The Nighte Moorin Chronicles

Chapter Four

POV-- Raven

I opened my eyes, unsure of where I was. I looked around after my heart stopped beating so hard, and realized it was my room. My room is still plenty dark, so maybe it's still night time. I role over to stare up at the ceiling through the darkness. I see nothing, just blackness. I wonder if this is what it's like to be blind? I think to myself. But my mind goes back to the dream I had.

It was so weird, like as if I wasn't myself. My body felt different, my voice sounded different, it felt like I was in someone else's body....someone else's life.

I don't remember what the man had looked like, no distinctive features. The only thing I remember is that he is very handsome, and has a slightly deeper voice. Not too deep, but just deep enough to be masculine and very attractive. I remember his touch though, cold but soft and gentle.

I wonder who he is, what he really looks like, what his name is, what he's like...... I cannot think of why he feels so familiar. I don't even remember his face.Somehow I know him, from somewhere. I just know it.

Before I can think of it more, I feel movement beside me. Lilly was moving beside me, snuggling up to her bunny Mimi. She moved closer to me, resting her head near my shoulder, I stroked her hair until her breathing evened out again. I laid there thinking, about the dream. Maybe it meant something...probably not. Probably something from my imagination.

I mind races around, trying to decipher what the dream may or may not have meant. As I feel my eyes grow heavy again, I brush the thought to the back of my mind.

It wasn't me....

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POV- Vlad

I stand at the window, looking out upon the cemetery. It's dark, creepy, and mysterious. It's lonely. I scan the treeline, all the way over to the road that leads to the iron gates. No one, or thing, within sight. The room I stand in huge, spacey, dark, and quiet. I stand alone.

Bookshelves line the walls, a desk sits with a leather chair on one side, it's back facing the old stone and brick fireplace. On the other side is two other leather chairs. Behind them is the door. I stand at the only window in this room, just staring.

Who was she? Why was she here? I think to myself, rubbing a thumb over my lip. Then rest my forearm up against the window pane. I grimace, who cares who she is. She trespassed on my property, she's a human, she's weak and pathetic. Just like the rest of 'em.

I feel the rage start to rise in my stomach, and I clench my fist. It makes me so mad, even just thinking of them. But why must I think of her?

She is human, a pathetic, weak, there is no word big enough to describe my hatred for such a species. My heart pounds harder, my palms grow sweaty, my breathing quickens, and I dig my nails into my palms. What do I do, how can I get rid of her. Make sure she never comes back, so I never have to see her again, never think of her, never have anything to do with her. I need a way out, some way to get rid of her, to get rid of the humans who keep wondering onto my property. It's my property, MINE!

My heart beats faster, and I turn around to go sit down. I must find a way..I HAVE TO!! I slam my fist down on the wooden desk with a very loud THUMP!! followed by a small cracking sound as I dented the desk and put a small crack in it. I curse under my breath, and rub my face with my hands.

"UGGHHHHHHH" I scream...

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