Flame's P.O.V.
As I was standing in the park watching the little kids play I was pulled in to a strong, warm chest, and a hand covered my eyes. The sparks igniting from the contact told me who it was, Romano.
"Happy birthday, my lovely mate,"
"Thanks," I said as I wriggled around to see my captivating captor. "Did you just call me your mate?"
"No, I called you my lovely mate," Romano drawled, kissing my nose.
"Creep," I muttered under my breath.
"Come on, you know you love me," he murmured pouting, I smiled and pecked his lip's.
"Aww," a familiar, yet, unknown, voice cooed. "You two are just so cute together."
I turned around, and it was almost looking in a mirror while wearing a hazel wig with teal-ish blue streaks on.
"Excuse me? I don't want to sound rude, but," I paused for a moment. "Who are you?"
She laughed, a sweet, melodious laugh.
"Flame," how does she know my name? "I'm your twin."
"No, you're not," I stated back. "My twin's died, you must be getting me confused with someone else."
"No, Flame, I am your twin," she replied smiling warmly at me. "It's me, Vivian."
My eyes went wide with relisashtion.
"Who is that?" I questioned pointing to the boy next to Vivian, that is, after I finished tackling my twin.
"Johnathan," she simply stated. "And I sort of know who, daydream boy, over there is, but I don't know his name."
"Oh, sorry, il suo nome è Romano," I told her, poking Romano's side, he was staring dully out into the distance (his name is Romano).
I poked Romano's side.
No reaction.
I waved my hand in his face.
Still, no reaction.
I quickly pecked his cheek.
He blinked and smiled gratefully, before gently grabbing my chin and passionately grazed his lips up against mine.
After the little moment with Romano and me, we went to the forest to ketch up.
"So, how did you-" I was stopped mid-sentience by what seemed like black flames licking, no, lapping me up.
I fell to the ground and let out an ear piercing shriek.
Time stopped moving and it seemed like I was the only one alive.
I felt my bones snap, and it felt like they were reforming. Each little movement of my squirming body made me scream in agony.
It stopped, after what seemed like hours and hours of tormenting pain, and hot, burning black flames eating me, it finally stopped.
Time started back up again.
I stayed on my side, breathing heavily.
I feel different for some reason, but I don't know why.
Romano's P.O.V.
Flame started to say something, but stopped midsentence and started to shift in to a wolf which put me into a trance.
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The Flame
VampireHello, I'm Flame. I was just a normal girl with a torn up, terrible, and destroyed past, or so I thought. In September, about one month away from my 16th birthday, I had a, um, argument with one of my aunt and uncle's about something that became fuz...