Of an Angel And The Damned

How I got stuck, literaly, in the dark

No one's P.O.V.

Some people say that cemeteries are some of the most peaceful places; that they could sit or walk through one for hours on end. But what do you think they would say to a cemetery, on the outskirts of the famous Satan city, that no longer had life to visit besides the wondering squirrel and nesting birds? That was no longer taken care if by the people? That no longer had its gates open to welcome the dearly departed? What would they say then? What if I also told you the reason that said grace yard is so feared and revered?

Past all of the beautifully crafted stone grave markers overgrown with moss and grass, past all of the small old rotting wooden crosses with names long worn off, stands a tall Victorian style mausoleum with a pillar at each corner to hold the ceiling and walls up. It had a singular door, as do most mausoleums, but this one was peculiar; it was barred with old rotting wood to cover the whole door so that whatever was inside would not be able to get out. Why you ask? Well you'll just have to read to find out now won't you?

Reader's P.O.V

I gaze off into the... bland darkness of the space in front of me. How many years had I been stuck in here? I can't recall. I lost count after, oh about 300 years into my imprisonment. "Huh.." a small puff of air escapes through my nose "... how did I... end up here..?" I close my eyes feeling the pain from croak out that tinny whisper of a question. my throat feels rough and scratchy after not using it for so long, the last time I had used my voice was when I was thrown in here, this god forsaken hell hole! Fast angry puffs of air pass through my clenched teeth as I relive that damned day again.

-flashback-

It was a nice quiet day in my little cabin in the middle of the woods. The curtains were closed and I was snuggled up in my bed sleeping soundly. It was a normal day, until I heard pounding on my door. I stir slightly and try to ignore it and sleep some more but the pounding persists. Irritated I throw the covers of of me and stomp to the door.

Not opening the door I yell to the person on the other side. "What in the nameth of our l'rd and savi'r doth thee want?!?" I angrily wait for the person to reply, which didn't take long at all.

"Thee fowl beast shall repent f'r thy sins 'gainst god!" The, I'm assuming, man outside yells back at me. I stare at the door with a shocked explanation. "And what haveth I done exactly?" I yell back through the door. "You know what thee have done! Now come out and face thy punishment!" The man shouts. I sigh loudly ignoring any further statements from the man and walk back to my sleeping chambers. But before I could get to the sanctity of my bed I hear the door splinter and fall to the ground with a loud thump. I stand in the doorway of my room startled and starring at where the door should be. I didn't have time to retaliate or study the man and all that surrounded him because they all quickly stormed in and grabbed me throwing me out into the sunlight. It burned so bad but I, once again had no time to react to the pain before two men grabbed me by my arms and started to pull me away, kicking, screaming and writhing in agony and the sunlight slowly began to blare harder and on more skin as my sleep clothes began to ride up from all the man handling. Tears streamed Brown my face as I screamed threw clenched teeth. I didn't even try to hide my fangs, I was just worried about fighting and getting away from them before I became too week and they kill me for some crime I never even committed. "Raaahhhhhh! Let me go! Please! Whatever this criIIAAAAAHHHHH...!!" Im cut off with by a large scream caused by the two me that were dragging me lifting me up onto a crucifix and, just like Jesus, nailed me to said crucifix through my wrists and ankles. The two men back away from me as I let out a guy wrenching scream from the pain of the blaring sun, the burn of the crucifix and the pain of the large nails threw my wrists and ankles.

The man in front that I recognize to be the priest steps forward holding out a cross with his right hand and clutching a bible in the other. He look me dead in the eyes as he slowly approaches me. "Thee fowl beast hast upset the l'rd and savior!" He bellows out, looking to a young lad holding a small bole of something, though at this point I can only really see things as a blur of colors and hear a tiny murmur from the over-stimulation of all the pain being inflicted into me. The priest motions for the boy to step closer and continues, "In order to please our l'rd, we must cleanse our town of this.... horrid beast!" His shout was followed by all of the towns people roaring in agreement. I hang my head low, finding myself unable to hold it high an longer, I continue to cry silently unable to use my voice. The young boy, taking that as his que, he brings the bole back and then lob he's the contents forward onto me. As soon as if hits my skin my head shoots back up, it burns so bad, some drops fly into my left eye and I suddenly find my voice again. "Thee feral beast shall rot in the pits of hell!" With that final prayer, the two men step forward again and take me off of the damned crucifix and drag me off screaming and crying. They simply through me onto a pile of of sticks. But before any of he towns people had time to light them, the young boy stood in front of me. "Neigh! If we doo this are we not as bad as the beast itself?!?" He shouts out the crowd. He walks over to me and picks me up. "Let the hell spawn rot in eternal darkness instead!" And just when I though that one of them wasn't mad....

All of the towns folk shout in agreement as I'm carried away to the lone standing mausoleum

And the rest is history...

(End of flashback)

The memory of the accursed day I was put in this hell hole still haunts me. Sometimes, while I'm sleeping and dreaming of not being stuck in this damned purgatory, I'll subconsciously remember all the pain from that day and not be able to sleep for a while. I despise that day. The pain, the misjudgment, but I know that I can't change what happened, I have to live with it. I let out a breathy sigh and continue on with better thoughts. I imagine I'm running through the fields bare foot, with my (h/l) hair flowing behind me with my movements and a giant smile on my face. The moonlight coolly caress my skin. Even in my fantasies, I can't escape the fact that I am indeed a vampire.

I want to cry so bad, but I physically can't because of how long I've been in here without any water. 'Why did you do this to me Universe? Why?' And with that thought I close my eyes slipping into the deep darkness of my existence.

(A/N) Hey there guys! How do you like the new book? Do you guys like that it's a Whis x Reader? Do you like vampires? Anyway now that that's out of the way, let me know what you guys think! Also let me know if I spelled anything wrong, or the grammar an a few sentences doesn't make sense, nicely of course. 

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