Thursday, May 5, 2005

The Darkness

...She sits, staring into the darkness. She is remembering a past life. It seems like so many lifetimes ago....so very long ago. She can see it in her mind's eye, just as if it were happening now. Has it really been so long ago? More than 500 years? It couldn't be!

 

    That night, so very long ago, she made a pact with the Dark Forces. It started out innocently enough; a quick affair with a stranger. In and out, break it off clean, get away quick, no one gets hurt. Yeah, they all start out that way....  She had been seeing him for just a week, her husband never knew, and never would know. She had plenty of practice. She had had many affairs before this one. But this one was different, strange. She couldn't put her finger on it, but it was there, all the same.

 

  This man was different. He had eyes that seemed to burn right through you. He knew her every thought. He knew just how to please her; no other man had ever did that, not so completely as he did. She knew she was falling in love...and she could not stop herself. She felt as though he touched her very soul. How could he do this?

 

    He was a Count, from Romania. Money was not an issue with him. He spent it like water flowing from your hands. He wore only the finest clothing, hand made of course. He told her his name was Count Vlad. She liked the sound of it, so much so that she could get used to hearing herself say it every day, and  she liked that, too.

 

   But, on that fateful night 500 years ago to the day, she made a decision; that night, she would become Vampyre, ruler of the night. Hunter of human prey. Never to see the sunlight again. Funny thing, though. Women can be fickle. And after 500 years with Vlad, she was thinking it was time for a change.

      She had a plan, a very good one, in fact. You see, it started as just a harmless affair with another Vampyre....you know, in and out, break it off clean, no one gets hurt. All that was about to change..................................to be continued.

 

       I searched the nether regions for my muse. I found her last week, and dragged her back, kicking and screaming. I told her of an idea that I had; she listened, and finally decided to help me....for more pay!  Damn Unions, everybody has one now!!

 

 EDITOR'S NOTE:  I can not be responsible for any fears that any of you may harbor toward the Dark Forces, as mentioned in this story, which is pure fiction..........or is it???

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Very good John!  Keep it going...