Ink is a rich and famous artist in France. With his art known around the world, he has a vast fan base. Despite this, no one knows what he looks like and because of this he is lonely.
Error is a powerful vampire who lives alone in a castle. Tho...
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Ink's P.O.V.
"To start, you must end.
To end, you must start.
So we start and end, with no promise of...
Completion."
That voice, ever so hauntingly familiar, whispered gently within my head. Well, skull. I'm a skeleton, the very reason I live alone in a monastery in France. It's also why I can't let my world wide fan base of art lovers (And sinners ;>). Don't get me wrong, I love the support, but humans and monsters still aren't goodie goodie in Europe.
"That's... true. What do you mean by that?" I asked. I always ask her questions. She's helped me through my life, and even is helping me now with a new work of art.
"Just... be prepared." With that, she left my head. Now I was confused and the canvas was half done. I didn't want to finish it right now. With a gentle sigh, I left to wash my brushes in the full moonlight.
Error's P.O.V.
I walked steadily along the forest path in the pale moonlight, thinking. Even though I'm a vampire, I only prey on animals. I follow Mistress Skellette's preying method, instead of her Ladyship's traditional method. For this, I am rejected by her Ladyship's followers. I looked up, and I was at the monastery. I could hear a male voice singing a lullaby. I hopped onto the roof, and saw a more than perfect skellington.
He was white, but had an ink splotch on his cheek under his eye, which was a star. His other was a double circle. I felt a powerful longing for him. I want him to love me. I stood up, covering him in a shadow.
Ink's P.O.V.
I was almost done with my task, when a tall shadow loomed over me. I looked towards the shadow's source, and felt my eye sockets widen with fear. A skeletal figure was standing on my roof, the he wore flaring in the wind. His most intriguing feature- his eyes. One was just a white dot, but the other was a triple circle with the following colors, top to bottom: blue, yellow then white. Almost teleporting, he was at my side with his over my mouth within half a second. Terrified could hardly begin to describe how scared I was.
"Don't worry, mi amore," he cooed too me quietly. "I wouldn't dare hurt a gem as precious and beautiful as you."
I blushed, but black spots covered my vision. I couldn't even see his face before I passed out, but I did see his fangs.
My capture is a vampire.
(A/N
It took WAY longer then necicary. Sorry. I honestly tried! Anyways, thanks too those who are reading this, commenting and even voteing! 5 votes last I chekked... THANK YOU!!! This pic is for you to enjoy =)
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