The dreams stopped after that. Dani had tried many times to get back into ‘their’ dream world, but she never managed it. The rose however had given her hope. Hope that they had someway connected. Hope that one day she would see him again.

It had been months since that night, and although she wasn’t over him, she managed to put that side of her life behind her. Today was going to be a new start. She had a new job. A new chapter in her life.

It wasn’t a spectacular job. She would be the assistant to some top community guy. Answering his phone, taking messages etc, but it got her out and into the real world. She would be working in his home, that was where he did his business from. She hadn’t met him yet; his former assistant had interviewed her.

Dani pulled her car up in the car park of the house. It was amazingly huge. Double garages and a car park stood to the left. Then a mass of gardens, fountains and stone lined the front. The house it self was large even without the grounds it stood on. She looked up, so many windows, so many rooms. She was sure that she would easily get lost in a place like this.

The double front door was white and shining, the knockers were gold as was the handle, Dani wouldn’t have been surprised to learn that they were real gold. She knocked lightly on the door and waited. It was an unusual time to be starting work. The letter telling her she had been successful in her application had stated that she came at 6pm.




“You must be Danielle Deacans?” said the man who answered the door. He was young, probably no more than thirty. His dark brown hair was brushed back and he had a typical out of the bottle tan. The white shirt he wore made it look a little orange. “I’m Lex.”

“Dani.” She said as she took his extended hand and shook it.

Lex stepped back and opened the door further so that she could enter. Dani almost gasped as she looked around the vast hall. It was like walking into a history museum, only without the protective glass. The hall was filled with memorabilia from the 21st Century.

Lex smiled watching her in utter awe. “This way.” Said Lex indicating the door off to the right.

Dani muttered and apology, her head still taking in her surroundings as she caught up with Lex.



“This is Mr Brennan’s office.” He said as they went through the room to another door. The room was large, spectacular in its own right. It wasn’t like the hallway. While the hall held history, this room was very much today. Everything was silver and polished. The desk appeared empty, all except the panel that had been left open. Obviously whoever had used the office last, had forgotten it when shutting down.




Lex shut the door again and the locks clicked automatically into place. “They are controlled by palm recognition.” He said. “Everyone’s palm prints are in the systems, you get assigned rights, your hand is your pass. Don’t worry I’ll print you later”

Dani looked down at her hand as if her palm was already scanned..

“This is yours.” He said distracting her. She followed him in back into the room they had just come from. “Its linked up to Mr Brennans office. When he calls you, you go.”

“Understood.” Replied Dani. Her office was basically a mirror image of Mr Brennans. Just a little smaller.

“You have two offices. This one here and one at the club. Wherever Mr Brennan is, that’s where you’ll be. Just remember to be listening so that you can be in the right place at the right time. He’s fired people for less.”

Dani surveyed her office and swallowed. It was such a big step for her. She knew she could do the job, but Mr Brennan sounded harsh.

“What ever you do, no matter who they are do not under any circumstances let anyone into his office if they don’t have an appointment they don’t get in.”

Dani nodded.


Lex showed her around the rest of the staff area and took her prints. He left her alone in her office. Mr Brennan started work whatever time he liked, but was always in by 11pm. Dani’s hours were 6pm until whatever time Mr Brennan let her go home, unless of course she was otherwise instructed. She got Monday to Wednesday off.

Dani sat herself at her desk and switched on her computer. Lex had kindly left an instruction booklet of what she needed to set herself up with in order to do her job. Email addresses, phone numbers and addresses. She was just over an hour into it when a man walked into her office. He wore a torn pair of faded blue jeans and an equally faded black t-shirt. His black hair was swept of his face. She smiled up at him.




“Can I help you?” she asked.

He stopped and looked her up and down, his expression saying that he was not happy with what he was seeing. “No, not really.” He said.




“Mr Brennan?” from the way Lex had spoken about him, Dani had expected some middle-aged man with a beer belly and a receding hairline. But this guy was far from that. He was well built his body slender and toned and he didn’t look a day over thirty.

“The door locks number six one nine on your pad, you can let me in now.”

“Of course.” Dani said. Next to her desk was a small number pad, next to her number pad was a larger book with a list of what codes did what. She pressed six one nine.

Mr Brennan didn’t bother to shut his door behind him. Dani couldn’t help but hear as he yelled for Lex through his phone. She cringed, hoping that she’d never get called that way.

Dani had no idea how he had done it, but Lex was through her office and in Mr Brennans faster than a heart beat.

“What is that?” she heard Brennan asked.

“Erm…She is Danielle. Your new assistant. Danielle Deacans. Sir.”




“Deacans.” He yelled. “Get in here. Now.”

She didn’t argue. What could she have possibly done wrong in the whole five minutes he had been in his office.

“Were you not told that under no circumstances you are to let no one in here if they don’t have an appointment?”

“Yes…I er…thought…”

“You thought what? That I was Mr Brennan?”


Oh crap she thought to herself. “I just assumed that…”

“You just assumed that I was Mr Brennan? Did your mother never teach you not to make assumptions?”

“My mother is dead.” Said Dani flatly.


“Well these things happen.” He said and sat back in the chair. Dani stepped forward as the man began to open the draws on the desk.

There are only pictures half way through this as my game decided it was going to crash.
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She left them, she didn’t say a word, she just ran away and out of the club. The air outside was warm, but she was cold as she ran all the way back home, her heart breaking.


Amanda was home when Dani crashed through the front door.

“Dani, what’s happened?” asked her friend as she saw her. “Are you ok?”

“What…are you…doing home?” asked Dani through crying.

“Carol needed this afternoon off so we swapped shifts. What’s the matter?”

Amanda didn’t know what to do as Dani sank to the floor. She leant her back against the wall and hugged her knees to herself.

“Dani, please talk to me, tell me what’s happened.”

“He’s married.” She muttered.

“Married? Whose married.”

“Jerry.”

Amanda had no idea what Dani was talking about, she didn’t know a Jerry and she certainly didn’t know her friend had been dating someone, it wasn’t like Dani to keep a secret.

“The guy we found.”




Suddenly it sank in. Amanda reeled back as she realised who Dani was talking about. Although she was still wary about their hunter visitor she was beginning to relax again about it. It had been ages since he had been here, and she thought he was long forgotten.

“You’ve been dating a hunter? How could you be so stupid.”

“I haven’t and I’m not.” Dani yelled and cried back. “He’s married so you don’t need to worry about it. Ok?” she got up and ran up the stairs to her room.





The house was quiet when Jerry and Sarah arrived back, all except for the conversation coming from the main office. Jerry entered, not bothering to knock. Right then he didn’t care if he was killed or punished for his disrespectful entrance, in fact he hoped for it.

“Ah your there.” Said Aboas from his seat behind the desk.

“You always know where I am, don’t act so shocked.”

“Very true.” He said as he leant back in his chair and clasped his fingers together. “Something appears to be troubling you.”

“You are all the time.” Said Jerry his voice laced with anger.




Aboas looked past Jerry almost through him. “Sarah my child, you may enter.” He called. “At least one of my children has manners.”

Sarah entered the room, nothing scared her, normally, but Jerry could see the terror on her face as she met Aboas’ gaze he knew damn well what his master was doing.

“Stop it now.” Yelled Jerry as he smacked his fist against the desk.

“When are you going to give up Jerry? When will you realise that you can’t fight me?”

“And when are you going to realise that I do not want to be a part of this thing you are playing.”

“You wont get rid of her that easy Jerry. How long do you think she’ll believe the married story?”

Jerry ground his teeth as he felt himself boil inside. Right at that moment he wanted to run over to Aboas and drive a stake right through his chest. He wanted to make him go away and stop this. He did not want to be made to kill Dani.





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Apart from eating and necessity, Dani hadn’t left the confines of her bedroom in nearly a week. Not since that night with Jerry. In her dreams she ran away from their meeting places. Hiding so that the dream version of him couldn’t find her.

She so wanted to confront him in her dreams, ask him why he never said, but she knew the answer to that one and also whatever he said would just be the subconscious answers she was looking for.

Amanda didn’t understand. How could she? How can anyone be in love with someone they had only met once in the flesh? And how could any human love a hunter? It was absurd, but it didn’t stop it being true.

The lids of her eyes began to drop as she fought to stay awake and watch the meaningless program on the television, anything but sleep. She stretched her eyes open wider, but it was no use fighting against them, they closed and she finally slept.





He was there; she could feel him, as always, his presence seemed to have an entity of its own that called to her, screaming for her to go to him. She backed away, hiding herself behind the wall of the imaginary house. The garden was so bright with colour, even in the dark. It was decorated with red and white roses, the scent of them filling her nostrils.


A slight snap sounded round her and seemed to echo as she looked down and saw the rose that she had broken, she bent down and lifted it from the ground, its stem was crushed, but the head of the rose still remained bright and alive. Cradling it in her hand she went to the front of the house and sat on the step, leaning her back against the door.

The delicate petals felt silky and smooth under her fingertips. The stem was wet where it had broken, she looked down at her fingers, they were red, the rose was bleeding.

The bitter memory of seeing Jerry with his wife tore through her and she clasped her hand shut around the bleeding flower. Its thorns dug into her palm in protest as the delicate bud fought for life.


“I never meant to hurt you.” Said Jerry. He was stood at the gate at the foot of the path, dressed in a grey jumper and pale jeans. It made his deep red hair seem brighter.

“You could have told me.” Said Dani. “Instead of leading me on and making me think that we had a chance at something good.”

“How could I tell you if this is your dream?”

She looked up at him, tears staining her fair skin. “Then how can you truly be sorry if this is my dream?”

Her words stabbed through his chest like a frozen sword. He’d come to apologise, to make it right and to just see her on last time to say goodbye, he didn’t mean to cause her more pain.

Jerry walked towards her, she stood. He reached out and to trace the bottom of her jaw with his fingers.

“Please don’t.” she said. “I don’t think I could cope if you touched me.”

She held the rose out to him and he took it, its petals crushed.

“Goodbye Jerry.” She said as she walked past him and out of the garden.

“Goodbye Dani.” Whispered Jerry as watched her leave.


“Wake up, wake up.” Dani repeated to herself with each step she took away from Jerry, the desperation in her voice getting louder. “Wake up.”

Her eyes sprang open. She was back in her room, awake and in the real world. Her heart was pounding and she could still feel the frustration gnawing at her insides from trying to wake herself up.

She rubbed at her eyes. Her hand felt warm and wet. She brought her palms up in front of her face. Smears of blood stained her skin. Something stuck out from one of the small wounds and she plucked it out. A thorn.

It wasn’t possible. She had managed to bring part of the bleeding rose back with her. Its blood, its thorn and the damage to her hand.

Almost throwing herself out of bed. Dani raced to the bathroom and ran her hand under the cold water to clear the blood. Two marks pierced her skin from where the thorns had bitten her when the rose was fighting for its life.

Yeah I will do asap. Been having a few problems with my game. The update is all written but since BV installed it just crashes. Installed the Bete driver for nvidia yesterday...so fingers crossed

its written to the end,so you can see who it was...dont want to spoil it for you

Yeah he did, the old one was made when I was no good.

Yeah I've been about out of it with my writing lately, but thanks to the Nano comp i got back into it all again

She had fought him into a corner and was leaving him little choice. He didn’t want to hurt her, far from it. He loved her, he always had and would, but this was going to be the only way to save her life and if that meant breaking her heart then that’s what he would have to do.

“Ok.” He said. “I’ll meet you, just this one time, but if I don’t get this message in real life then please promise me you wont try again?”

“Thank you.” She said as she relaxed against him. “I know what I feel and this feels so real. It will work.”

“I hope so.” He said and he didn’t mean the arranged meeting.

He closed his eyes and rested his head against her shoulder, her dark red hair sweeping over his face. He would enjoy this moment and remember it forever because he was quite sure after tomorrow she would never want to see him again and so much as it hurt him to be apart from her there was no other way to save her.




He awoke with the scent of her hair still lingering. The feel of her mouth against his as he had kissed her goodbye one final time. A deep sadness settled inside him and blocked out the natural hunger every night hunter feels.

He showered and dressed quickly. He wouldn’t need to dress up for what he was planning. He wore a simple black shirt and matching jeans.

His father and Sarah were already drinking breakfast.

“I’ll be in my office.” Said his father leaving the table.

“Avoiding me?” he asked. “Or hiding something?”

“I’m not going to fight with you any longer. You’ll do as you’re supposed to. I fear if I sit here with you I shall end up killing you.”

His father leaving him pleased him; it was Sarah he wanted to talk to. For nearly three hundred years she had been by his side, he just hoped now her loyalty to him would provable and she would go against the master’s wishes.




Dani was a flurry of excitement as she dressed. Again she wore just a simple outfit. She wasn’t going out clubbing, she was going to met the man she knew that she had some sort of connection too. She didnt know what it was, but she could feel it none the less. And it was real.

She slipped on her beige summer dress, the evenings were still warm, but even f they weren’t she was to excited to feel the cold. Amanda was at work, Dani was thankful of that. She had received a barrage of questions the first time she went to meet her mystery man, and she hated lying to Amanda, but she wouldn’t understand.

The man had scared Amanda; ever since she had learned what he was she had refused to leave the house at night unless it was for work or an emergency. She had even had extra locks fitted, not that that would prevent a hunter from entering, if they wanted in, then they got in and no amount of locks would stop them.

They had arranged to meet at Decades again, Dani loved it there and it was public, plus a hunter ran it, Dani had discovered so there was no problem with him getting in. It was one of the only spots where they could mingle with humans and not be questioned.

Dani was amazed, all this time she had thought that hunters were something that has been invented by those that run the city, a way to scare people into doing what they wanted. What had surprised her even more was that she wasn’t scared at all by it; in fact it made him even more special.

The doorbell rang just as Dani was closing the house down ready to go out.

“Miss Deacon?” asked the man in at her door, he was dressed in a blue ‘Petals Delivery’ suit.

“Yes.”

“These are for you.” He said as he handed her a bunch of white roses. “The cards inside, plus this.” He held out a single red rose. Dani reached for it. One of the thorns caught on her bracelet as the delivery guy tried to hand her the flower at an awkward angle. Another thorn caught the skin of her knuckles and she yelped, dropping the rose.

“Damn thorns.” She said in annoyance as she put her knuckle to he mouth to stop it bleeding.

“I’m ever so sorry.” He said as he bent down to pick it up. “Oh, its snapped. I can get you another from the van if you like?”

“”No harm done really. I have these lovely ones.” Said Dani trying to get rid of him so that she could get out of the house. She smiled politely at him and eased the door shut, hopping that it wasn’t too rude.

She placed the flowers in a vase of water and pulled out the card. “No longer in dreams.” It read.

Her heart leapt. It was real. He was really going to be there, tonight. She placed the card on the table and raced out of the house, she could hardly wait for their meeting now.




Sarah pulled the car up around the corner from decades. “Making me drive in these boots is not amusing.”

“You could have worn trainers.”

“And you could get someone else to help you.”

He turned in his seat and faced her. “There is no one else I would trust.”

Sarah knew what he meant, through all their years together, though they had had a love hate relationship, they were always there for each other. Ever since that night…

“Are you sure this is what you want?” she asked. “Its not to late for me to go back.”

“This is how it has to be, he has left me no choice. I cant kill her, not again.”

“You might not you know.”

“Its to high a risk. This is how it has to be.”

He starred out of the window; he didn’t want to get out the car. This was almost as bad as killing her, but it needed to be done to save her life. Tough love they call it.

“Shall we?” Sarah asked as she opened her door.

He didn’t answer; he gave a weak smile and got out.




Decade’s was semi busy, but not crowded. Dani scanned the people around the room, but she couldn’t see him. Heading upstairs she kept her eyes on the crowd and the door just in case, she was early though so no need to worry. Yet.

He wasn’t upstairs either and although she knew it wasn’t time for them to meet, her heart still sank lightly at the prospect that he may not turn up, she kept the words from the card going over and over in her head as reassurance.

Nerves made her drink faster than she had planned. Leaving her seat she got up to go to the bar for another, and then she saw him, dressed in black. The sight of him made her stop and just stare. She couldn’t quite believe that he was here, that they hadn’t been just dreaming.

She took a deep breath and forced herself forwards towards him. Would it be like in the dreams? Would his feelings for her still be the same? She hoped so.

“Hi.” She said as she reached him. “The roses were lovely, thank you.”

He turned and looked at her, he was taller than she remembered from her dreams, and his skin was paler, but then that was probably because it was a dream.

“Sorry?” he said a look of confusion on his face.

“Its me, Dani.”


“Oh god, I’m so sorry. You’re the girl who helped me that night aren’t you?” he said as a tall woman walked over to him with two drinks. She handed one to him and then began to drink from the other glass. He placed his arm around her shoulder. “Sarah, this is Dani, the girl I told you about that found me that night. Dani, this is my wife Sarah.”

“How very nice to meet you.” She said as she moved from his grasp and held out her hand towards Dani.

Dani’s world crashed down, the music died in her ears along with her. He was married? What was going on? She stepped back from them, they were saying something, but she couldn’t hear them. Her heart beat banged in her head as her vision blurred with tears.

He looked away from her, it took all the fight in him not to grab hold of her and tell her the truth, he knew it would be hard hurting her, but watching her cry over him was almost killing him.

He wanted to take her in his arms and say he was sorry, that he didn’t mean it and it was all a lie, but it was better this way.





“I owe you one for that.” He said trying to sound as casual as possible as his heart tore at his chest. “I’m Jerry by the way.”

She was waiting, just as she had said in the dream. Nine O Clock, upstairs in Decades. Her long hair hung down loosely around her face. She was dressed more for an evening stroll along the beach rather than a night in a club. She wore a short white dress that was dotted neatly with small red flowers, her platform cork sandals made her legs look even longer and made Dani appear to be a lot taller.



He lent against the post out of her sight just watching her. He could see she was feeling the gap from the part that was missing from her life, just the little things she did, the small bits of body language that showed something was missing, but lucky for her she was blissfully unaware. He wished he could be so lucky, he wished he didnt have to feel the emotions slam into him every waking night as they slowly devoured him from the inside, until he was just an empty space of nothing.

The hole in him, the missing piece of his life was sat directly in front of him. Delicately holding her drink, raising it to her slightly parted lips in an image that was so feminine. Her small finger daring to stretch away from the glass as she drank. It was so hard not for him to go over to her, he imagined the feel of her soft fingers touching his face as her mouth closed over his. The way she looked at him, as if she had loved him all her life.




He backed away, never taking his eyes of her, the loud thumping of the music crashing through his head and he fought himself to keep going backwards away from her. He would not be selfish and take her life just so she could have her. She deserved to live and she deserved to be happy.

He took one last look at her as he reached the top of the stairs. She checked her watch and looked around her, searching for him. He wanted to go to her and tell her he was there, but he couldn’t. He blinked away the pressure building up behind his eyes, turned and ran out of the club to his car. He was doing the right thing.




The house smelt of roses when he finally got home. The sweet scent greeted him as he stepped into the hallway. Vases of roses decorated the area, stood elegantly on tables and shelves.

“What are you doing? He asked as he marched into his fathers study. What strange and wonderful plans do you have going on now?”

“His father turned in his seat and smiled. Do you not think they brighten the place up? Give the house a little decoration?”

“It would never be that simple with you.”

He reached out to the vase on the side and plucked the single rose from its glass home. “What are you planning this time? What ever it is, believe me it is better that you stop it now.”

“Are you threatening me?” asked the boss as he stood up. “Everyday you are getting more daring. Do not push me boy, or you will give me no choice but to destroy you.”

He stepped up to his father, facing him so his eyes glared into his. “You would never destroy me. If you were going to you would have done so already.”

His father’s anger filled the room like a hot wave that would take down anything in its path. It swam over his skin and he had to breathe in deeper just to get air. The rose bit into the flesh of his palm as his father crushed his hand against the delicate flower. A red tear slid down his fathers face. “If you were not mine, I wouldn’t hesitate to end your life, but if you carry on pushing me I will have no choice. Why can you not do as is meant? You cannot run and hide from what is prophecy. It is written and it will be, neither you nor I can change that.”

He tried to pull back from his fathers grasp, blood dripped down onto the floor from his hand where the thorns had pierced his skin. “I will die trying.” He said.

 “Then you die a fool and take us all with you.”

“If that is how it must be.” He said and snatched his hand away. “The sun rises outside, not even sleep gives me solace anymore, but the days rays force my eyes to close, I just wish they would close forever.”




It took him a while to sleep, even though the sun was shining somewhere beyond the walls where it couldn’t touch him, he knew it was there, could feel it as if he was tuned in like a radio wave. Only the bricks and mortar around him to protect his delicate skin from the warm heaven that would devour him. He wished that somehow he could just step into the light and be gone, but if what his father said was true then he would curse Dani to the same excruciating death and he could not do that too her.

Death took him into sleep, dread washed over him as he knew she would be there waiting for him. He stopped at the corner, not wanting to walk around the corner and into her world. He didn’t want to cause her any more pain, but he could feel her, like a cord tied in his chest pulling him to where she stood waiting.

Her face lit up as he moved into view and she smiled sadly. “You did not come.” She said. “I waited for you.”

“I told you, only one would turn up, and as you dreamed it, it was you. How could I meet you if I do not dream the arrangements?”

“Can we please try again?”

“Dani….”

“Please. When I am not dreaming I feel like I am still connected with you somehow. Its like I know if I dream it here then you will know too.”

He reached for her hands and rested his forehead against hers, both of them looking down to the ground. “Don’t do this Dani, please don’t cause yourself more pain.”

“Just one last time.” She begged. “If you don’t turn up then I will give up, but here with you seems so real, how can it just be a dream?”

Final Life is my newsest story tough I need to update it

wow this is still going lol

Seeking Deeply, the sequel, click here.

It was the name you choose when i was writing Seeking

No pictures with this one as it would be impossible to take any good ones for this update.


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He could not do this anymore, he couldn’t keep waking up and wanting her. Feeling as if he had really left her somewhere and not just in a dream ready to go back to tomorrow. Maybe one day he just would not come back from the dream and would stay there with her forever.

The display on the clock read 7:45 am; he shouldn’t have woken up this early. He rolled onto his back and closed his eyes. The room he lay in was very dark, every possible the place sun would be able to get too had been covered to protect his skin from the burning rays while in his death sleep. The sleep that he should still be in.

The floor where his room was was also covered from any form of natural light to protect any hunter that would be walking around. He could hear the day staff that cleaned the home while he slept, but none of the hunters should be up and around and that included him, it was as if some part of him fought when he was in these dreams with Dani. Once in sleep he should stay there until the setting sun woke him.

He got out of his bed and went out into the corridor, an elderly woman looked at him startled, he nodded in acknowledgement to her, and she went back to what she was doing.

"Sir" said the elder woman as he reached the top of the stairs. "It is still light down there." The woman was nervous he could hear it in her voice and see it, but most of all he could smell her fear. His emotions were running high. The tips of his fangs started to extend. This should not be happening to him, he needed to get a hold of himself.

"Thank you." he said and turned away from her, he didn’t want to cause her any harm. He had to fight with all his might not to be a true hunter, he could hear the woman’s pulse against her skin, could visualise grabbing her and biting into it, letting the hot metallic liquid flow down his throat. He felt almost out of control.

 
He stood at the top of the stairs his hand leaning against the wall to steady himself. He could see the light shining through the window as the bottom, this was the first time he had seen any form of sunshine in nearly a hundred years. He took a step forward and down the first step. His mouth was almost watering with anticipation; he so much wanted to step out into the light, to have the sunstroke across his skin with its warm fingers. He could already feel his skin getting hotter, and he knew if he was to go any further he would be at risk of burning altogether, but the thought did not stop him wanting to. He closed his eyes and swallowed hard. What was happening to him? Every emotion felt intensified. Something was going on, he just didn’t know what, but he had a good idea who had caused it.

"Are you planning on killing yourself?" said the boss’s voice from behind him.

"I just want to see it, just once."

"Just once would be all that you would get."

He breathed in and then let it out before he spoke, he was shaking as his emotions ran through him. "Is it you fault I am awake?" he asked turning to face his boss. "Is it your fault I suddenly dream and have desire for light and other feelings that I cant control?"

"You have given me no choice; you will not do what you have to do, what is your purpose."

"Then kill me, but please do not do this to me, I have suffered enough."

"If I do not do this, you will make us all suffer."

He clutched harder onto the wall as if it was the only thing keeping him stood where he was. He wanted to hit this boss, to hit him so hard and hurt him for what he was doing, but this was his father and he couldn’t. "When I dream of her, I am not really dreaming am I?"

"In a way."

"In a way? What is that supposed to mean? You cannot fob me off with your crap. When I meet her, I am really meeting her aren’t I?"

"Like I said, you gave me no choice."

"And that gives you a right to control me? To force this upon me? I thought I had already made my position clear on this, I do not want to be part of her life, or death."

"If you are in her life she doesn’t have to die, you can protect her."

"Like I did before? I do not wish to see anyone else die, if I stay away she will never need to know what hunts her, she can live a free life."

"After all this time are you still so naive? Do you believe that Cowan won’t find her?" asked the boss. "Because he is looking, I have found her, so he can too and when he does he will make sure that both of you suffer. You must get to her before he does."

"Maybe if I do step into the light he won’t. If I am gone he will have no need for her."

"No, but he will kill the rest of the Nosferatu."

He stepped back up and faced his father. "Are you not master enough to hold him off?"

"Are you questioning my authority child, my power? You have seen what I can do, do not think that you have the right to stand up to me, you are my child, my creation and still mine to control."

"I can fix that." He said nodding in the direction of the stairs.

"Do not push me. If you die she dies, do you not understand that? Cowan wouldn’t have to kill her, you will do it for him. If either of your hearts stop you both die."

His world instantly crashed down, everything he had promised himself not to do fell down around him in one emotional disaster as the fear of what his father had done to him suddenly awoke.” What have you done?"

Every day was nearly the same. She would wake up after dreaming about her mysterious stranger feeling as if she was missing something because he wasn’t there. It was like a hole that was getting bigger and bigger everyday. She knew it was stupid, she knew she was falling for him, but she had only met him once, in real life. It was nearly a month since then. He had probably forgotten all about her and here she was pinning for him like some idiot.




It was as if he was calling her in her head, she knew he was there waiting, but surely it was impossible, the sun still out shone through the windows of the room.

Dani looked down at herself, the pink dress flowed out behind her, and she didn’t remember choosing this, how funny dreams were, in life Dani would never have chosen such a dress.




The stones on the front of the bodice sparkled as the light hit them. She stepped out of her front door and onto sand. Sand? They lived nowhere near the sea.

What strange place had this dream taken her too? She bent down and ran her hands through the warm grainy particles. They fell lightly from her fingers, like dust floating down to the ground.




She turned, she knew he was there watching waiting, she could feel him; feel the energy coming off him in hot waves that surrounded her.

"What is this place?" she asked. "And why are we in sun light?"




"In dreams I can go anywhere. I miss the light, I miss the sea and the beaches, and this was one of my favourite spots before..."

"Before you died?" she said making it a question.

"Yes. My mother used to bring me here, we weren’t a wealthy family, but my mother always taught me that you don’t need money to enjoy what nature has to offer. We used to come down here when she wasn’t working, even in the rain and wind when the sea was too rough to go closer she would bring me. She just liked to watch the waves crashing, listen to them as they crashed into the sand." he said. "Now I can only see the beach in light when I am dreaming."




"Did you bring your children here too?" she asked.

"No, I would have loved to, but I was turned before they ever existed."

"Before? How can that be? I didn’t think you could have children because..."

"Because of what I am? As long as my heart beats and I am healthy I can have children."

"How healthy can dead be?" she asked smiling and he couldn’t help give a laugh. "I'm sorry, that wasn’t a very good joke was it?"

"There is no need to be sorry. It is a long time since I have laughed or even smiled. It’s a long time since I have felt anything."

Dani turned to face the sea and watched as the waves raced up the shore and stopped just before them, he came up behind her and instinctively she leant back as his arms snaked around her waist and pulled her close. In his hold, she felt safe, as if nothing in the world would ever be able to hurt her. It was as if she where she was meant to be. She lent her head back and he rested his chin on her shoulder, his cheek touching hers. His skin was so warm against her face, how could someone this alive be dead?




He was warm and he was breathing, she felt the air tickle her skin each time he exhaled. Hunters don’t breathe do they? She thought to herself. No, they are dead, dead don’t breathe. Dani couldn’t remember, she wasn’t into all the supernatural paranoia that went around. She knew they existed, but up until a few weeks ago, she realised that she had never actually believed it.

"What are you thinking?" he asked.
"Nothing really." she said. Just wondering why you don’t seem all that dead, and I'll have to investigate when we wake up.

He pulled his arms tighter around her and pulled her closer to him. "Liar." he whispered in her ear.

"I'm thinking that if you don’t let go I'm going to pass out through lack of oxygen.

He laughed and loosened his hold on her, turning her in his arms to face him. She stared up at him, his eyes were like grey - silver flames that burned right through her. She bit down on her bottom lip to keep from saying what she was thinking.




"Tell me what it is, please." he said.

"If we arranged to meet when we wake would you turn up?"

He reached out and smoothed a piece of her fringe that didn’t really need adjusting. "This is only a dream. If we arrange to meet, only one of us would get the message, the one who dreamed it."

"Who is dreaming? It doesn’t feel like a dream to me. I wake up and I can still feel you holding me. I can still smell the scent of your skin and feel the air against my own. I wake up, but I feel that I have been with you. Its stupid I know, but I can’t help how I feel."




He knew what she meant, he knew more than anything, he felt it too. There was some connection, more than just a dream. Surely if you’re dreaming, you know it’s your own dream.

"I think we could drive ourselves mad trying to work it out, and going insane while asleep is not something I fancy doing."

"Then lets try it" her voice higher and tight with determination and excitement.

"It wont work." he said. "I promise you, only one of us will turn up and that will be which ever one of us is dreaming, and quite frankly if it’s me dreaming I don’t want to go tomorrow and discover your not there."

"What if we are both dreaming the same thing?"

"Its impossible." he said as he bent down to kiss her. She brought her hand up fast and pressed her finger across his mouth to block him.

"If you want to kiss me then you have to meet me tomorrow. Nine O Clock at Decades. There’s a bit upstairs that’s not to busy and I'll be waiting. Come there and you can have your kiss."

"Dani..."




"Tomorrow." she said smiling as she broke free from his arms and raced along the sand back in the direction that he had come from.

"Dani....Dani!.." he shouted as loud as he could, he shouted into the darkness as his eyes opened, he shouted not realising that he was no longer in his dream, but back alone in his room. Her name echoed in his mouth as the reality sunk in and he ceased calling for her.

I believe you'll get the answer to that in the next paragraph.

Dani stood at the sink, her hands in a bowl of warm soapy water as she washed the evening’s dishes. Although it had been well over a week since their strange visitor had left and Amanda was finally beginning to relax about the whole fiasco, Dani just could not get her mind of it.

She slid the sponge over the mug again and immersed it into the water, a vacant stare filling her eyes.

"The cups clean you know," said Amanda as she held her hand out for it.

"Huh?" asked Dani.

"The cup. You've washed it about ten times already.”

"Oh." said Dani and she gave a sheepish smile as she handed to the cup to Amanda for her to dry.




She didn’t even know his name, who he was or where he had come from, but yet she felt as if she had known him forever, every quiet moment she got, her mind would wonder off to imaginary encounters with him, where they shared stories of their lives with each other, even in sleep Dani couldn’t escape him.

She knew it was utter madness. He meant nothing to her just as she meant nothing to him, but she couldn’t help it. Something about him had sparked something deep inside. She felt like she was being pulled to him. Maybe this was what they called love at first sight. Yeah Amanda would love that, her best friend in love with a night hunter.




With the dishes finally cleaned and put away, Amanda had gone into the lounge to watch some documentary on the environment, or at least the state of it. Dani didn’t know what to do with herself, she wasn’t particularly tired, but she didn’t want to join her friend in front of the television. The mundane stuff that she enjoyed easily just seemed pointless now and she didn’t know why. She felt she should be doing something. Maybe now was the time she should decide what to do with her life. It was ok living with her friend and surviving on her inheritance, but that didn’t give her life substance, she was just existing. There was more outside these simple bricks and mortar, but dare she venture out.

Dani couldn’t settle on anything, even sitting around doing nothing was not appealing, it was as if something inside was restless and needed more, the only way to silence it was sleep.




It didn’t take Dani long to fall asleep and a smile creased her face as she entered her dream. He was there waiting as normal, under the weeping willow at the bottom of the garden. She didn’t go over to him right away, she wanted to savour the memory of just watching him stare out into the water.

He turned and saw her and she smiled more, she fought with her self as she walked over to him, her legs felt unsteady as if just looking at him made her drunk. He took a step forward and held out his hand as she reached him.




Neither of them spoke, they didn’t need to. He raised his hand to her face and gently ran the back of his fingers down her cheek and then cupped her face with his hand. Dani melted into him, pressing her face into his palm and holding his hand in place with her own as she closed her eyes.

She knew what he was, but in her dream he was so warm, the heat from his hand crept up her face and she step into him.




He pressed his forehead against hers and just breathed in the scent of her perfume.

“Sometime I wish I didn’t have to wake up.” He said.

“Since I met you, I wish that all the time.”

He didn’t notice her eyes fill up and she closed them to save them from crying. She wanted to savour every moment with him, even if it was just in sleep. His arms came around her and wrapped her in warmth, she never wanted to leave.

“You seem troubled tonight?” he said as he pulled away just enough to look at her face, but she pulled him closer and rested against his chest.




“I’m ok, its just...”

“Just?” he stepped away from her and sat down on the ground, pulling her with him.

She sighed. “Have you ever felt like there is more to life, like suddenly there is something missing, but you only just realised.”

“Sometimes we don’t know we are missing anything until we find it.” He said.

She nodded and began to run her fingertips up along the pale flesh of his arm as she thought. She wanted to know so much about him, but he must have lived so long being what he is, where did she start?




“Do you miss being human?” she asked.

“Only something’s.”

“What do you miss?”

“Mortality.” He said without hesitation, and then he smiled. “And sunshine.”

“Mortality? Most people want to live forever, that’s why your species is such a contradiction, your not the hunters, you’re the hunted. Hunted by people who seek eternal life.”

“It is not what they think it is.” He said.

“You wish to die?”

“I wish to have no more pain. I have outlived all my family. I watched all of them die knowing that I will never join them in the after life. I watched my children grow old and die before me.”

“You had children?”

“Yes, I had four children and I have outlived them all.”

Dani had never thought of it like that before. His life must be so lonely, and suddenly she felt sad for him. She couldn’t even imagine how he felt.
She moved even closer to him and put her arms around his neck, his soft hair tickled her bare arms as she pulled his mouth to hers and kissed him.




Her eyes opened and Dani was back in her room, alone, but she could still feel him in her arms, this stranger that seemed to be haunting her, she still hadn’t learnt his name, even in her dreams he never told her.

She wrapped her arms around herself and rolled onto her side, trying the keep away the empty gap he had left.