The Vampire Covens

Ch.1 New Kid on the Block

A/N Hopefully everyone who is reading enjoys :) The song I that's on the side in multimedia is kind of the flow i hope for this story :) I hope you like and enjoy

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X Sara

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Chapter 1:

            The Night skies are shining like scattered diamonds on a pitch black canvas of silk. My mother is laughing at my father, who is flailing his arms around and yelling in his deep southern accent. I can’t help but realize how perfect they are together; the way they stare into each other’s eyes and the way they fit perfectly to one another, it’s just simply amazing. My mother’s hair, long and dark like the sky above us, is blowing in the wind that the half cracked window is supplying as her laughter fills the car once again. I shake my head and smile, I turn my head to look out of the window when the happiness and laughter is sucked out of the air and replaced by the piercing screech of tires.

            I hear my mom distantly yell out my name, but my mind is panicking; I lift my arms to cover my face as the car begins to tumble down a small hill on the side of the road. Small prickled pain shoots up my forearms and neck as my head is slammed into my seat and my arms are yanked down. The car is stopped by something large and the stench of gasoline is heavy in the atmosphere. I lift my head slowly and force my eyes open, the hard buzz in my head is causing my vision to blur, I look at my arms and hands trying to focus on the scene before me, my breath catches when I see many streams of blood weave around the protruding shards of glass. Tears form in my eyes as I look up frantically to see my father’s crumpled body in a heap around the steering wheel; there’s no movement in his body and his chest isn’t heaving.

            I unbuckle the seat belt as quickly as I can with shaky hands and move to see my mother more clearly. She’s pressed tightly against her chair, blood is running down her face from the large gash on her forehead, and there’s a small round spike lodged deep in her chest. A sob escapes my throat and I push my fist into my mouth and bite down hard, hoping that this is some horrible dream; that somehow I’ll wake up from this nightmare. My mother exhales slow and broken and I rush to her as she tries to say something.

            “Avery?” she asks in a low whisper. She turns her head painfully slow towards me and grasps the hand I have on her shoulder. “You do know I love you, Avery…” she begins to cough deeply and clutch my hand harder as her chest rages against the wood spike. “There’s so much I need to explain to you; so much you don’t know about yourself.”

            I can see her struggling to speak, so I attempt to calm her so I can save her. I need to save her… I look over towards my father, unmoved and lifeless, tears stream carelessly down my cheeks as I turn away …she’s all I have left; I can’t lose her too.

            “It’s ok mom, just save your strength. You can tell me everything when you get better…” sobs are forcing me to breathe heavier, “… Some… some one sh… should be on their way… he… help will be… be here soon.”

            “No baby…” She swallows hard, “… there’s no amount of help that can save me now.” She says as a tear slips down her cheek. “I love you Avery and just know that you are so special to me…” her eyes begin to close, “I love you.” Her hand falls from mine and the air stilled. This isn’t true! Mom wake up! Wake up please! I stare in horror as everything dawns on me and sinks in. the last thing I say to my parents is a soft “I love you”