So~ I decided to work on a couple of small stories, and one I organized within my mind was that there was this world.. And Humans where lik vampires, but greedy.. Vampire's where emotional, and Elves the beautiful creatures, light beings..
The rules where "No Elf, shall marry a Vampire" and "No Vampire female shall marry a human. Male or Female."
Well there was this one vampire whom traveled wars, places to places with a princess Elf, no matter what she was. Through this, they had hated eachother. The Vampire thinking the Elf was a problem, the Elf thinking he was to good looking to be so emotional. But through time they began to love eachother.
So one day she died.. an arrow pierced through her body within war. The Vampire knew that he was not alloud to breed with her. --- But that's all I am giving you from the storey. I may post some of it here.
~She's Dead~
He held her within his arms,
The light and dark colliding with one another.
He swore silently,
He had told himself the day they left her castle for the first time,
That he would never hurt her.
He cursed, as he put down her lifeless body,
His cape had began flailing in the northern air,
Soon he felt a warmth touch him and within the air,
The elf had been above him within spirit the whole time.
He cough and growled, "Why did you?"
"I have always known you'd ask that.."
She had dissapeared with one saying "You'll know what to do.."
He grabbed at the air in tears he looked down..
Bending low to the ground, to what he knew of a warm body,
Now as cold as his undead body.
He pressed, first his lips, amoungst her neck kissing it,
In hatred to her in question of making her a monster like him.
Soon his teeth dug into her throat gently,
Drank her dry..
Soon gicing her, his own blood.
Little did he know there was still blood within her.
Soon she came back,
Not as a Vampire,
Not as an elf,
But within the middle of them..
A monster.