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Saturday, December 12, 2009

Hey guys!!! I haven't blog since dunno when...I'm just too busy or was it lazy? Wadeva...=.= You noe i'm like totally into Goth now, rite? So i suddenly had the urge to continue with my miserable story which i enjoy writing actually...Hope you like it!
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It begins...:
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~At grandma’s door~

Knock. Knock. Knock. Knock. I gently tapped the rusty door. It looked so old that it seemed as if no body had ever visited for ages. I stood there for more than 10 minutes, ready to leave when she opened the door. It was long since I had seen my grandmother; the memory of her face was vague and unclear. Now, I was face to face with her. My grandmother looked old and wise with silver curly hair and a flawless, pale face. Her eyes were emerald green; it had a certain shine when I looked into it. Around her neck, tied a necklace with a silver cross and she was dressed beautifully as if she had been expecting someone…
“I was expecting you, dear grand daughter.”
Her eyes inspected me suspiciously yet her warm smile and angelic voice made me feel comfortable and at home. Opening the door, I stepped into one of the weirdest house I had ever seen…
The walls were painted with a creepy black and bloody red. The house reeked of garlic and a big, wooden cross was placed on the living room wall. She was a Christian? That was what I thought until later…
“Come…”
my grandmother signaled me to follow her. As I approached a dark, mysterious room at the corner of the house, I noticed her holding a bowl of water or so I thought and looked wearily as I moved nearer to her.
“Hmmm…seems like you haven’t been turned yet…”
she sigh out in relief.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
I was completely confused. What the hell did she mean by turned?
“Have you…erm…met any unusual people previously or experience paranormal
things?”
She startled me with this question and I suddenly find it hard to breathe properly. I gasped for air as I thought back to the horrifying experiences…Valkyrie and his accomplices…Their red ruby eyes staring intently at my glistening blood as they fight the urge to taste my blood.. Aavlon and James…White chunks of flesh torn apart…BloodBlood… was everywhere.
Grandmother could clearly see the terror on my pale face and widened eyes. She knew there was something…and her face lit up as if she had won a lottery prize…
“Are they…well…pale? Do they have inhuman strength and are generally quite
good-looking?”
she questioned with eager eyes…I wonder why?
Don’t say a thing! Keep your stupid mouth shut! Leave now!

A small voice in my head was screaming at me. But my mouth just started to stammer and soon I realize I was telling her everything unconsciously…
“And so I came here to get answers…I want to know what I am?”
My heart was thumping in my chest…hard…
There was a moment of silence between us…she eyed me expectantly and just continued staring at me like that.
“Please…I need to know…Please…”
I was desperate. The urge to know what I really am, was eating me alive…Breathing hard and unsteady, I shot her a pleading look.
“Sit down, child.”
I sat on a piece of old furniture while she sat opposite of me, folding her arms and looking restless…
“You…you are really, really ‘special’ Do you know the story of Dracula?”

I nodded. He was the king of vampires but how does that concern me?
“B…b…but how does Dracula concern me and what myth was I part of? What did
Valkyrie mean?” I questioned.

“You are more or less related to Dracula.”
She swallowed some saliva before continuing.
“The myth is similar to summoning a malicious demon out except its unstoppable…
A different Vampire king is chosen at birth after each millennium years. Their
role is to take over the human and Vampire world, causing many innocents to
die…”
Tears welled up in her eyes and she struggled to continue…
I nodded.
“But there is this clan. My clan.”
She said smugly, full of pride and glory.
You have a clan?”
I was pretty shocked as I listened intently, clinging onto each and every word of hers.
“Yes. The clan was made up of hundreds of people who believed in vampires and
that myth. Your grandfather and I were the leader of the clan, training each and
everyone for the day when it finally approaches.”
She choked up with tears at the slight mention of my dead grandfather and shot me a glare. Taken aback, I didn’t know what to say.
“Your ancestors are all Vampire Slayers. It has been like this for generations.
We’re destined to stop the Vampire ruler from controlling the entire for its
own
advantage until your grandfather died and left me alone to fulfill this
role…”

“He died on the moment I took my first breath…”
Realization and confusion hit me.
“Yes…he did.”

“But why?”
“You’re jinxed. Cursed at birth with the destiny of becoming a hatred,
disgusting creature of the night. You have powers and strength thousand times
more than the previous Vampire Kings. You are the first human to ever been
chosen as their kind…but why must it be my granddaughter?”
She shut her eyes and clenched her jaw, absolutely disappointed.
“That’s why you wanted to kill me?”
I was frozen at spot, tears about to spill any moment soon. A cold chill went moved up and down my spine and I stared into the now, murderous face of hers.
“That was my destiny! It was my destiny to take down you, the ultimate Vampire
King. How could I not fulfill it? My husband died, hundreds of people died in
Los Angeles due to the flood…the entire world were in a sudden chaos because of
YOU! How could I let pass a chance in front of me like that, when the time
comes, you will be much, much worse and before you know it, you will be just
like another blood-sucker!”
Grandmother’s face was yelling now. Red with rage, her beautiful emerald eyes looked murderous and her lips were pulled back into a snarl.

I told you to shut your mouth up and leave…

The small voice in my head said.
“But now, you’re alone once again…I’m not going to let this opportunity slide…”
Next second, she pulled out a wooden cross from behind and lunged at me…


Faded Away... [8:28 AM]
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Never will know the Real Me...

Emotionless self

I'm a brunette. Blackish eyes. Fair Skin.

I'm living in a world of split personalities

Quotes

I've been living a lie, there's nothing inside...
A world of confusion blinding me from reality...

Heartfelt lyrics

Someone told me that love would all save us. But how can that be, look what love gave us. A world full of killing, n' blood-spilling that world never came. - Nickelback (Hero)

Never was and never will be. You don’t know how you betrayed me, and somehow you’ve got everybody fooled. - Evanescence (Everybody's fool)

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