• I gaze into the sky to see a golden moon floating in the shy, that seems to be a deep color
    of dried blood. I take a deep breath, the air is cold and moist. I hear the sound of leaves being
    blown across the ground. The wind blows my hair into my face. I brush it back with my fingers,
    and when i do i see two eyes in a beautiful shad of green staring into mine. For a moment i
    find myself lost in them. Then all of a sudden i feel cold soft lips against my own. He steps back
    and says "Hello." I'm still enjoying his kiss, and i part my lips to speak. But my words remain
    unsaid. He smiles unsure of just how strange i feel. My face turns red, my nose begins to bleed,
    but i'm unaware of it. He pulls a handkerchief from him pocket, sits beside me and cleans the
    blood from my face. "Oh you poor thing. I didn't mean to startle you.....that's just how i say hello."
    He looked into my blue-green eyes and smiles warmly. I catch a glimpse of a fang escape from
    behind his smile. My eyes widen, my face goes pale and then i faint.

    I wake up to find myself on a bed, it's the kind of bed only a king would sleep on. "Oh good.
    you're awake. Pardon my behavior earlier. My name is Steven." His smile was that of a gentle
    men, I was scared and my words came out in a stutter. "Wha......Wha......What do you want from
    me?" He walked over to the bed with a tray. "Would you like some tea? It's hot so be carful
    when you drink it ok." He placed the tray on the age of the bed, which forced me to get closer
    to him. He smiled and sat next to the tray. I spoke in a soft hesitant tone. "You....You didn't
    answer my question." His expression changed to one i was unsure of. "My dear boy, I can hear
    the fear in your voice. No need to fear me i will not harm you." He picked up a cup of tea, brut
    it to his lips then lowered it and spoke. "You don't believe me." He grabbed my hand and put
    the cup in it. I looked at him curiously. "Tell me if it is to you're liking." I rose the cup to my lips
    and hesitantly took a sip. "It....... it's sweet" He smiled and picked up the other cup. "What is
    your name boy." I looked at him, tilted my head to the side, smiled, and spoke. "Kenny sir."

    To be continued..........