Vampire Daydreamer

[Darkened Angel]

Jade looked from side to side, pulling off her black fingerless gloves off, she picked up her knife from the ground. She stuck it in the willow tree and jumped into it. Once again she looked around into the night, her long pale blond hair catching her mouth. She coughed. her jade green eyes scanning her knife before it was covered with her blood. She wrapped her with some cloth and put on her glove. She climbed higher to a small platform she had built at the top of the tree, and stared at the full moon.

[†Arisen†]

"Well, theres that a rumor of a treaty is going around. Neighboring vampire, human, and werewolf cities wants to start a treaty with Crimson Moon. There are supporters and there those who are against it. Those few against it rebel and the others are pacifists. (Aka Non-fighters.) And, as you probably guessed, a war broke out."

Arsen read the hastily written words aloud. Clant looked up at him.

"So? Whats it mean?"

"It means that Jagger left and wants us to do his dirty work. Lets go," Arsen dropped the paper on the table and walked back out the door, putting his large black hat on.

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Arsen stood quietly, his friend's prattle running on and on. He bowed his head, his black hair covering his face-and his lastest wounds. Half his face was covered in the white cloth.

"How cool is that, Arsen?!" His friend asked. Aresen looked at the small boy, blonde hair, black eyes. Not fit to be a vampire in Arsen's mind.

"Boy, listen. Next time I tell you to move, do it. Got it?" Arsen snarled.

The boy dipped his head, "Yes Master Arsen."

Aresen ran a hand through his hair, "You're still to inexperenced to handle what I do." He glared at the boy with the same scolding black eyes. "Right, Clant?"

The boy nodded.

"And what have I told you, time and time again?"

"Never interfrere, It will cost my life for a mistake," Clant recited perfectly.

"Exactly. You think I wouldn't I would tell you without reason?"

"No... but..."

"But what?" Arsen asked, sticking his hands in the pockets of his long black coat, "You think I don't care?"

"No... Its just that-"

"What?" Arsen snapped.

"Nothing," Clant shook his head. Arsen ruffled the small boy's hair.
"Why wouldn't I care about you? You are my blood brother."

"I know," Clant smiled.

Arsen dusted off his blue pants and blue shirt, "Its time to go. I smell a new hunt coming."

He dragged a black hat from the gound and playfully pulled it over the young boy's head, "Just try to keep up."

Together, the pair paced away from where they'd stood.

Arsen moved slowly, pain shooting up his side. There was that old scar. He sighed, wondering where it'd come from? He'd had it for as long as he could remember, but as soon as he tried to think about it....

"Aggh!" Arsen leaned against the nearest wall, panting, a sharp pain lacing his skull.

"Arsen? What is it?"

"Nothing. I'm fine. We have to get to the counsel. Jagger should meet us there."

"Arsen..." Clant muttered softly as Arsen struggled to stand on his own, "You tried to remember... didn't you?"

"Whats done is done," Arsen said coldly, "we cannot change the past."

"Arsen, please... We shouldn't go to the counsel. You know how they feel about you."

"We cannot change that!" Arsen barked, a red glint in his eyes, "It. Is. What. It. Is."

[Darkened Angel]

Jade jumped down from the tree.
"Ow! damn!" She yelled when she hit her cut hand. She shook her self and began to walk toward her home. She beagn to hum 'Teenager's' when she ran into someone. she looked up.
"Sorry." she said to the man in blue.

[†Arisen†]

Arsen's eyes narrowed and Clant pulled him away.
"We're going to be late."
"Yeah... Right," Arsen murmured.
"Brother, please. hurry up."
"Yeah. I'd rather not have Jag mad at me."
"Exactly."

[Darkened Angel]

"Sorry!" Jade called after them again. She headed home. As she unlocked the door she saw her mom sitting on the couch crying over a chick flick movie.
"Hey mom... good movie?" She asked sitting next to her.
"Yeah." her mom replied.
"The Notebook?" Jade asked yawning. Her mom nodded. "Well I'm going to bed. Night mom." She kissed her cheek and walked down the hall to her room.

[†Arisen†]

Arsen and Clant made it up the steps of Crimson Moon.
"Will we find him?"
"Of course," Arsen scoffed, "He really stands out."
"Thats right."

[Darkened Angel]

Jade flopped on her bed. Her hand throbbed. Slowly she drifted into sleep.

[†Arisen†]

Arsen and Clant had to drag Jagger home early that morning. He'd drunk to much and had fallen asleep.
"why do we get stuck with this?" Clant whined.
"Be glad it isn't me. I weigh more," Arsen murmured.

[Darkened Angel]

Jade woke up in the morning and stretched. The scratch on her hand had healed.
"I don't get it. No matter how deep I cut, it's always healed the next day..."