Prolouge

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Remington's POV
                                                                                             *England 1318*
I slammed the door shut in frustration. Sebastian thinks that just because he is the oldest, I have to listen to his every word. He can be so bossy sometimes. All I wanted to do was to go see my beloved. Her name is Amara. She is the best thing to ever happen to me. She has long hair as black as night, eyes a beautiful, pale blue and skin as white as snow but her cheeks always had a slight rosy tint to them. She also has the loveliest smile. I am thinking of asking her father for her hand in marriage. I feel it in my soul that we are meant to be together.

"Remington! Get back here!" I hear Sebastian yell from our front door. Instead of turning around, I continue down the dirt path. Eventually he catches up to me and turns me to face him.

"Remington, it is not safe to go out at night!" He says with a bit of anger and and even a hint of fear in his voice. "There is some person or animal viciously killing people at night."

"Do not worry brother. I will be careful. Nothing will happen to me. I am just going to Amara's house." I reply to try and quell my brother's fears. I can tell by the look in Sebastian's eyes that he would rather me stay home with him and Emerson than go out and see ma chérie. But deep in my soul, something is telling me to go and see her. I know something is wrong, I just do not know what. I continue my walk down the dirt road towards Amara's house, leaving Sebastian standing in the middle of the road,annoyed.

Shortly after my "talk", I arrive at her house. I knock on the worn, wooden door and wait patiently for someone in the house to answer. After a do minutes and no answer from anyone, I decide to enter. I was not prepared for what was waiting for me inside. Crimson blood was everywhere and the bodies of my beloved's family were laying lifeless on the floor. As for her, I watched in absolute horror as a figure drank her life's blood from her neck. The figure finally dropped her body onto the floor, her pale, blue eyes staring lifelessly up at the ceiling.

The figure than turns towards and stares at me with red, hungry eyes. I quickly turn around and run out of the door. But the red-eyed figure runs after me. I run as fast I can but they soon tackle me to the ground. All of sudden I feel a searing pain in my neck. I start kicking and scratching at them and manage to scratch them pretty good. They start to bleed it slowly and the blood was an odd color, almost a translucent red. A couple drops fall into the wound on my neck. The figure, who I can see faintly is a male, sees what happened, stands up and gives me an eerie smile before running off and disappearing into the trees that line either side of the dirt road.

I stand up and run towards my house, which is thankfully not far off in the distance. I call out my brother's names in hopes that one of them will hear me. I trip and fall onto the ground a short distance from the door. The last thing I see before my eyes closed was the door being thrown open and the two horrified faces of my brothers as the saw me lying on the ground.

Hi and welcome to the first chapter, well the prologue really, of my very first fanfic ever! I hope you all enjoyed it and let me know what you think about it! The idea for this idea literally came to me when I was sitting in my room doing nothing 😂. Next chapter will hopefully be posted soon. Bye! 😊💜

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