Nightime is a mysterious thing. Eyes lurk in the shadows for some, while the
darkness is a welcome for others. For me, it is a way of life. My name is Raven Salyers. To
outsiders I am a goddess of the night and for my followers, Queen of the Dammed. My eyes
are as dark as they are mysterious. My hair flows in dark waves. As for my attire, combat
boots and chains were a major part of my look. Everything I wore was black. For those who
do not know me, I will explain.
It was a long time ago, back even before the fight for American Independence started.
I was a young princess in England and eventually elpoed to America with my love. But sadly my love died
of the Spanish influensa. I was left all alone. But do not pity me, because I found that all I needed
was another love.Which I quickly found, but what he had given me was more than I wanted.
It was a dark night in what now would be New York. Seriously, you'd think there
would be at least one light on. Wrong. It was PITCH BLACK. I mean, I'm not scared of the
dark or anything but I would still like to see. I have been walking down the same street for the
past half hour. I had nothing else to do but mope around on streets. Would you have something
to do if your love had just died? I thought not. As I was saying, I continued down the street till
I ran into something as hard as a wall. If you guessed it was a dead end, then guess what? Your
It was when I was peeling myself off the wall that I heard a noise down the alley next
to me. I know most people would think ' Hey don't go down that alley, something bad's going to
happen.' Well two points for you. I thought it couldn't possibly get any worse. Boy was I wrong.
Following the noise, I saw a small huddled figure over in the corner. I crept near it.
Staying in the shadows, I watched it. When it still didn't move, curiosity got the better of me.
I did the most stupidest thing in the world, I went up and tapped it on the shoulder and asked, "
Are you alright?"
The figure whirled around and glared at me. It was a man with long black hair. But that
isn't what caught my attention. It was his eyes. At first they were blue, then they glowed a firey
red. Blue. Red. Blue. Red. Red. Red. I wanted to run but I couldn't. My body was frozen in its
place. As he came closer, I could see two sharp fangs as his lips pulled up in a smirk. He stepped
so close that I feel his breath on my skin. I shivered involuntarly. His head went to my neck, and
pain exploded through my body. Then nothing but sweet darkness as it flooded my vision, then
my entire body.
should i continue?