Tears Of Fire

Chapter Two, Part One.

A/N: I reallt do love my a/n's, dont I? Well anyways, I'm running out of things to say so you may  not see one for the next few chapters 0.o just going to warn you all, you may or may not like how it ends, but we've got more then thirty chapters (I think) Until that, so dont worry. I'm also just going to point out: There really is no plot for this book, so you may be all "I have it completely figures out!" Really, you dont. I kept getting bored with my plots, so rather then re-write the whole thing, I did what any lazy or daring person would do. I just kept writing 0.o Anyways, onto the chapter :)

*************************Chapter two, Part one:

**********Aria’s point of view**********

I was dreaming.

I was standing in a huge meadow; the edges were thick with trees. I walked towards the center and looked down to my feet. I saw that I was wearing white jeans, white cowboy boots, and white tank-top and white gloves. I found that I was holding four figures in my hands. One was blue and had waves on it. One was red and hand flames on it. Another was green and was decorated with flowers. The last one was white and had wind swirls on it. I placed them in a square, took a stick and scratched some symbols into the earth surrounding the angel statues. There was a bolt of lightning that hit the ground in the center of the square and as the little bit of white mist cleared, it revealed a beautiful white-blonde boy with pale skin and he was dressed head to toe in white. He had an aura of power and light around him. I kneeled where I was.

“I am of darkness and I do not think that I am worthy of your presence, Seraphim.” I told him. He smiled softly.

“It does not matter what you are, but it matters what you believe in.” He told me. 

I woke up to soft music playing from the stereo; Sapphire was sitting at the desk writing something. I floated over to where she was and sat on the desk beside her. I saw that she was drawing a sketch of a beautiful, powerful girl. She had long dark hair that was whipping around her face. She was sitting on a beautiful black horse. Right in front of the girl, who was holding a glowing sword, was a dark and ugly and huge demon.

“Is that Abaddon?” I asked her. She covered her work as if she was embarrassed about it. “It’s beautiful except for the demon, it’s ugly, but I think it’s supposed to be.”

“I summoned him in my dream and I wanted to draw someone killing him.” She looked like she was about to say more but a knock on the door silenced her. She got up and I floated as she walked to the door. She gave me an odd look.

“Sometimes I don’t have that good of a hold on gravity; it’s also just fun to fly.” I said shrugging. She opened the door to reveal a young boy, about our age, holding a tray of food.

“The council thought you might be hungry and were going to send a servant to deliver it but I offered.” The boy said. I was close to tears. Sapphire waved him in and I grabbed her arm. 

“He’s a Vampire!” I hissed so low that only she could hear.

“I am well aware, in fact, before she died, my best friend was a vampire. It doesn’t make you a monster, just a person with a different life style.” Sapphire said in an ordinary voice. I floated down so that my feet were on the floor. I looked at the boy, not even close to afraid, I felt more wary. The boy was smiling. He set down the tray on the desk and turned to face us. He had an expression of worry when he looked to Sapphire and an expression of almost fear when he looked to me. I glanced over to Sapphire and found that she was uncomfortably shifting from foot to foot and scratching her arm. She was unusually pale and looked like she had a killer headache.

“Are you ok?” The boy asked, partly curious. 

“I’m fine.” Sapphire said quickly, looking at her feet. We all stood there for a moment, looking at Sapphire. “Immagooutfrumwlk.” She mumbled so quietly that even my extra hearing couldn’t pick it up.