When Darkness Falls...

I've always wondered what would have happened if I hadn't done the things I did. Would some of those people I love be alive now?

But then would I regret not meeting those people I've met in my struggle against who which to harm me and my race? Oh and just so you know I'm not taking about the human race, I haven't been human for so long that its becoming hard to believe that I ever was human.

I live in an underworld to the world those humans live in, full of werewolves, hellish imps, night elves, succubi, harpies, fallen angels and vampires. I'm a vampire.

Yes I know I could have been more subtle about announcing that but it seems I'm not the kind of person to let things out gently. Anyway it seems only the angels have the power to see what would have happened and every time I ask my fallen friends they reply,

'It does not matter what would have happened neither should we worry about the future ya da ya da ya da!'

It bores me like hell. Actually I've been to hell and it's not that boring just really really hot!

To become a creature of the night you have to die. It's as simple as that.

The only thing is you have to go to hell. There are two ways to go to hell, one is you're evil all your life, the other way is a night world creature kills you and as you are dying they bite you and let their concentrated evil seep in to your soul.

Joyful ain't it?! When you go to hell you get a horrible welcoming as you feel they rip your soul from your spirit it feels as if someone has ripped you open but the only thing is the pain doesn't go away cause you can't die because you're already dead.

The pain never goes away. The only way it can is if you decide to serve the night world as one of their creatures, even then it's not even very likely they'll accept you to serve well and collect souls and spirits or just terrorise the world for the big guy. I was an unlucky one.

When I asked they agreed. And I got sent to another hell.

A hell called earth.

Chapter 1:

It felt like falling. Falling like in those nightmares where you seem to fall forever and never stop. The pain and agony from hell was fading.

I felt wind begin to rush past my cheeks and push my midnight black hair and whipping behind my head, my black cloak was also flapping behind me, I was hoping it wouldn't rip. There was also rain. I used to love rain.

But now it felt like small knives scratching my face and forcing me to shut my bright green eyes. I opened my mouth to scream but couldn't find my voice. I tried to shut the fright of the fall out of my head and concentrate on what would happen when I finally stopped falling.

What creature of the night would I become? Would there be many other hellish creatures in New York...would I meet the one who condemned me to this fate?

Would I be curious and ask them questions or would I straight away want to rip their head off? I don't remember what really happened that night, just a clichéd walking down a dark ally in the middle of the night and finding a dead end.

The next thing I knew something was on my neck biting and my life was fading away painfully. From the way I died I'd obviously figured out my murderer was a vampire.

I frowned I hope I wouldn't become one of those despicable vampire's. I don't think I would prefer to be any of the creatures of the night, heck I'd rather be in the paradise of heaven but apparently that's not my place-

Bang!

I hit the earth. I gasped as the cold air stung my lungs. I didn't feel as much pain as I should of from that fall I just made.