To Forever Wander Alone

To Forever Wander Alone

Everyone has wondered at one dark time in their life about death and how they would like to die, if one could plan that like they are expected with the rest of your life. It was when she hit rock bottom, at the complete end of her rope physically, mentally, financially, emotionally that she thought more of death and the many ways to end her useless life, in fact it seemed to come a lot easier that she was able to find her humor still in tact. How much can one person take before they snap? With her, it all started a week ago when she lost her job due to the office downsizing, her car was repossessed a few days ago and last night, she caught her boyfriend with her best friend and co-worker who happens to still be employed in a lovers embrace and this morning she was hit with an eviction notice. She has gone beyond comfortably numb. Assessing her things she was surprised to be able to get it all to fit in a single old army duffle bag and with only $176.82 in her bank account, she could only afford the cheapest of rooms for a single night and be able to have a decent evening out before ending it all… there was simply nothing left to give, her future was bleak. Having no family to lean upon for any support what-so-ever and since her only so called friend gave more than she needed to her cause, she sits alone in the darkened cheap hotel room patiently waiting for nightfall to reclaim the sky and she can begin the last night of her miserable life where she thought of the many ways to end her tormented existence. She was not afraid of dying…only living, so she pondered deeper on death; she could easily take an overdose of sleeping pills and simply drift into darkness; put a clean bullet hole in her head and splatter her brains onto the dull wall paper of the dingy room she had to pay for in hopes the one shot will hit it’s mark; she could sit in the small dirty ringed bath tub and slash her wrists and let her bleed out as her life trickles down the drain, leaving only a naked shell; take a final relaxing hot bubble bath before having her CD player join her, or if she had her car she could wait for the deadly fumes to fill her weary lungs as the car sits idle in the garage; she could jump off the bridge and drown in the cold river or she could simply step in front of a moving bus or cab, but that would involve other’s and that is not what she wants to do. Anyone could interfere with her plans and she couldn’t have that, unless she picks the right lunatic stranger, mayhaps he would ravish her before killing her. Any of these ways sounded good, she vows this night, her life will end before the sun rises again. With that thought, she burst into tears and cried alone in the darkened room, as the sun sets for her last time. She never noticed the dark stranger that entered her room from the open window and remained hidden in the shadows, watching her contemplate her life and how it should end. Her sorrow and despair washed over him like a tidal wave. Her pain was overwhelming as the tears flowed freely and he had to leave the shadows to comfort her somehow. He was very handsome; with his long raven hair pulled back from his devilish face in a half ponytail, the jet black hair on his chin made it seem pointed as did the rings in his ears, almost seeming elvish. He held out his hand to her and whispered softly, “I have heard your plea and have come to your aide.” She never noticed his lips move, which sent a cold shiver down her spine, yet without hesitation she stepped closer to him placing a shaking hand into his. His foreign accent was poetic and comforting. He squeezed hers lightly in solace and reassured her by wrapping his other arm around her dainty waist pulling her closer to him still. His cold bony finger brushed back her blonde bangs to reveal enchanting emerald eyes and he was lost in her sparkling beauty, burning by the warmth of her shining aoura glowing brightly around her that only he can see and now feel. Despite the uncomfortable feeling, he could not resist going a step further to read her. “Open your mind up to me m’lady, for I shall rid you of all your fears.” He clasped his hand around hers and he connected to her with a deep passionate kiss on the lips and envisioned the images and flashes of her sad life. With red tears in his dark mysterious eyes he concludes, “You have led a rough life for someone who is so young, but fear not my chosen one for I can cease your pain inside.” He sighed deeply with sorrow and regret as he rubbed her warm cheek softly while attempting to smile, though he found that hard to do when the thoughts of converting her into a monster like himself and risking another night to desperately feed, despite how he hated the demon who forced him to become one of the undeadchildren of the moon. She felt a sense of gratitude for him coming into her life and being there for her in her despair, for simply being her fantasy man. “Such a waste though for I would love to wander through endless time with the likes of you.” He let slip out and quickly he pressed his cold lips to her warm ones before she could question him. Never before had she felt anything like the way he made her feel, as if their bodies were set on fire while their souls melted together into a river of one. “You are so very warm.” He whispered into her ear. “I had forgotten how much I missed the warmth of passion. You are like a hot summer day almost long forgotten, and lady, you take my breath away.” She laughs a little as a faint smile flashed briefly upon her California sun kissed tanned face. “My name is Sunnie.” She whispers, afraid to make much of a sound. He bows low at the waist and declares with delight at the humor of her name and how he can never bask in it’s warmth ever again, “And I am Owynn Nytlingr, Protector of the Tuatha Fey and guardian to the Dark Realm, and I am very proud to have met you.” He kisses her hand softly before joining her in laughter, soaking in all her beauty as her cheeks flush from pink to red when he brushed a cold finger along her cheek to catch a tear before moving his kisses slowly to her dainty perfumed neck as his free hand found her inviting breast that he palmed for a moment, enjoying the sensations of feeling her nipple turn rock hard under his cold grip, the warmth of the inviting blood that flowed in her veins, he could hear her heart pounding in pleasure, detecting her warmth building deep inside. He could feel himself stiffen while he fondled her before slowly moving his hand bolder still underneath her skirt and between her legs as she parts them for him. They were both on fire and he yearned to fill her with more than his fingers and without further hesitation he found himself peeling her clothes off and he rode her long into the night pinned up against the wall, showing her what she has so longed for all her young adult life…to feel true love, to fulfill her last request. Eventually he forced himself to pull away and sigh deeply, thankful to feel the stirrings of manly things he had not felt in centuries long past. He noticed the violet dawn through the small window, felt the stinging bite of the bright new day. The sun was starting to rise.“Alas, you shall feel no pain, this I vow to you m’love. I have let the night slip away and you are my chosen.” He painfully stated and when he parted his lips to force a fake smile upon his saddened face he revealed two sharp white fangs. Terrified at the thought of a notorious vampire before her, she quickly turned around to run towards the door to safety…to live, but he was instantly in front of her again blocking her way. He could hear her heart pounding beneath her nakedness. as if it were going to burst through her beautiful chest, in panic this time and not in pleasure. “You called upon me to end your suffering inside. I can hear your cries even now. We need each other this night and for that I must thank you with all my heart m'lady, but the conjuring must be complete and before the sun rises full as you pledged to yourself, which is soon I’m afraid. Do not fear me, the one who loves you so.” He hugs her naked body tenderly before continuing, “My only regret is that we did not meet under different circumstance, things would have been richer knowing we were together as soulmates everafter, you and I.” He cursed the waning night’s darkness in his Gaelic tongue as blood tears form in his lifeless eyes. “I am sorry it has to be this way m’love. Just know that you leave this earth with someone loving deeply, truly, madly, and our love will go on through me as I wander forever alone. I know not how you managed to soften my stone heart, but by the Gods you did woman.” He leans in and passionately kisses her again before doubling over in pain as her warmth rushes through him again. His eyes roll back turning blood red and growls at her, “You are still fresh meat and I must feed.” His voice hissed demonically as his face withered in turmoil, loosing all control. She cried out in shock as she found herself blinded by a bright light when he sank his fangs savagely into her neck first, beginning his feast, then moved to her tender breast and drank deeper still, savoring her sweet soul. Surprisingly enough, she felt no pain as he promised. As his hunger of thirst subsided he enabled for her to receive brief flashbacks of his long past; his own weary childhood living on the run as all gypsys seem to be traveling from town to town across old Europe in a wooden wagon; to when he was brutally attacked by the one who turned him into the monster before her now, a blood thirsty vampire, forced to wander the endless days away…forever alone. He genuinely fell in love with Sunnie, the very first moment he laid eyes upon her through the window as she sobbed. His pain was evident for what she knows he must do. She could hear their hearts beat together as one and like their souls, will forever remain entwined. He let out a soft moan as he forced himself to withdrawal from her when he saw her mangled breast. She could see her bright red blood trickle down his quivering chin, a single crimson tear followed. Hearing her heart pound it’s last beats she felt him gently pick her up and lay her gently on the bed. A faint ‘thank you’ escapes her frail mouth as he kisses her lifeless hand in gratitude one last time and took the fatal bite from her inviting inner thigh, drinking the last of her intoxicating warmth before her heart gives out when suddenly the door imploded open and a bright menacing ultra violet light spilled in, illuminating the darkened room. Owynn covers her nakedness and runs full force to attack the intruder by tackling him to the ground but before he could get quick deadly hands upon him, a blinding silver spark erupted in the darkness lighting the room brighter in the shape of a fiery metallic cross. “DIE vile demon! Return from where you came back in Hell and without her, your chosen. Sylvr commands it!” The intruder shouted. Owyn hissed loudly at the well known intruder in protest and surprise, that his mortal enemy was standing before him now and that angered him. He glanced one last time at his soulmate before jumping out the small window, disappearing into the new dawn’s light to hide temporarily from the burning sunshine, to patiently wait for darkness to reclaim the nights sky and dream of his new warmth, Sunnie, with deep regret that he lives on without her, and knowing that there will always be someone else to call upon him to feed upon in their time of misery and despair … to forever wander alone. Andi Feyriter February 22, 2006 CopyRight 2006 ~)o(~ Writers Note: This is the ultimate death for me… death by HOT vampire!!!

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