Sun and Moon (English)

Prolog

Actually, it never should have come to this, here in this cemetery. Armin only wanted to go home and had used this way as a shortcut. Stories of vampires, witches or werewolves were nothing but legends. Such a thing could not exist. But the feeling of the pointed teeth, which penetrated deep into his skin, seemed anything but fake.

A quiet, suppressed wheeze came out of his mouth, almost defenseless he tried to push the other figure away from him. "No...!" But it was of no use, the blonde had to let him go. Would he die now, after all his life had been sucked out of him?

Would his friends miss him? And what would his parents do? He asked himself these questions before he closed his eyes and just let it happen. He did not want to see the world around him sink into darkness.

Only after he became dizzy did the feeling finally stop. "Don't bury yourself against what is coming," a deep voice whispered at his ear and held him tight so that he wouldn't sink to the ground. For a while, he stayed like that and pressed himself against the body of the other. Armin did not dare to open his eyes, but he suddenly felt soft lips on his.

Unconsciously he opened his mouth slightly and the stranger let a warm liquid run into it. It tasted like... Blood! Involuntarily he swallowed it and felt it burn down his neck.

After this had happened, he detached himself from him and finally looked at the vampire. Dark red eyes glowed at him and an almost mocking smile adorned his face. "We will meet again, I promise you, my disciple." "Who are you...?" Armin mumbled, while his sight faded more and more. "The one who will guide you." This was the only thing he heard before his body could no longer withstand the exhaustion.