The Beginning
"Let me go you fools! Do you know who I am?" Shouts could be heard from all over the village.
Not a single woman was outside, all told to stay and hide in their homes just incase all goes wrong.
"We know what you are leech!" A man in his mid 30's cried out.
"I will make sure to hunt all of you down one by one!" He tried again and again to get out of the sliver chains they had around his body.
"Is it ready?!" A man with black hair called from the front.
"Yes sir." everyone moved to the side making a long narrow walk way for the men holding the man in chains.
"Sir Dimitri Knight, you are sentenced to death, for the murder of my wife and the seduction of my daughter!" he kicked him once in the head and twice in ribs.
"Your wife did taste lovely, I wounder what your daughter would taste like." He smiled showing of his fangs to the man.
"Open the coffin!" he turned around and walked a couple steps forward and pulled out the cross he kept with him.
The men holding Dimirti walked forwards and all but threw his body into the coffin.
"Master James, its time."
Holding the cross in front of him he pulled Damon's shirt away, showing off his pale muscular chest, he leaned down and smiled.
"This is for all the pain you put my wife and daughter through."
He pushed the cross onto his chest and watched as he thrashed around screaming in pain and anger.
"YOU WILL ALL PAY FOR THIS, I WILL BE BACK, I-" the stone lid was closed and moaning type sounds was all that was heard.
They lowered the stone coffin to the ground and started to through dirt into it.
As soon as it was full they walked over it to make sure it looked flat so no one would think about going towards it.
Sir James looked down at the ground, it was finally done, the man that once was a good friend of his is long gone and won't be coming back for a very long time.
There are stories that have been passing through the town for years, about how there was a spot in the graveyard that hasn't grown any grass. And when ever a person goes close enough to it, you could hear a sound like something scratching against stone.
It was a place that kept people far away from it until the 14-02-2012, a young girl with blazing red hair, bright forest green eyes.
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Red Roses
Любовные романыIt started in the graveyard of a small village, two girls wanted to know if the stories their parents told them when they where little about a spot in the graveyard that doesn't grow grass. About how a long time ago, the men of the village had accus...