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cool okay...so yes, i know i have posted this chapter in a few other places besides here, but this one here has had a few details added to it that werent there before. there really little things and if anyone reads this who has before they probably wont even notice anything different. but anyways, this has nothing to do with my other posts, it is a story that i am writing and i rather like it. lol i hope whoever reads this does too.

The love that outstood a lifetime.






Chapter one: the first encounter



A vampire…and a human…a human and a vampire…when they come to love one another…what is to become of there fate? To find the answer you seek, you must go back a ways…to a day when one needed the other. There, and only there, does the answer lie.
His sweaty palm is flat against the cold brick wall, he is trying to keep his balance, but his knees weaken with each step. He knows that soon, he wont even be able to stand. A scrapping sound escapes into the darkness of the alleyway as his fingernails scrape against the bricks. They make a horrible noise as they brake against the concrete. why…why is this happening? And now of all times? there are pools of blood at his feet, a trail having been left behind him. He has lost so much already….if he doesn’t hurry… I need her blood…only hers will do… a soft yellow light is glowing at the end of the alley. Shakily he steps towards it. finally….I have reached her shop. Now I just need to get there. he thought as he continued to step towards the light. His legs shake, and his knees are on the verge of buckling with each step. He knows that if it wasn’t for his desire for her…he wouldn’t have made it this far. His breathing grew heavier as he neared the door. He would soon be at his end. He placed his pale hand on the doorknob and slowly began to turn it. A bell tinkled as he opened the door.
She stood at the front counter, ignorant to the bell that just chimed. Once the day ended, she tuned everything work related out. She had the lights dimmed for the day was coming to an end, and consequently she did not see the mans shape as he began to approach her. She picked up a stack of papers and sighed from pure boredom. why did father insist on me running this store? Its not like anyone shops here anyways. suddenly, she heard the door to the shop slam shut. She turns around only to see a man standing in the doorway. She can see the blood dripping off of him. She stares at him, never before had she seen someone who was so beautiful, and yet so terrifying. She opens her mouth to scream, but the sound is stuck, and wont come out. He slowly looks up at her, and through all his pain, he smiles.
He walks over to her, a slight stumble in his step. His hand now lays limp on her shoulder. His weight is pushing down hard upon her, for she was now becoming his only means of support. She cringes in fear, but not only that. She also cringes in amazement that he is somehow still alive. By now, he has realized that she finds him beautiful, if not also attractive, and that only spurs his desires even more. He does not retreat, although he knows how he must look to her at this moment. She tightly closes her eyes, hoping that this is a dream born of her boredom, and that when she opens them again, he will be gone. dammit!! He’s still here!! she screams this inside her head, as she blinks her eyes. This is not how he wanted his true love to see him for the first time. He had so many other plans in mind, but not this. Anything but this. But alas, it is too late to fix it now. He opens his mouth to speak, his words coming out in short bursts, his pain evident in his voice. “ hello, my dear.” he shifts his gaze from her face to her neck, his eyes lingering there from his ever-growing hunger. “I’m sorry to inconvenience you, but I need your blood. I do not need a great amount. Only a little shall do. If you are asking yourself why I chose you, then this is the reason. I want your blood because I love you, and I need it because I am dying.” his face goes pale from his loss of blood, and he slumps over, his damp forehead resting on her shoulder.
She leans backwards, trying not to fall for his full weight is now pressing down on her. She looks him in the eyes, her terror becoming real. She wishes to speak, but is too frightened to do so. She opens her mouth, licking her dry lips as she does so. But once again, no sound escapes. is this really happening?! I thought vampires didn’t exsist!! she screams this in her head as she thrusts her arms forward in attempt to push him off. He ignores her, he is too strong. “n-no! y-” she stammers but he cuts her off. He chuckles as he places his finger over her ruby red lips. “I’m sorry, but my asking is only a formality. I really don’t need your permission. You see, your answer does not matter, for I have chosen you. You have been, and always will be, my true love.” he takes his hand, and brushes the soft brown strands of hair from her neck. He breaths in deeply, wanting to savor the moment. He opens his mouth, a popping sound echoing through the air as he extends his jaw to fit around her neck. He lowers his head, and sinks his fangs into the soft flesh of her neck. He welcomes the taste of her blood as it enters his mouth. He savors the taste, for it is something he thought he would never have. She curls her fingers around his jacket, griping it hard. Her face flushes, she can not even begin to describe what she is feeling.
But alas, it is to much. She slumps over his arm, her knees weak and goosebumps covering her now pale skin. “w-what is going on?” she mutters as he continues to suck her blood. Her question goes unanswered, but her mind is soon somewhere else. She can feel his lips on her neck. She can feel him regaining his strength and soon he is supporting her. His arms grasp her intensly, and she can feel her blood moving from her to him. She feels as if they are one in this moment, almost as if they have become the same person…but soon, everything for her is dark.
Reluctantly, he pulls himself away from her. He knows better than to take all of her blood. you cannot kill the one you love. Those words echo in his mind. Who first spoke them, he does not remember. He only knows that they are some of the most important words in the vampire realm. For, if he, or anyone else kills her, he will die as well. His eyes begin to change from a deep, deep amber, to a most amazing and startling green. For now, his life and strength has been restored. He holds her delicately in his left arm, and realizes that she has fainted. “well, I guess I can take her home with me.” by now his wounds have fully healed and all is right again. He stands up straight and brushes himself off. “well my darling,” he whispers to her “I guess its time to go home.” gently, he picks her up and firmly places her on his shoulder. He walks over to the front door and turns the lights off. He steps out of the door, makes sure it is locked, and closes it behind him.