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chapter on: House of blood

Silent, dead, the stink of a thousand bodies roamed the house, the rooms, everywhere. Laughter, destruction and sin lingered in each and every room. Glass's full of red sticky stuff lingered on table tops and in the hands of it's abusers.
Like a drug it sickined the body, wanting more, needing it more.
It all started like a cult. A cult was all it was, echoeing its voice to the young, shallow ears of the worlds youth. Beautiful promises of immortality, but that hadn't come first, one, to two, to ten, to more than hundred were the mindless followers. Dirty souls that became without hope, without moral, without life, Alexandra stood in the tainted world that became so cristian as weeks went by. Alexandra was an angel caught in the world that had becomed damned. Tainted, so jaded and surreal. To put the word christian wouldn't be right, wouldn't fit to one of the bible lovers, but to the damned it was their religion, and they were the gods. First it was the two, No one speaked their names, and those who knew them did not speak them outloud. Bloodlust after bloodlust corrupted the sane and religionized fools called americans, humans. And Alexandra watched as they changed, as they molded into something else. Something she couldn't quite place. At day they started to disappear from the rooms, one by one until they all changed, all became like the damned. Alex stood captivated,
mesmerized by the beauty they all held after it was "Done" They took to the black trick and gave into the world of darkness, the world of the damned, they would forever roam and feed on life's they will never get back again. Cursed for an eternity. Alex stood still in the molding of sleeping bodies, the cold shivers taking her, leaving her so "cold" When the people started dieing from the city, the house became the house of blood. And everyone had at least heard about it once, twice, the images of blood all in their heads, tweaking them into curiousity.

chapter two: Light is but an illusion

Darkness seemed to come as quickly as light had left, like a switch it turned the light off and now that stood was darkness. Bodies seemed to come alive, where they molded about ASlexandra to where she stood.
Darkness ate at the room, the bodies wanting the crimson tide called blood, and Alex had stood there. The first to wake was the dark and beatiful Ivory.
"Alex you should really try this, it's so wonderful." Ivory said staring at Alex."I'd rather stay this way, but maybe someday I might want to." Alexandra let Ivory brush away a lock of her own Ebony hair, Her finger drifted on her neck, then her nape, the the open slip of her blouse. Alex gasped and quickly broke away. Ivory laughed slightly and let her own body be swepted into Maxwell's embrace. "WHY don't you leave Alex alone and play with me." He said giving Ivory a seducful smile.
Alexandra watched as more and more bodies seemed to rise,the dark making them come undone, feel all that they were. gods.
Turning Alex swore she heard the melo whispers of an empty promise, of immortality, of sleepless night, and a good craving for the crison stuff. Alex almost was swept away in the dark trick. Ivory broke away From Maxwell, as he frowned he stood rigid in the mosh of more awaking bodies ready to roam the dark deadless nights.
"She calls to you, you know that?" Ivory said brushing away a shirt lock of brown.
"Who?" Alex asked innocently.
"No one speaks her name, but Alex she admires you."
"Why me when there are so much others out there."
"Alex you are special she sees something we don't have." Maxwell said placing on Ivory's edgy fur coat, she wore it even if it was a hot eighty.
"But why me?" Alex snapped alittle more tone.
"You'll know soon enough." Ivory said eating in the frame of Alex, giving her an uneasy feeling. Alex felt trapted jaded, tainted and afraid. She wondered why did "she" the one they speaked of wanted her.
Turning back to say something, Alex stood in the now empty Basement, the laughter and movement of the vampires not even leaving an echoe. Alexandra now stood alone. So empty alone. She sat down in the middle where she usually sat and hugged her knees, not yet relizing the crimson gaze of someone else in the room, something else of a different power. Gasping she heard the echoes and looked up, colliding with the beautiful gaze, even though she could not see the person, or thing.
"Alone I see." The voice willowed.
"Oh it feels like I haven't fed in ages, well no doubt it has been that long, well my life anyway." The voice said, calmly, smooth, dark voice the sound came to her giving her certain kind of chills. Good and scary ones.
"Who are you anyway's?" It asked, the voice holding so much, darkness and intelligence, agility and sexy vibes.
"Alexandra Heart." Alex simply said hoping the seemingly tall figure would show himself.
"Alexandra, that name sounds so familair, maybe we knew each other,in a past life or something." He said now moving Alex noticed pacing left, circling in the shadows.
"Maybe." Alex bit out keeping her eyes close on the stranger.
"Oh it's so good to talk to someone besides a book, I mean Catrena isn't such the articulate type." He said his smile visable in the shadows.
"Neco." He said refering to himself, somewhat of a bow he did in the sheild of the darkness.
"At your service my lady." He said almost playfully.
"Why don't you come into the light, are you afraid of me?" Alex said innocently but knowing the vampire would take the bait of the question.
With amusement he said; "Light is but an Illusion, humans only believe in it because it's there, and they claim it keeps them safe, God's nightlight. is what the christians call it." Neco said laughing slightly.
"I always thought of the light being there for no purpose." Alex said thinking about it now.
"Your the clever one aren't you Alexandra." Neco said, making Alex love the way her name rolled off his tongue.
Light was once so beautiful to me, but now it is just a memory locked with in another human memory, night is beautiful to me now, as you are to me.
Neco said walking slowly into the light now, long strands of brown suger, came to the mans hair, and his skin was so flawlessly pale, beautiful to Alex now. Mesmorizing her, she couldn't breathe, couldn't move, but ate in the perfection of Neco the vampire.

chapter three: night is a fairytale

"Who is Catrina?" Alex said delighted that Neco had came from the darkness to show himself, but still he stood away from her, distant.
"The one that made me, the one "no one" speaks of." Neco said eyeing Alex over and over again.
"Your an enigma to me you know that Alexandra?"
"Why? I thought your "Kind" could read a person as easily as I could read a book." Alex said thinking she knew the truth.
"True. But you see Alex we can what you call "Read" a person if they were to let us in. let us feel what they feel, let us see what they see. Your the first "human" I don't, what do you humans say? "Get" Neco said smiling.
"I rather do like the new age lingo." He said laughing.
"Your not going out to "Eat"?" Alex questioned, her eyes wide as the relization hit her, he hadn't fed she guessed two nights at least.
"Don't worry, I'll go soon enough, it's not like I'll suck dry my new beautiful companion."
"How is Catrina? I mean what's she like?'
"Aren't you the curious one" Neco laughed.
"Well for someone to be dead more than two hundred years she is quite the flibbertigibbet type. She isn't as articulate as you are though but she is in all a serious loveless per...creature." He said thoughtfully. Alex bit her bottom lip knowing all too well Neco thought of Catrina thoughtfully.
"Will you come?" Neco said suddenly.
"Where?" Alex said quickly trying to read the vampires face.
"Into the night! to see the wonders and splender of what darkness gives us, what humans can't see. But tonight Alexandra I will show you. And only you." Neco said striding foward and caught Alex's hand and held it lightly, slowly bringing it to his pale lips. smooth dark, soft, delightfuly sweet. Alex couldn't help but blush in Neco's presence, he smiled and lett her hand go. Bringing her close they nearly flew into the world of the night, the splender of the night sweet on her tongue, the sights breahtaking to her, the colors beautiful.
Neco had kept to his word, the world was intoxicating, tempting beautiful, leaving her breathless, the colors danced, Neco had gave her knowing smiles and held her tight, his hands playing with the strands of her hair. Like a new colorful painting the colors folding into one another, blue with the white, green with the blacks. Gasping Alex had felt Neco's Lips slid down the side of her cheek, tempting, filling her with a deep longing, the dark trick was working. Alex knew he was but regretfully she was giving in, the pressure inside her head filling with memories of long ago, No, sorrow, and heart break, Neco's face grim. Breaking away quickly Neco had let out a curse and stared at Alex in wonder.
"Your name, your voice, your everything, it's like you've been in my memroies all along, like I've met you before. Your eyes Alex they do haunt me now." Neco said, they now stood in a hunched over waterfall crypt.
Night was a fairytale to Alex now, Neco's eyes stood with her, closing her eyes she felt him, his breath on her neck, opening her eyes she layed in the sworm of sleeping bodies, the memories of the beautiful night.

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chapter on: House of blood

Silent, dead, the stink of a thousand bodies roamed the house, the rooms, everywhere. Laughter, destruction and sin lingered in each and every room. Glass's full of red sticky stuff lingered on table tops and in the hands of it's abusers.
Like a drug it sickined the body, wanting more, needing it more.
It all started like a cult. A cult was all it was, echoeing its voice to the young, shallow ears of the worlds youth. Beautiful promises of immortality, but that hadn't come first, one, to two, to ten, to more than hundred were the mindless followers. Dirty souls that became without hope, without moral, without life, Alexandra stood in the tainted world that became so cristian as weeks went by. Alexandra was an angel caught in the world that had becomed damned. Tainted, so jaded and surreal. To put the word christian wouldn't be right, wouldn't fit to one of the bible lovers, but to the damned it was their religion, and they were the gods. First it was the two, No one speaked their names, and those who knew them did not speak them outloud. Bloodlust after bloodlust corrupted the sane and religionized fools called americans, humans. And Alexandra watched as they changed, as they molded into something else. Something she couldn't quite place. At day they started to disappear from the rooms, one by one until they all changed, all became like the damned. Alex stood captivated,
mesmerized by the beauty they all held after it was "Done" They took to the black trick and gave into the world of darkness, the world of the damned, they would forever roam and feed on life's they will never get back again. Cursed for an eternity. Alex stood still in the molding of sleeping bodies, the cold shivers taking her, leaving her so "cold" When the people started dieing from the city, the house became the house of blood. And everyone had at least heard about it once, twice, the images of blood all in their heads, tweaking them into curiousity.

chapter two: Light is but an illusion

Darkness seemed to come as quickly as light had left, like a switch it turned the light off and now that stood was darkness. Bodies seemed to come alive, where they molded about ASlexandra to where she stood.
Darkness ate at the room, the bodies wanting the crimson tide called blood, and Alex had stood there. The first to wake was the dark and beatiful Ivory.
"Alex you should really try this, it's so wonderful." Ivory said staring at Alex."I'd rather stay this way, but maybe someday I might want to." Alexandra let Ivory brush away a lock of her own Ebony hair, Her finger drifted on her neck, then her nape, the the open slip of her blouse. Alex gasped and quickly broke away. Ivory laughed slightly and let her own body be swepted into Maxwell's embrace. "WHY don't you leave Alex alone and play with me." He said giving Ivory a seducful smile.
Alexandra watched as more and more bodies seemed to rise,the dark making them come undone, feel all that they were. gods.
Turning Alex swore she heard the melo whispers of an empty promise, of immortality, of sleepless night, and a good craving for the crison stuff. Alex almost was swept away in the dark trick. Ivory broke away From Maxwell, as he frowned he stood rigid in the mosh of more awaking bodies ready to roam the dark deadless nights.
"She calls to you, you know that?" Ivory said brushing away a shirt lock of brown.
"Who?" Alex asked innocently.
"No one speaks her name, but Alex she admires you."
"Why me when there are so much others out there."
"Alex you are special she sees something we don't have." Maxwell said placing on Ivory's edgy fur coat, she wore it even if it was a hot eighty.
"But why me?" Alex snapped alittle more tone.
"You'll know soon enough." Ivory said eating in the frame of Alex, giving her an uneasy feeling. Alex felt trapted jaded, tainted and afraid. She wondered why did "she" the one they speaked of wanted her.
Turning back to say something, Alex stood in the now empty Basement, the laughter and movement of the vampires not even leaving an echoe. Alexandra now stood alone. So empty alone. She sat down in the middle where she usually sat and hugged her knees, not yet relizing the crimson gaze of someone else in the room, something else of a different power. Gasping she heard the echoes and looked up, colliding with the beautiful gaze, even though she could not see the person, or thing.
"Alone I see." The voice willowed.
"Oh it feels like I haven't fed in ages, well no doubt it has been that long, well my life anyway." The voice said, calmly, smooth, dark voice the sound came to her giving her certain kind of chills. Good and scary ones.
"Who are you anyway's?" It asked, the voice holding so much, darkness and intelligence, agility and sexy vibes.
"Alexandra Heart." Alex simply said hoping the seemingly tall figure would show himself.
"Alexandra, that name sounds so familair, maybe we knew each other,in a past life or something." He said now moving Alex noticed pacing left, circling in the shadows.
"Maybe." Alex bit out keeping her eyes close on the stranger.
"Oh it's so good to talk to someone besides a book, I mean Catrena isn't such the articulate type." He said his smile visable in the shadows.
"Neco." He said refering to himself, somewhat of a bow he did in the sheild of the darkness.
"At your service my lady." He said almost playfully.
"Why don't you come into the light, are you afraid of me?" Alex said innocently but knowing the vampire would take the bait of the question.
With amusement he said; "Light is but an Illusion, humans only believe in it because it's there, and they claim it keeps them safe, God's nightlight. is what the christians call it." Neco said laughing slightly.
"I always thought of the light being there for no purpose." Alex said thinking about it now.
"Your the clever one aren't you Alexandra." Neco said, making Alex love the way her name rolled off his tongue.
Light was once so beautiful to me, but now it is just a memory locked with in another human memory, night is beautiful to me now, as you are to me.
Neco said walking slowly into the light now, long strands of brown suger, came to the mans hair, and his skin was so flawlessly pale, beautiful to Alex now. Mesmorizing her, she couldn't breathe, couldn't move, but ate in the perfection of Neco the vampire.

chapter three: night is a fairytale

"Who is Catrina?" Alex said delighted that Neco had came from the darkness to show himself, but still he stood away from her, distant.
"The one that made me, the one "no one" speaks of." Neco said eyeing Alex over and over again.
"Your an enigma to me you know that Alexandra?"
"Why? I thought your "Kind" could read a person as easily as I could read a book." Alex said thinking she knew the truth.
"True. But you see Alex we can what you call "Read" a person if they were to let us in. let us feel what they feel, let us see what they see. Your the first "human" I don't, what do you humans say? "Get" Neco said smiling.
"I rather do like the new age lingo." He said laughing.
"Your not going out to "Eat"?" Alex questioned, her eyes wide as the relization hit her, he hadn't fed she guessed two nights at least.
"Don't worry, I'll go soon enough, it's not like I'll suck dry my new beautiful companion."
"How is Catrina? I mean what's she like?'
"Aren't you the curious one" Neco laughed.
"Well for someone to be dead more than two hundred years she is quite the flibbertigibbet type. She isn't as articulate as you are though but she is in all a serious loveless per...creature." He said thoughtfully. Alex bit her bottom lip knowing all too well Neco thought of Catrina thoughtfully.
"Will you come?" Neco said suddenly.
"Where?" Alex said quickly trying to read the vampires face.
"Into the night! to see the wonders and splender of what darkness gives us, what humans can't see. But tonight Alexandra I will show you. And only you." Neco said striding foward and caught Alex's hand and held it lightly, slowly bringing it to his pale lips. smooth dark, soft, delightfuly sweet. Alex couldn't help but blush in Neco's presence, he smiled and lett her hand go. Bringing her close they nearly flew into the world of the night, the splender of the night sweet on her tongue, the sights breahtaking to her, the colors beautiful.
Neco had kept to his word, the world was intoxicating, tempting beautiful, leaving her breathless, the colors danced, Neco had gave her knowing smiles and held her tight, his hands playing with the strands of her hair. Like a new colorful painting the colors folding into one another, blue with the white, green with the blacks. Gasping Alex had felt Neco's Lips slid down the side of her cheek, tempting, filling her with a deep longing, the dark trick was working. Alex knew he was but regretfully she was giving in, the pressure inside her head filling with memories of long ago, No, sorrow, and heart break, Neco's face grim. Breaking away quickly Neco had let out a curse and stared at Alex in wonder.
"Your name, your voice, your everything, it's like you've been in my memroies all along, like I've met you before. Your eyes Alex they do haunt me now." Neco said, they now stood in a hunched over waterfall crypt.
Night was a fairytale to Alex now, Neco's eyes stood with her, closing her eyes she felt him, his breath on her neck, opening her eyes she layed in the sworm of sleeping bodies, the memories of the beautiful night.