[.A Vampire's Love.] Chapter 3 [Updated]
xBlindxRomancex:
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Chapter One
Getting a new home was something that could be a good thing and a bad thing at the same time especially when you barely leave home. Not to mention that your new home is in another state, away from the comfort of your family and close friends that you once held so close. It was true, leaving home was a big step, but it was something that Nicole Rogue of twenty did proudly. Growing up with a younger sister, Nicole had to take many responsibilities when she was younger. She was often left baby sitting, a chore she quickly didn't care for by the time she was a teenager. Wanting more out of life, she zeroed on going to college, getting a career and going to a new place to start out fresh. When she graduated with enough schooling, she packed up her bags a few months later and moved out to her very own home.
Yes, it was only a one bedroom, but it wasn't that she needed much space. She was a single woman of course and the thought of expanding her family wasn't at all in her mind quite yet. Seeing that she had some time off from job hunting, she chose to move to her knew home at the very beginning of fall of that year. On her own she managed to clean up the home to the best of her abilities, or so that was what she had thought when she first stepped foot into the house.
"This might take a while," she found herself saying as she grabbed a sponge and began to clean the walls, floors and even the counter tops. She wanted to get everything done, at least her bedroom since it was her first day staying here. She wanted to have a place to sleep and the thought of sleeping on her hand me down couch wasn't an option in her eyes.
She worked hard that morning and afternoon, soon moving onto getting furniture and setting up her things in her bedroom. The rooms had been painted about a week before. She had hired a few guys, knowing what furniture was going where so she just needed the right colors. To be honest, she wasn't big on decorating, but she knew that he mom was probably going to stop by and all that she needed was for that old woman to have a fit.
"This looks about right," she said to herself as she looked around her room with a smile. Everything was set up the way she wanted it to and it wasn't even night time yet. Going to the living room, she moved the couches the way she wanted them and then went to unpack a few boxes here and there so that she could get most of the big stuff. However, evening rolled around and the red head found herself getting exhausted.
"I haven't even gone out to have a look around." Sighing, she went into the bathroom and decided to have a bath. It was during that time that she thought of going out for a walk in the early evening to have a look around. The houses here were just so beautiful and she couldn't help but grow curious of the new people she was going to meet.
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The sun finally hid away behind the horizon and a vast amount of darkness took over the earth. It was then and only then did Cornelius dare open his eyes through his clear glass coffin. Taking a slow breath, he waited to get feeling back into his body before he had sat up and pushed the glass cover off to the side. The coldness of the room didn't effect him at all as he carefully used his sense to feel the room, the house and even his property. No one was here, well, not anyone who wasn't brought here. Catching the sound of a thump, he easily slinked out of his coffin to dress, putting on his clothes neatly before he was walking down the hall.
When he reached the right room, he opened the door slowly and spotted a young blonde girl looking up at him with a tear streaked face. She was nude, shaking and obviously frightened by the way she coward away from the vampire. The room was small, only the size of a small bathroom. It was once very clean with brand new tile and white walls, but that soon changed once the vampire started to feed off of human's blood. Now, the room was decorated in blood splatters. Old, caked on crimson liquid formed everywhere, the scent of old and fresh blood mingling in the air made Cornelius a bit excited.
Feeling his fangs lengthen in his mouth, he gave the girl a predatory look before he closed the door. She instantly screamed, trying to hide herself away from the other as he grabbed her throat roughly and brought her body against his. She struggled, her screams falling on death ears as he brutally forced her throat to the side and bit into her neck. The warm liquid was swallowed eagerly, the brunette nearly purring in content as his blood lust was started to be satisfied. He took as much as could, soon dropping the lifeless body to the ground with a FLOP.
He stood there for several moments, his eyes trailing over he pale body. It was amazing to know that she was once alive. Her skin was already a pale color, two bite marks marking her neck to show what had happeend to her. Her face was at peace despite the death she faced. So mesmorizing, or so that is what he believed. Taking in the sight a while longer, he soon stepped over her dead body and made a note to get rid of it later. He never kept a corpse any longer than necessary since he didn't think people needed to catch the scent of something dead on the property. That would only lead to investigations and more death.
Leaving the room, blood remained smeared on his lip as he closed the door and stood in the hall. It was happening again, the sickening feeling that normally followed after he would take a life. When Cornelius became who he was now today, he didn't know how to control his blood lust. He would go hungry for days until he couldn't take it. At that time he would just kill a random stray cat or dog, drain it dry and then leave it in an alley somewhere. In the beginning, that was satisfying. He enjoyed the blood, not knowing that there were better things.
However, one night, on one of his blood lust rampages, he accidentally had hurt a man in the process. The scent of his blood and blinded him and that night, he had murdered someone. The regret didn't come right away of course. His body was on cloud nine, the glorious feeling of having human blood running through his once dead veins was a high that he quickly got addicted to even though he tried his hardest to fight it. He didn't like this, the guilt that followed after an attack. It hurt him greatly and he only wished that he wasn't what he was, a monster.
Hiding his face, he let out a growl of annoyance as he tried to get ahold of himself. As minutes passed, he finally relaxed long enough to go downstairs and catch the sight of the night sky from one of the few windows left around the house. Seeing the stars, he suddenly remembered that fall was finally here. Though it was always a sad season for him, he often enjoyed going outside and this night was no exception. Leaning back against the wall, he crossed his arms and closed his eyes to take in the sounds of the wind and some birds who still sung a tune.
His thoughts weren't as busy or annoying. For once he seemed to be at peace and he savored that moment. However, that didn't seem to last too long as he caught the scent of something. Blood, fresh blood, but it wasn't being spilled. It smelt sweet, like fresh fruit, yet he wasn't sure where it was coming. Opening his red orbs, he looked across his yard and waited. His sensitive ears picked up the sound of foot steps. Odd. No one ever came down this street, not if they couldn't help it. The Dolle house was known to be haunted and no one was brave enough to come around here without a vehicle.
This was something that made the vampire curious as he heard the foot steps get closer and closer. The smell of blood flooded his senses and he found himself staring down the side walk. As if in slow motion, his eyes soon registered a body heading down the sidewalk towards his direction. It was a woman of all people! A woman with thick red hair and what to seemed healthy skin. The closer she got, the more he inspected her, his eyes trailing over every detail as she contined to walk down the sidewalk. Her eyes were bright and alert, a smile even tugging at her lips as she turned to look at the house.
Not moving, he continued to stare, taking slow breaths of his own before he stopped breathing all together. The strange girl had stopped right infront of his house and as she turned her head, their eyes met. Deep red orbs stared into a pair of shiny chocolate brown eyes and for once in his existance of being a vampire, he didn't see one ounce of fear.
Zorom:
1clap Yes, yes! It's brilliant! Poor Cornelius. I wonder if Nicole will help him?
xBlindxRomancex:
They remained staring for quite a while, neither one blinking for the longest time until Nicole suddenly blinked and looked away. What was she doing? She couldn't just be staring at someone she didn't know! However, she felt as if she had seen him somewhere before, but how could that be? She had just moved here and she didn't know anyone. She had just been walking along and suddenly, she found herself looking at a young male that was...rather attractive. Shaking her head of such thoughts, she thought of continuing walking until she turned and saw that the other was right infront of the gate.
Wait, how had he gotten there so fast? Blinking a moment, she turned her attention to Cornelius, seeing his face in the light a tad better. He really was beautiful, all though his skin looked a bit odd. However, that didn't do anything wrong with his features. He looked beautiful to her, even his red eyes. She figured that they were contacts so she didn't voice them since in truth, she couldn't find her words at all.
"Oh uh...I didn't mean to stare," she said finally, not happy how odd her voice sounded. "I..I kinda just moved here today and I decided to go for a walk..." she added as she looked down.
Cornelius watched her face, noting the beauty of her brown eyes, adorable freckles and an innocence that seemed to surround her. She was beautiful, perfect in his eyes. The smell of her blood wasn't even important to him, not right now. He had already fed and though he had thought of having her for a snack, that thought was out the window as of now.
"It is a bit late to be walking out," he said in a low voice. He didn't lock eyes with her again as he turned away slightly to glance around. No one was here, just like normal. Nobody ever came along, not because of this house. A haunted house didn't bring much visitors. Even the new neighbors would've konwn about this place here. It was only a matter of time before she too wouldn't be coming here either.
"I believe that you should be getting home. Good night." With that said, he turned and went back towards the house, settling down on the porch as he put his hands in his lap.
Wait, he was leaving? Seeing the other depart, she had no idea what came over her as she found herself following after the other. "Wait," she said as she stood infront of him. "You're the first person that has spoken to me when I moved here. I know that it's sort of rude to just, let myself in your yard, but I was hoping that maybe we can talk a little more?"
Now, how lame did that sound? She could only hope that he wouldn't freak out or anything, but then again, here was a man dressed in attire that was from the seventeen hundreds. Though his clothes were odd, she didn't think it was a bad thing. Maybe he just liked being different. There was never anything wrong with different.
Looking up at Nicole, he caught sight of her face before speaking again. "I'm a stranger to you and yet, you follow me into my yard? You really are a strange one," he said as he frowned a little in thought. He could always bare his fangs and scare her away if he really wanted to, but he didn't. The young mortal seemed to be brave yet intelligent, he liked that. He could see by her aura that she was a good person and maybe, after so many years, he would actually find a friend of sorts.
"I suppose if you wish to know anything, you may ask." Nicole smiled at him, deciding that now was time to ask questions about the place. She asked what every new person would ask, basically about the people around her and things like that. Though Cornelius was a vampire, he was aware of what went on in the city, so he was able to answer whatever she asked.
The two remained talking for a few hours, the pair never noticing how late it was going until the vampire had glanced at the sky. Day light was going to be here in a few hours, and he needed to get a few things done. Standing up, he told Nicole that it was getting late and watched as she started to mumble and scratch her head in embarrassment.
"I'm sorry! I really do talk a lot," she said as she sighed. She looked up at the vampire with a warm smile on her face.
"Thank you for answering my questions, I really appreciated." With that said, she began to walk out, going out the metal gate. However, before she got too far, she turned around. "Wait! What is your name?" she asked curiously. Corneilus stopped his departure, not bothering to turn around as he waited a moment. Should he say it? Blinking slowly, he decided that there was no reason to lie to her since if she ever found out the truth about this home and about him, she would have even more questions.
"Cornelius. My name is Cornelius Dolle."
"I'm Nicole. Would you mind if I stopped by here again sometime?"
Cornelius didn't answer her right away, thinking that over before he turned to face her. "At night, like this, will be perfect. I'm usually walking around the yard, getting some fresh air. If you wish to accompany me during those times, I don't mind."
"Great!" she said cheerfully before she waved to Cornelius and headed off her home. She couldn't believe that she made a friend! It was her first day here and already she had met someone nice enough to talk to her. Besides, he was good looking too so that was a plus!
Closing the door, she soon started to feel exhausted as she went into her closet and slipped on her night clothes. She wanted to go to bed, but the more that she thought about what had gone on, her mind went back over to his name. Cornelius Dolle. His last name had been said around her before, but from where? Trying to think about it, she wasn't so sure where her mind was going with the thought.
"Maybe I've seen it somewhere," she said to herself as she walked into the living room. Spotting her computer, she sat down at the desk and sighed a little. She clicked on to load her browser and then started to type. "Dolle" was the word, computer doing a search before a few websites popped up. Clicking on one, she read a story about the Dolle family that had perished long ago. It was a tragic story, the website speaking of the death of the whole family and that the father had committed suicide long ago because of his sadness by drinking himself to death.
Reading more the article, she saw a picture, a painting that was said to be the family that lived in that home. Clicking on it to make it bigger, she nearly fell out of the chair at what she saw. In the picture was Cornelius, the one whos he had only spoken moments ago dressed in the same kind of attire as the one in the photo. Wait, how could that be? They lived in 1780! He couldn't be alive, that wasn't right. Even if he had been a relative, they wouldn't seem so similiar. Looking at the screen closer, she paused. The male in the picture had smooth pale skin and bright green eyes. Cornelius was a replica of this man, but with red eyes and a different color tone. Why was that?
Turning off the computer, she stood and shook her head. This was too much, way too much. Besides, it didn't make sense. Had she seen a ghost? Corneilus had been pretty real to her, but if that was the case, how could he be alive? He would have to be over two hundred years old. That, just didn't happen.
LadyAzmodan:
Ooooo The thick plottens ;D
Seriously, its a great story. ^_^
Zorom:
Oh...I'm getting impatient...are you gonna update?
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