and bit his lower lip playfully then got off his lap and took the towel off. He gave me a pout that looked too cute.

 

Chapter 13: Nightmare

Relived

I heard someone running down the corridor and peeked out the door. “She’s been here long enough as it is……………… and her parents, they must be worried sick about her,” I heard a voice whispering. “She knows far too much about us……… if she were to tell anyone……………” “Well we can’t just let her go on living here, she’s getting to comfortable with our kind,” another voice said. I closed the door and leaned against it. “They don’t want me to be here anymore,” I said quietly. Drake sat quietly. There was a knock on the door and I went into one of the stalls as he opened the door. “There you are, we have been looking all over for you, we’re having a feast in honor of you for defeating Kingly,” said a woman’s voice. “Sorry, I was just washing up,” he replied. “Well come on, don’t keep the guests waiting,” the voice said again. The woman then turned on her heel and left. I opened the stall and said, “A party? Do I get to go?” He chuckled and smiled, “It could be arranged.” I smiled and kissed him and left the bathroom quietly to go and get ready. I tiptoed to my room and looked at the dress that was laid out on my bed. It looked so familiar. It was a light blue tea party dress. I dismissed the thought and quickly changed. I slipped on the blue matching shoes, grabbed the jacket, brushed out my hair, and walked quickly to the dining room. The dining room didn’t look as majestic as it had during the first feast. On the contrary, it looked well……… gloomy. The walls were all done in a pretty blue and had lilac purple designs on them. It looked pretty and all, but it just put me in a depressing mood. The only lights were coming from the blue and purple ones, which didn’t help that much. I looked around for Drake or Amy, but could hardly see my hand in front of my face. Suddenly, I didn’t feel as if this was the feast that Drake had been talking about. I felt as if I was lost or something. I went back to what I thought was the entrance, but came to find out it was a solid wall. Unexpectedly, I began to get a headache. I tried to concentrate on my developing vampire senses to find out where I was. I made my way across the floor and went outside to what turned out to be a beautiful patio. I rubbed my forehead and looked around. There were beautiful rose hedges with candles inside of them. I walked around to the side of the patio and took a seat on a water fountain. As I looked down at the dark water in it, I gasped. I remembered all of it: the tea party dress, the hedges with candles, the maze, and now the water fountain. Then I remembered the guy, so I hid behind the fountain. I listened closely for anything and everything. It was eerie quiet. Then a guy showed up. At first, he looked nothing like he had in the dream, but after awhile, he had transformed completely. “Drat, must be running early. How early could I be though? Guess I should’ve gotten a snack first.” I heard a twig snap and he had too apparently, for he had disappeared. Out of the darkness, a girl about my age appeared. She had straight, golden hair down to her shoulders. Instantly, I was jealous. The guy I had seen moments ago reappeared and came up to her casually, “What’s a lovely thing like you doing out here all alone?” “Well, you see, my boyfriend went to get us some drinks, but he disappeared on me.” “How awful. Shame on him for leaving you out here for creatures of the night.” “He said he’d be right back, but that was awhile ago,” she said curling her hair with her fingers. “Say, what’s your boyfriend’s name by chance?” “Ricky. Ricky Reynolds.” I heard him chuckle and say, “He’s always been the one to make the girl chase.” “Pardon?”  “Tell you what, if you go through that maze right through there, he’ll be at the end,” he had turned on his heel and went to go back inside. “Through there? By myself?” There was a wolf’s howl in the distance. “You’re not scared are you?” “No! Well, maybe a little………… ok I’m terrified.” “Tell you what, I’ll go through with you to the middle, but then you’re on your own.” There was another howl, only closer. “All right screw it. You wait here and I’ll go get Ricky.” “Ok,” she replied. She sat down on the water fountain that I was hiding behind as he started through the maze. I couldn’t help myself so I said, “Excuse me, do you know where the exit is of this place?” I stood up and brushed off my dress. “Oh, you scared me,” she replied. “Sorry, I have the tendency to do that.” “It’s all right. What’s your name?” “Cass……… I mean Jessica.” “Pretty name, now what did you ask?” “Where the exit is. I’m afraid I’ve gotten lost.” She laughed and said, “Pretty easy to get lost in this place isn’t it? Um, I’m not sure about where the exit might be. Maybe the person who went to go get Ricky would know.” “Well, the thing is, is that he has this thing for me, but I don’t really like him.” “Why in the world not? He seems like a nice guy.” “Things aren’t always what they seem. Well if you don’t know, I’m gonna go ahead and look for the exit.” “You’re gonna leave me here?” “Well you thought you were alone before.” Before she could reply, Ricky and the other guy had appeared at the end of the hedges. “There you are Alice. Who’s your friend?” “Oh, this is Jessica. Where did you go?” Ricky looked me up and down. “I had an errand or two to run,” he said as he hugged Alice tightly and checked me out again. “I don’t think I trust this, Jessica.” “Now Kyle, that’s fine if you don’t trust her, Jessica here is a friend of mine. So hands off.” Kyle had approached me and caressed my chin. Ricky snarled at him and Kyle ran off inside back to the party. “You know Ricky, Jessica? Why didn’t you tell me?” Alice asked. “Alice, it’s been awhile since me and Jessica have talked, do you mind staying here while we go for a walk?” Ricky asked. “Oh alright,” she answered as she sat on the water fountain. Once we had gotten out of earshot from Alice, Ricky said, “I know just as much as you do that you’re no vampire.” “Did I ever say I was?” I asked. “And you may not know it, but we do know each other,” he said dismissing the subject of vampires. I stared at him blankly, “Huh?” “Don’t you remember me? Think back 10 years ago.” I thought back to when I was six years old. Then, I remembered, “R………” I said quietly. He grinned, “You do remember.” “I remember the last time you had come; you nearly scared my mother to death.” “Did I now? Sorry to hear that. Ok, enough dwelling on the past though, why are you here? Any vampire that sees you would make you a dessert. Or worse, think you were somebody they were looking for.” “The anointed one,” I said in a quiet whisper. He looked up and asked, “What did you just say?” “The anointed one. That’s who there looking for.” “How do you know that information, that’s very confidential?” I looked at him sadly. He nodded. “So we have to get you out of here.” “First of all where is here? I thought I was in the Dining Hall of the Vampiric Mansion.” “Someone probably made it to me an alternate dimension so that you would end up here.” “So how can I go back to the Mansion?” “By following this maze to the very end. When you get to any fork in the maze take a right. Once you get to the end of the maze, you’ll be in the courtyard of the mansion.” “It’s that easy?” He shook his head. “In order for it to work properly, you have to really want to go there. You have to have the mansion’s courtyard in your mind throughout the maze. If you get sidetracked for even a second, that’s another minute that you have to travel in the maze. Don’t think about anything that may harm you, or it will. And I think that that is it.” “Complicated. Who came up with it?” “No idea. But I have to get back to Alice before Kyle gets to her. Cya Cassie.” I hugged him tightly. “Answer one question for me……………… Why didn’t you ever come back?” He hugged me back. “Because I knew that what was in store for you in the future and I didn’t want your family in any danger by attracting others.” I nodded as he turned around and went back to Alice.

 

Chapter 14: Treacherous Journey

I looked at the maze in front of me, too scared to even think about what could happen to me.  As I took my first step into the maze, it immediately felt colder. I went to take a step back expecting to be back in front of it. But to my utter shock and disappointment, I could feel the hedge behind me. “Alright,” I said to myself, “looks like I don’t have a choice now.” So, I walked. And walked. And walked. And walked. And walked. And walked. And walked some more. After what seemed forever, I heard a twig snap. I quickly turned around, but saw nothing. I gave my self a reassuring chuckle and turned back around. Then I felt something scratch by my ankle. I whimpered as I felt something slither over my foot. I looked down, but saw nothing. “Come on Cassie, pull yourself together,” I said to myself. I continued forward and looked at the hedge to my right. What I saw was unbelievable, it was almost like a big flat-screen like at the movies, only it had choppy images. I heard a wolf’s howl. I started to panic, but remembered what Ricky had said. I could only hope that he hadn’t lied about it. I tried to stay on the path, best I could. I looked back to the hedges to the right and to my horror, saw Dracula’s face. I quickly looked back forward as I heard something fly over my head. “He can’t hurt me, just like R said,” I said as I took a deep breath and continued. I couldn’t but to be distracted. It was harder than what R had said it would be. I saw a pond and decided to catch my breath. Sitting down by the pond, I did feel a lot calmer. Then I heard singing and it was coming from the pond. It sounded nice so I leaned in closer without thinking. Just when I was about to get back up, a creature that surprisingly looked like a mermaid tried to drown me. I quickly scrambled up and didn’t look back as I continued walking. I started to walk quicker as the clouds covered the moon, making it impossible for me to see anything. After awhile of walking in complete darkness, I walked right into a hedge. I stepped back and felt another hedge. “Okay…… I’m confused,” I said to myself as I felt for a way that wasn’t blocked. I felt around frantically until I finally found a gap. It was small, but nonetheless, it was a gap. After the moon became unblocked, I felt a lot better knowing which way I was going. I tried to remember what all R had said, but as time wore on, it was getting harder and harder to concentrate. I noticed that the path I was walking on seemed to be getting slimmer and slimmer. It was getting to the point to where I could hardly fit. I thought for sure that the path was going to go down to nothing, when I walked back onto a broader path. I was relieved, but at the same time depressed. There was a fork in the path. I stood in front of the paths and thought long and hard. One path had twisted vines going all over it. The middle path had jagged thorns going out of all the hedges. And the third path looked like the yellow brick road compared to the other two. Instinctively, I choose the path on the right. I began skipping as I got happier because I thought for sure this was the path and that it would not take much longer. But shortly after beginning skipping, I saw a shadow in the trees flicker. I took a deep breath and started walking again. Suddenly a witch appeared in front of me. I reminded myself to stay calm as she stepped towards me. “Do you know how much your pretty self is worth to me?” I acted clueless as I shook my head. The witch chuckled evily. “Don’t give me that my pretty, you know very well how much a vampire would give me for giving them you.” “Vampires? Get a life,” I said braver than I actually felt. The witch gave me a dumbfound look. I tried to push her over and continue as I said, “And Halloween’s over.” I fooled her, I guessed because she hadn’t followed me. “Thank god for acting lessons,” I said relieved as I followed the path turning right. Another fork came up shortly after. I looked at all three paths and went through the middle one which had roses in the hedges. I knew it wouldn’t be much longer now. I picked one of the roses and put in my hair for no reason, but then the hedges rearranged themselves. I slapped myself in the forehead and closed my eyes as they stopped. Slowly opening my eyes, I saw that the hedges had actually disappeared. The only boundaries seemed to be trees. And then I saw it, the mansion. I jumped up and down for awhile and then practically ran the rest of the way. After I opened the door to the mansion, I fell to the floor. I only got up after remembering all that had happened that night. I had to tell Drake that there was another group of vampires. I debated on going back to the dining hall. Would it send me back to that other dimension? I brushed off the question and opened the door to the dining hall.

 

Chapter 15: Other Group

I scanned the hall. It definitely wasn’t the other dimension. It actually looked like the dining hall, so I began looking for familiar faces. Suddenly, Drake approached me and hugged me, “I thought you weren’t going to show.” “Me? Miss a party? You’re kidding,” I smiled as I hugged him back. “So where were you? You’ve been gone for quite some time,” he asked as we both took a seat. “I don’t know Drake, that’s the thing. One minute I was opening the door to the dining hall, the next I was in this weird depressing place,” I answered. “Like the door was acting as a portal?” “Exactly. It was weird. After finding out I couldn’t go back, I went outside onto this patio.” “Was there anyone else there?” “Well…… Drake…… there’s another group of vampires there. And they were willing to do almost anything to get their hands on me.” “Hmm. I’ve never heard of another group. Well, at least not a large one. They’re probably just a group of rebels.” “I dunno… there was an awful lot of them,” I replied. “Like how many?” “At least 30,” I answered. He looked at me gravely for a moment, then clasped my hand, “Let’s not think about that tonight.” I smiled and was happy to please. As dinner was served, I noticed that he wasn’t quite as cheerful as he was before. I spied our host, Drake’s dad, looking directly at him then at me. They both then stood up and headed towards the passageway. “That can’t be good,” I thought to myself. I leaned back and stared up at the skylight ceiling. The cloudless night had an even more desirable appearance because of the bright full moon. Or was there clouds? No, clouds could not have traveled that quickly. I now looked at the sky with a dazed look. As quickly as the night had had clouds, the skies were now cloudless again. I shrugged the occurrence off and glanced at Amy. Maybe I should tell her about portal. Maybe I should tell her about the sky. She answered my questions with a puzzled look and a nod. I excused myself from the table and walked briskly back to Drake’s room. By the time I had sat down on the bed, Amy had appeared. She leaned against the doorway, “So, what’s on your mind Cassie?” “A bunch of things right now,” I answered as I hugged my knees. She entered the room and kneeled on the floor, “First, Drake up and left, then I caught you off in wonder land stargazing…” I cut her off, “There’s another assembly of rebels out there……and…” “Wait a minute, back up. How do you know? I mean, there’s several little packs of them, but not enough of them to cause any problems,” Amy interrupted, “Besides, none of them have the guts to come all the way out here in our domain.” “Amy… I counted at least thirty. The Great Hall’s door acted like a portal and I was sent to this other place.” She spoke quietly, “And they’re after you, right?” I nodded. We were both quiet for awhile. I hugged my knees then asked, “Was tonight cloudless?” “Of course. We have controls for the skylight which can make the sky look cloudless or cloudy. We can even add more stars……… Cassie?” I looked down at the floor. My head perked up immediately after hearing shouting from the Great Hall.

 



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Pedro the Lion is loud in the speakers, and the city waits just outside our open windows. She sits and sings, legs crossed in the passenger seat, her pretty voice hiding in the volume. Music is a safe place and Pedro is her favorite. It hits me that she won't see this skyline for several weeks, and we will be without her. I lean forward, knowing this will be written, and I ask what she'd say if her story had an audience. She smiles. "Tell them to look up. Tell them to remember the stars."

I would rather write her a song, because songs don't wait to resolve, and because songs mean so much to her. Stories wait for endings, but songs are brave things bold enough to sing when all they know is darkness. These words, like most words, will be written next to midnight, between hurricane and harbor, as both claim to save her.

 

 

 



Renee is 19. When I meet her, cocaine is fresh in her system. She hasn't slept in 36 hours and she won't for another 24. It is a familiar blur of coke, pot, pills and alcohol. She has agreed to meet us, to listen and to let us pray. We ask Renee to come with us, to leave this broken night. She says she'll go to rehab tomorrow, but she isn't ready now. It is too great a change. We pray and say goodbye and it is hard to leave without her.

She has known such great pain; haunted dreams as a child, the near-constant presence of evil ever since. She has felt the touch of awful naked men, battled depression and addiction, and attempted suicide. Her arms remember razor blades, fifty scars that speak of self-inflicted wounds. Six hours after I meet her, she is feeling trapped, two groups of "friends" offering opposite ideas. Everyone is asleep. The sun is rising. She drinks long from a bottle of liquor, takes a razor blade from the table and locks herself in the bathroom. She cuts herself, using the blade to write "f*ck UP" large across her left forearm.

The nurse at the treatment center finds the wound several hours later. The center has no detox, names her too great a risk, and does not accept her. For the next five days, she is ours to love. We become her hospital and the possibility of healing fills our living room with life. It is unspoken and there are only a few of us, but we will be her church, the body of Christ coming alive to meet her needs, to write love on her arms.

She is full of contrast, more alive and closer to death than anyone I've known, like a Johnny Cash song or some theatre star. She owns attitude and humor beyond her 19 years, and when she tells me her story, she is humble and quiet and kind, shaped by the pain of a hundred lifetimes. I sit privileged but breaking as she shares. Her life has been so dark yet there is some soft hope in her words, and on consecutive evenings, I watch the prettiest girls in the room tell her that she's beautiful. I think it's God reminding her.

I've never walked this road, but I decide that if we're going to run a five-day rehab, it is going to be the coolest in the country. It is going to be rock and roll. We start with the basics; lots of fun, too much Starbucks and way too many cigarettes.

Thursday night she is in the balcony for Band Marino, Orlando's finest. They are indie-folk-fabulous, a movement disguised as a circus. She loves them and she smiles when I point out the A&R man from Atlantic Europe, in town from London just to catch this show.

She is in good seats when the Magic beat the Sonics the next night, screaming like a lifelong fan with every Dwight Howard dunk. On the way home, we stop for more coffee and books, Blue Like Jazz and (Anne Lamott's) Travelling Mercies.

On Saturday, the Taste of Chaos tour is in town and I'm not even sure we can get in, but doors do open and minutes after parking, we are on stage for Thrice, one of her favorite bands. She stands ten feet from the drummer, smiling constantly. It is a bright moment there in the music, as light and rain collide above the stage. It feels like healing. It is certainly hope.

Sunday night is church and many gather after the service to pray for Renee, this her last night before entering rehab. Some are strangers but all are friends tonight. The prayers move from broken to bold, all encouraging. We're talking to God but I think as much, we're talking to her, telling her she's loved, saying she does not go alone. One among us knows her best. Ryan sits in the corner strumming an acoustic guitar, singing songs she's inspired.

After church our house fills with friends, there for a few more moments before goodbye. Everyone has some gift for her, some note or hug or piece of encouragement. She pulls me aside and tells me she would like to give me something. I smile surprised, wondering what it could be. We walk through the crowded living room, to the garage and her stuff.

She hands me her last razor blade, tells me it is the one she used to cut her arm and her last lines of cocaine five nights before. She's had it with her ever since, shares that tonight will be the hardest night and she shouldn't have it. I hold it carefully, thank her and know instantly that this moment, this gift, will stay with me. It hits me to wonder if this great feeling is what Christ knows when we surrender our broken hearts, when we trade death for life.

As we arrive at the treatment center, she finishes: "The stars are always there but we miss them in the dirt and clouds. We miss them in the storms. Tell them to remember hope. We have hope."

I have watched life come back to her, and it has been a privilege. When our time with her began, someone suggested shifts but that is the language of business. Love is something better. I have been challenged and changed, reminded that love is that simple answer to so many of our hardest questions. Don Miller says we're called to hold our hands against the wounds of a broken world, to stop the bleeding. I agree so greatly.

We often ask God to show up. We pray prayers of rescue. Perhaps God would ask us to be that rescue, to be His body, to move for things that matter. He is not invisible when we come alive. I might be simple but more and more, I believe God works in love, speaks in love, is revealed in our love. I have seen that this week and honestly, it has been simple: Take a broken girl, treat her like a famous princess, give her the best seats in the house. Buy her coffee and cigarettes for the coming down, books and bathroom things for the days ahead. Tell her something true when all she's known are lies. Tell her God loves her. Tell her about forgiveness, the possibility of freedom, tell her she was made to dance in white dresses. All these things are true.

We are only asked to love, to offer hope to the many hopeless. We don't get to choose all the endings, but we are asked to play the rescuers. We won't solve all mysteries and our hearts will certainly break in such a vulnerable life, but it is the best way. We were made to be lovers bold in broken places, pouring ourselves out again and again until we're called home.

I have learned so much in one week with one brave girl. She is alive now, in the patience and safety of rehab, covered in marks of madness but choosing to believe that God makes things new, that He meant hope and healing in the stars. She would ask you to remember.



Published On: 2/7/2007
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Alright partner
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Breathe in, now breathe out
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Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now

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Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now

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Move in, now move out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now
Breathe in, now breathe out
Hands up, now hands down
Back up, back up
Tell me what ya gonna do now

Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (What?)
Keep rollin’, rollin’, rollin’, rollin’ (Come on)
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Published On: 2/7/2007
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