Nuit De La Lune (frerard)
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Last published Mon, Nov 28, 2016
Fire.
That was all Frank could remember of his parents.
The smell of smoke and the darkness that followed, that was all he could remember from the old house, and the firetruck's sirens, the last look at the burned shell of his home, and the silver ring found in the ashes he had worn since he was six.
He now lives in a children's home, well, his fifth children's home, because he kept getting into fights and having to be moved to protect the others.
And he still kept being rebellious, sneaking out at night because the new home is just the same as the others. Boring kids, annoying adults, just not Frank's style. But the town was different; darker, like something was lurking in the alleyways and shadows.
He wasn't that far off in his assumption.
He soon comes to discover the truth about how his parents died, and the real darkness in the alleyways of the town.
(Vampire!Gerard)
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