The City of Dread

The night was new. The moon white and gleaming. The sky dark, and filled with clouds of bats. Nothing could be heard but screeching tires, and the sound of explosions, far away.

Hearts were racing, and the feeling of dread, soaked the city. No laughs were heard all year. But tears were wept. The women and children were leaving. No family wanted to stay here. But, the pay was good. The closest town from the city of tread, was at least 30 miles away. So, if you wanted to have good pay, a family, and a decent house, you have to drive about 30 miles a day.

Sometimes you would see teenagers with candles, ouija boards, and lighter fluid. They were mischievous, and dark people. But curious creatures they were. They believed me as some myth. But, that’s how humans explain things they don’t understand.

They assign these, different creatures, with ways they should act, how they should appear. How we should look. If they were evil or not. Beings of different dimensions, aren’t supposed beautiful, they must be ugly, and disgusting things. Must be unintelligent, mindless beings, beings that only want to eat or kill humans. They are selfish to believe that we only think of them. Unbelievable disgraces of this planet.

A-hem. Back to the story of the City of Dread. How about we start from how the City of Dread began… Fog was setting on the streets. Ash was falling from the sky. Flames were clawing out of the clouds. Peering out, and crackling. The people of course reacted. They were terrified. The Policemen ordered an evacuation. Citizens left. But, not the rich. They stayed with their companies. They worked too hard for their successes. They couldn’t leave their pride behind.

Pride kept the rich, Greed and Gluttony the criminal scum. The sloth kept the ones who didn’t feel like leaving. So, the people who stayed, deserve what comes to them. Whether that be death, misery, torture or to simply have no mercy on themselves. HAHA. Apologies, I should not laugh at such things.

But, that’s how the City of Dread, came to be. But, like I said, those who need money and food to survive, worked here. Came here, to live. Those who are only trying to live, will not be facing karma or anything that may happen to this city, lets say, freak accidents, will not be harmed.

You are probably wondering by now, who I am, why I am writing about such things. But, my writing is for my future successor, or dare I say, my children. I will not tell you much about who I am, but I will tell you, that I am of the male species, with dark hair and eyes. And I am tall.

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Ah, the sweet smell fresh, red wine. The cut oh so perfect bread and cheese. The honey dew ham, and ‘mashed potatoes’. Humans definitely know how to make food delicious. And don’t get me started about their ‘chocolate’. They... are good at finding what really makes us love their species, but hate them just as much.

The sky looks so pretty from my cliff mansion. The moon lights up my castle so well. The sounds of my bats linger all around. My snakes licking their lips with hunger. I give them food only at night, that way if I have guests, I won’t be interrupted. Never in my life did I believe I would become a shut in. But sense the people no longer see me as a God, they don’t want me around. But screw them! I’m sticking around for a long, long time.

A storm was brewing. The cold was settling. If you wanted a warmer winter, you came to the wrong place. There was no stopping this storm. All citizens were in for a treat. A very cold, cold treat. Everything is going to change. You think it was bad last year? Then you won’t survive this year.

I thought to myself about this predicament quite a lot. If the storm kills all my plaything, then I will no longer have entertainment, or subjects for experimentation. What am I to do? Ah, I know, I’ll invite certain people to my house, and they will be the survivors of this horrendous ‘tragedy’. YES! That’s it!! Splendid ideas I have! It will be marvelous! Just you wait…..

I’ll serve the best of food, quality music, and have women come from ‘out of town’. Hahaha! Ah what geniusness I have been given! I’ll have my servant's take care of the food, the decorating, but I will handle the women. They are my job, only a true one like myself can order such fine lamb. I call them that, because lambs are just adorable. Tell no one.

This will go down in history. I will shape the future. Everything will be ready soon.

Why are humans so slow?! They can barely get anywhere without complaining, flirting, or tripping. It’s so annoying. They are odd creatures. But, they need a good leader. One that will show them better ways. I will be that leader. Me, and my council, will lead this city, and possibly, in the future, the country. Maybe in a dream, the world.

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The smell of sea breeze wakes me. The first thing I feel, is tickly. Something was touching my foot. I look down, and see something fluffy. It jumps to my face, making me smile. It was my pet. Beautiful as ever. Fur as red as blood. Eyes of a tiger, claws of a cheetah, teeth like a sabretooth. Cuddly as a bunny. I call him Bram. Such a sweet thing, will do whatever I tell him, so loyal he is. I should give him a new friend, or a mate perhaps.

I eat my breakfast in my dining area. The drapes red and black, clean and curled just enough. My table cloth, perfect as ever. My silverware, so clean it’s shining. My butler approaches. He is tall, but shorter than me of course. He is a wonderfully white skeleton. No remaining's of flesh seen, not even a drop of blood. He wears his favorite suit and tie. I can tell he’s smiling, that’s just how long I’ve known him. He takes my plates away, and wishes me a good day. I will see him again at lunch.

I leave my castle of.. Upbringings. I go out and study the humans again. Doing the same boring thing they always do. But, it’s time to change things up a bit. That’s it! I’ll test them. See if the police are even fit enough to help during a crisis. If the fireman can actually put out my fires.

I start with an abandoned building. I look around for anything that could start a fire. I found some wires attached to an old electric box. That box was connected to some serious gas. Humans are so lazy, they’re lucky I am here.

I light it. Fleeing, as the door closes behind me, the building explodes. Sparks flying. The glorious sight of flames engulfing the building. It will be tough to stop this outrage.

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It’s been days since the explosion. People are a bit worried, since they haven't found the reason behind the outburst. As slow as always, humans, spoiled brats. Hmm.. Maybe, destruction isn’t the answer, right now, at least. Perhaps I will help rebuild this wretched place. Then, after years of happiness, I’ll turn into an ash pile. Muhahaha! It’ll be the greatest test of all. Ah, time for breakfast. I walk to my breakfast room, seeing that the table has been set, and already my skeletal butler has food coming out of a room full of glorious smells.

I take a bite of a beautiful piece of red, juicy apple pie. The smell circles around my head. Its all I can think about. Mmmm, I murmur. My butler, even without any face structure, but his boney jaw, I can tell he is pleased that his baker, made me feel a little bit of joy. “I wish to speak with the cook,'' I say aloud. He scurries off, and returns second later, with a young woman, she is part werewolf. I can sense the human in her. Her fur covers her body, a golden brown color, as well as her, long wavy hair.

“Ah, she- wolf, you are the one I wish to speak with.” She looks to the ground, tail tucked, probably surprised she gets to meet her gorgeous master. “How are you liking the change of scenery?” I ask looking down at her hazel eyes. She looks up at me, I feel a tingle up my spine. “I… I like it very much sir..” She stutters, looking very embarrassed. “Don’t be afraid youngling. All are welcome here.” I say. “Even humans, haha.” My voice echoes through the halls of the dead, and undead. “Dare I might say, but your cooking is not the only thing I like about you.” I feel myself grin, but I cough it away. I look down at her again, she’s wearing an older maid outfit, brown dress, grey apron, brown slippers, with neat bows.

“She-Wolf, I am having a party in a couple weeks, I wish for you to make this, and more for the desserts.” I tell her, with my serious eyes. “You enjoyed my cooking that much?!” She outbursts, clasping her hands together, pushing her breasts inward tightly. I look away, I should feel this way towards my servants. “Indeed I did. You are top chef, meaning you are in charge of that night. If you do well, I will make you top chef for every job. So, for this party, I leave you responsible for all courses. This is a great opportunity for you”. I wink. Why’d you do that you idiot! I yell to myself. But, when I looked at her, she smiled, her eyes so full of excitement and appreciation.

I watch her run along to her friends, I hear howling, squeaking and squawking. What a kitchen of wonderful servants. My butler looks at me, he seems.. upset somehow. “What’s wrong silver bones?” I say playfully. “It would be nice, to someday, watch some children run around and play. Perhaps, you take a liking to the girl?” He says, in a chillingly calm way. “I cannot fraternize with my servant’s”. I say smirkingly. “But why not sir, they are your servants, to do as you wish, perhaps even be a servant to your ‘other’ needs.” If he had flesh with eyebrows, he would’ve winked there. One of my bunny cooks peaks around the door. “This is a discussion for another time.” I walk away, keeping his words in my mind.

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My head is swimming. Those things he told me, I can’t get them out of my head. I must distract myself. I should go out, and wander around my castle. I’ll begin to layout my gathering, where things need to go. I get to my hall of greetings. I plan everything in my head, walking around and making sure everything will be perfect. The furniture appears before my eyes, the table clothes, the candles. “Ah, everything is set and ready for my community gather, of the business leaders of course. “ I say to myself. The sweet smell of pastries fill the air. I feel.. Tired. I speed through my halls, knocking down plants, end tables, and rugs curling upward. I slam my door open, the wall cracks, I ignore it, getting into bed, and falling asleep as soon as my eyes close.

Hours pass, or what if feels like. I awaken to the sound of a soft, soothing voice. “Master, it’s been days, can you awake now? We miss you sir.” I open my eyes, and look to my left, a beautiful creature, blurry, but there, met me, and I raised my hand without thinking, petting her hair. My vision came through, it was the She-Wolf. I quickly removed my hand, I could feel my face burning. “Sorry my dear, I must of thought you were my sabertooth Bram.” I said softly, still tired. “That’s alright sir, you must’ve seen my ears, and immediately thought of him.” She said caring and forgivingly. She was in her work clothes. There was a scent coming from her. It smelled, sweet, and floury. I sit up, looking at my sheets, wrinkled beyond belief. “How long have I been sleeping?” I ask the little wolf. “Master, it’s been a week sense anyone’s seen you awake.” She says with sparkly, submissive eyes. “Ah, I see why you’d be worried.” I say with a scratch in my throat. I turn to her, she looks me in the eyes. Her eyes, locked with mine. I couldn’t help but stare into them. When I did, I saw a baby wolf, looks exactly like her, wrapped in a pink blanket like a burrito (as humans call it). A human woman, her mother I’m guessing, holding her close. A Werewolf comes behind them, and hugs them tightly. The Wolf speaks, and I can’t hear what he is saying, but, he looks concerned. The woman as well. Tears in their eyes, they run. I hear a loud boom far away, I can’t see where it came from, but the wolf picks up the woman, and he sprints to a cave. Then, darkness falls. I awaken from my vision, and see She-Wolf in my face, looking very worried. “Sir, are you alright?” She says in a tender voice. “Yes, I am fine, just a bit hungry.” I say back to her. “Then I’ll walk you to the dining room. We have excellent food waiting for you.” She says, wagging her tail, and holding her hands together.

We walk together in silence. Each exchanging glimpses. I sense her coming closer, but, I do nothing about it. I don’t mind her being closer. I hear her footsteps. Getting closer and closer. Next thing I know shes right next to me. Practically pulling on my clothes. “Master, your clothes haven’t been changed. They’re all wrinkled, and dirty. I’ll get you some clean ones.” She says to me, while examining my attire. She scurries off, and in no time, gets back with clean, iron pressed, button down. She hands them to me. I take them from her, accidentally rubbing against her hand. They’re soft, and small. She blushes a little, and looks away. “Thank you, I’ll change now.” She turns around, thinking I would strip in the hallway. I snap my fingers and my clothes change, my other clothes disappear. “All done, are you ready to continue walking me to my destination?” I say to her, tapping her shoulder. She looks surprised, as if she didn’t expect me to have changed so quickly. We continue walking to my dining hall. As we’re nearing the entrance, she stares at my face, as if expecting a reaction of something. I continue looking forward and smell the most wonderful smell, a smell I feel like I haven’t smelled in weeks. I lick my lips in excitement. Most wonderful, what a thing to walk into. That sweet, savory smell of apples and dough. The cinnamon overflowing my senses. The red rugs going excellently with the smells, and the red, apple pie. I sit down, and enjoy the sweet taste. Bite after bite, I eat all of the slice, then I get more. Next thing I know, the entire pie was gone.

“Everyone!” I yell to my staff. Let’s watch the sunset together!” We walk outside, the grass green, and smooth. We get to the edge of the cliff, we’re on time. I watch it go down, everyone in silence. A few gasps. Nothing else, but eyes full of wonder. A howl breaks out. I look over, and it’s the she-wolf. The birds and cats break out into song. The grass was green, but due to the weather, it has turned brown, and swampy. My flowers have wilted. Perhaps before I bring this wretched place down, I’ll allow the humans to see what this place can look like at its finest.

Doughnuts!! We must have doughnuts! Humans love those things. But, so do I. I’ll need to put Bram away for the party. Boy will he be upset. The humans must also never see my servants. They must also never pass the hallway doors. I’ll be sure to make an excuse of no passing there. Should we have music I wonder. Yes, a band of sorts. Perhaps jazz. Or…. Or opera! What a wonderful experience for the human folk. It could be halloween themed. I will give it further thought. Ah, maybe I will have multiple parties. Gain the trust of them faster. I can have parties for all of the humans, even if they’re poor. I will gain trust by all, then rip their hearts before their eyes. It will be most excellent. Have all sorts of parties. Rock bands, jazz, orpera, ALL OF IT!!! A menacing grin grew upon my face. I will be loved by all! They will all be themed so that my staff can be themselves. All will be happy that night. The sun is setting, I will enjoy it, will all of my servants.

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The party is tomorrow. There will be many guests. Food has been prepared, everything has been polished, to look its best, of course. There will of course be no children, some of the guests I have invited are not for young eyes.

Everything is turning out great, the staff are happy they will have more guests to serve, and taste such delicious food made by them. My skeletal butler has not let me forget about what he told me about having a young one to serve one day. He wishes it to be soon, but I simply don’t have the time to have a child. Back to the topic at hand, the party of course. It’s exciting to have people over that you barely know. Socializing with the humans will be quite different. Their greed and sinful ways, it’ll be exciting to see such a sight, perhaps I’ll start a fight. Of course they won’t be fighting me, they’ll be fighting each other.

Honey roasted ham. Mmmmm. What a smell it has, so very excellent. It’s tenderness, its taste. Of course there will be turkey and duck, but ham is so very excellent. You can do so many things with a pig. So many choices, so many different flavors you can try. So many different ways of cooking it. Ah, I am getting hungry just by the thought of it. The she-wolf walks by, I catch myself staring at her, I have to look away, but I don’t, she’s just too stunning. She looks at me, and smiles, what a gorgeous smile. Her ears twitch a little, making me feel butterflies in my stomach, I haven’t felt this way in a very long time, I believe I felt it when I was in my adolescent stage of life. But, when I grew, I no longer felt that way towards anyone. Even when I saw young vampires and gargoyles in their swimming wear. I was upset that I couldn’t feel that way anymore, so I left the city of Mythical Creatures. Wow, sorry about that, I sort of lost track of everything. I was still staring at the she-wolf. I felt my face get very hot, I looked away. “I’m very sorry dear, I was just thinking about the party.” I said with very little confidence. She responded with “It’s alright, you have a lot on your mind”. I smiled, but I wish I could do more than that with her. Perhaps there is a way, just not yet. But soon. Soon I can get her to like me more than a friend. “I must get back to preparing for the guests.” I said to her. I return to my duties. She walks away, with her tail wagging. She is quite something, she is a being of which I didn’t know existed. A wolf that can be kind to everyone, and be a servant.

I continue my day, thinking about her, and getting nothing done. But, it was a good day. The party starts at noon, and ends when it ends. I could be after midnight, or simply when everyone is done eating. Hopefully they will like everything enough, to want to stay and get to know me and my excellence, and if they don’t, I will simply make them. Humans can be manipulated easily. They are beings of which of course want to be on top, but also want the rest of its kind to like them, and see them as superior. But I am far superior than they may choose to believe. They have no idea what hell I can bring when they piss me off. Anyway, let get back to the topic of how well this party will go. I have everything prepared, it is time for some rest. I go to my chambers. I rest, and the rest is soothing to my body, my bones easing into the bed. It’s very comforting. I feel warm. Comfortable. A long few days of hard work, really is great when you need to rest. The light outside becomes unseen. The drapes looking smooth and silky, I truly love my servants. The sheets, so very silky, warm, very warm. Mmmmm. I slip away into the dreamworld. All I dream about is my bed, and she-wolf. I wonder how it would feel if she were to be in my bed with me.

I awaken with a jerk. It’s dark in my room. It’s very nice. I was about to fall asleep again, but I hear a roaring, a crack in the sky. My bed begins to shake. The door bursts open, she-wolf comes in, tears on her face, and what appears to be blood on her apron. I throw my sheets off of my body, I jump to my feet, I grab her and stare into her eyes. “What has happened?” I say to her. “Master, it’s….. It’s….” She can’t get a sentence out. She is shaken to the bone. Her ears drooped downward. She’s scared. “Where? Where has it happened?” I ask her, with anger. “The chambers sir!” She said looking down with sadness and tenderness. I get there as fast as I can. The large, black door, no longer chained. Something terrible has happened, and on the day of the party. This is going to kill my mood. I walk in, there’s blood on the ground. The light is dim, I hear him breathing. I hear the blood dripping off of his mouth. I see an apron, its small, ripped, and bloody. What I see next to it, was a bunny ear. Ripped off from its body. “What have you done draco? She was too young to die. We feed you, give you a place to sleep, hell, I even play with you, and you go and do this to one of my servants. How disrespectful.” Red eyes glow closely. They grow bigger, and bigger. The thumping of and thudding enormous feet. Nails scratching against the stone cold, hard floor. “I am very disappointed in you. You know better than this damn it!!” I yell at him, even if he is a giant compared to me, that will not stop me. A large, black dragon appears in front of me. Red glowing eyes, jaw open, with blood spilling out. I reach my hand to him, my anger fuels my lightning wip. Draco’s eyes grow worried, and afraid. “You should have thought of the consequences before you ate my servant!” I yell at him, I raise my arm, and hit him across the face. A red line appears on his jaw. He lets out what would be known in the dragon kingdom, and a yelp. He runs as far away as the manor will allow him. I go where the rest of my bunny servant is. I pick up her ear, and her apron. I leave the chambers, and chain the door, and bound the door to those chains.

I go to a place in the manor I haven’t been in for a very long time. I sit there, with my bunny’s ear. I hold it, I begin to recite something I learned a long time ago from my school days. The bunny ear glows golden. An aura surrounds us. An hour goes by. I hear crying, crying from a baby. I look downward, I feel myself smile. A baby lay in my hands. A white bunny humanoid. Quite a sight. One of its ears disproportionate from the other. It’s about 5 inches taller than the other. It’s adorable. Her red eyes glow, and turn golden. “What?!” I say allowed, and nearly scare the poor thing. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you. I rub her head. I take my hands to her face, and smooth out her whiskers. Who knew children could be so cute. “Bones!” My voice cracks through the halls, and appears my skeletal butler. “I need infant sized, golden colored skirt, and a white shirt. Make sure they are clean, and fit her nicely.” I order to him, I can tell he is happy that I have not only a child, but an old friend of his, in my hands, and seeing me so protective over this small thing. “Yes sir, it will get done. Don’t you worry” He leaves in a rush, and she-wolf walks in. My face turns red. “I couldn’t allow her to leave this world, so I brought her back.” I say to her, as if I need an excuse for my reasoning. She comes over to me, and hugs me from behind. “Thank you sir.” She says with a tear running down her face. “You are quite welcome, but I simply couldn’t allow her to leave just yet. She still has duties to fulfil.” I say back to her. She-Wolf chuckles. She reaches over me, still hugging me, and rubs little bunny’s head. Silver bones comes back with everything I asked for. He gives them to me, and without thinking, I dress the little one. Everything fit perfectly, she also, looked very cute in them. I choose the right colors. She smiled. Her nose turning pink, and her eyes glowing. “She-Wolf, would you like to take care of her for me? I need to make sure everything is ready for my guests.” I ask her. “Yes of course sir.” She says to me, happily. I stand, she lets go, I turn to her, and hand her little bunny. I can tell She-Wolf’s mother instincts kick in, and she immediately goes toward the kitchen.

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I run to the entrance of the manor. Everything is set. I open my door, right before a young man was about to knock on the door. He smiled in embarrassment. “Hello there young man.” I say to him, in a calming way. “Hi sir. You’re the party host correct?” He says glancing all around, very nervous, I can tell. “Yes, it is, please come.” The young man walks in, and take his coat off, and hangs it on the rack. He looks nervous, like it his first outing to party of this extravagance. “What is your name young man?” “Its Jack sir. I’m an intern at a paper company” He says to me, looking around in amazement. He look from the ceiling to the floor. “I never knew this manor existed. The interior is exquisite! Everything here is amazing! Like from the medieval time!” He exclaimed. “Are you a collector? How did you get such wonderful décor?!” Jack continued. There was another knock at the door, I went and opened it, and there stood, a tall, curvy blonde, wearing a white hat, and a white dress. “Hello Madam, please come in!” I told her. She came in, removing her shoes at the door. “Ah, have you recently came from Japan?” I asked her intently. “Yes, I did, I vacationed there with some of my friends.” She told me. “Japan is such a nice place. The people are kind, they prepare food well, and keep their living quarters clean.” I say back to her. I don’t like her. Her body is thin, her personality is as most humans are. Snippy, arrogant, and selfish. Perhaps, she will go first…

More knocks at the door. I open, and a group of men in black and white suits walk in. They walk past me like I don’t matter. They must be with her. “Sarah!” Some of the men exclaim. She opens her arms, and three men hug her. I can tell, she’s slept with at least one of them. “Where’s the host? He’s here now isn’t he?” A man with brown hair, and brown eyes, a narrow face, and short nose asks. “Your host is right here. And I would like an apology for walking into my house, and ignoring me.” I say to them with a stern look, and growl. A young man standing behind me, very young, short black hair, well kept. “My apologies sir, they have no manners.” He says to me shunning them. He still stands at the door, waiting for my permission. “Come in, young lad.” I say to him. He walks next to me, he is tall. A little shorter than me, but taller than the others. He walks to me, face to face. He has great manners. His hands out of his pockets, a straight tie, clean. “What is your name young man?” I ask him. “Bruce Sir. I am a business owner. I received your invitation, and wanted to meet you. I’ve heard wonderful things!” Ah, yes, he must be talking about me owning the fire station, police station, and hospital. “Thank you young Bruce, I was also hoping to meet you.” I say to him. Bruce owns the train station, helps fund the police station, he also donates to many different charities. “If you wouldn’t mind telling me your name?” He asked me. My mind raced. What do I tell a mortal? “My name is Amon” I tell him. “Nice to meet you, Amon.” We shake hands, he has a nice grip.

A few hours has past. About 20-30 more people came. A mixture of men and women. The women, hormonal as ever. Short red, black and blue dresses, every where. Curly hair, long and short. Jewelry, dangling, shiny, very noisy. By now, everyone has eaten. I walk them to the ballroom, and everyone is dancing. Young Bruce stays at the punch table, several women eyeing him. Sure, he’s attractive, but I’m the one who invited these people. As I say that, some women and a couple men walk over to me. They smile and raise their glasses to me. Finally, some respect. They believe I can’t hear them, but they are honestly happy they came. Most of them anyway. Those snobs from earlier, the first group, are the one snickering, and believe even though I am 10 meters away from them, with loud music blaring, that I cannot hear their harsh words. They will be the first group of humans to feel my wrath.

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Everyone has left. Except for that one group. Young Bruce has left. Good. “Gentlemen! Follow me!” I yell to them, my voice echoing through the ballroom. They stagger behind me, drunkenly stupid, like their faces. Hahaha. “Want to see something amazing?” I ask them, in front of my chained door. They smile, while holding onto each other. The chain came off, and the door opened, I walked in, then men looking at me in confusion. “Brah, how’d you do that?” They ask me. “With my mind” I say to them, while pointing to my head. They follow me in, and the door slams shut, they scream like mice caught in a trap. “Where the lights at man?” One says. “I wanna go home!” Another says. Thumping can be heard from a distance. A large chain, dragging behind it. “Wha-... What is THAT?!” One yells. The eyes of the dragon glow bright, blood red. They run to the door, and start banging it as hard as they can. Screams are heard. My dragon opens his mouth, teeth sharper than a shark. I look at the group of victims and watch them be bit in half. Blood splatters, bones cracking. The screams go silent. The only thing breathing here, is Draco.

I went to my room, got undressed. I put on my sleep wear, and got onto my bed. I laid down onto my back. My silky, black and white clothes, rubbing against my skin. Soft, smooth, comforting. I feel myself drift off. Everything is silent. I sleep. I sleep long. When I awaken, it is night. I walk around in my silky soft clothing, rubbing my eyes, like a child would. I feel lonely. Everyone is asleep. I wish for company, but to whom? I walk down endless hallways. Getting darker and darker. I fall. Falling, gasping for air. I can’t hear anything. Why? Where is everybody!! I yell, but nothing comes out. I hit the ground. Everything feels like it broke. I awaken. Several servants standing next to me. “Master? Are you alright?” They all asked, almost in unison. I sit up in my bed, they watch me, as if I am going to fall. “I am alright, why are you all here?” I ask them. “Sir, you were screaming.” a little lamb says. “I was, was I?” I say out loud, not meaning to. “Yes sir, you were giving us quite a fright.” Silver bones says to me, holding a white sheet over his left arm, hugging his stomach. This way sir, I will get your clothes.” He tells me. “Alright, everyone return to your duties.” Bones continues. We walk to my wardrobe while everyone else leaves to continue their duties. Bones gives me a nice suit, white and black. I put it on, and he takes my sleep wear. He goes to clean them, and I walk to the kitchen. I ask for something sweet and hot, and then I sit at the breakfast table. They present to me a sweet cinnamon roll and some hot chocolate, with marshmallows in it. I take a sip. It is quite good. A bite of the cinnamon roll, and it is perfect. The smell of it all together, it is good. Very fulfilling. I walk away from an empty plate, and an empty cup. I walk to my ball room. It is clean, spotless. It sparkling of floors, and the drapes ironed, and straightened. I got to the chambers, the chain, not on the door. I walk in, there is still blood on the floor. But, there are no limbs in sight. Good, very good. I walk around, finding nothing to help with my boredom. I leave, close the door, and chain it. Making sure it stays shut. I walk around until I make my way to my bedroom, and fall asleep on my bed.

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I awaken to something fluffy in my hand. Its so soft, light in weight. I squeeze it, a little whine is heard from underneath my covers. I lift the cover, and throw them down towards the end of the bed. It’s She-Wolf. Her chestnut hair on my chest. Her leg wrapped around mine. I look at my hand, her arm raises with my hand. I’m holding her hand. Her nails, long and slim. I intertwine my fingers with hers, without thinking. Our hands intertwined, lay on my chest. I watch her breath. Her ears twitch, but then she tugs on me, hugs me tightly. Then, I fall back to sleep.

I awaken, alone. It must’ve been a dream. A nice one, but only a dream. I get out of bed, and walk to my window. I open the drapes to see the sun rising. The sky orange and yellow. I walk to the breakfast room, and await the arrival of good, warm food. The smell from the kitchen grows closer and closer. I hot plate is placed before me, as well as some coffee. The plate contains eggs, ham, bacon, pancakes, and strawberries. “What a wonderful, new kind of breakfast.” I say to Bones. “Tell them thank you”. “I will sir, and how did you sleep” He says to me, in a tone I have not heard from him before. “I slept fine, and had pleasant dreams.” I tell him. “ I can tell he is smiling. “Dreams were they? Anything, interesting?” He asks. “Nothing you need to know of Bones” I tell him back with growl. “As you wish sir”. He walks to the kitchen, with my plates and cup. I sit and think more about that dream. I wish it wasn’t a dream. No no. She is your employee, you cannot sleep with her dammit. But, that doesn’t much, she still has an opinion. Perhaps I can speak with her about this. No, that’s idiotic. I will study her. See if she shows the signs of truly liking me in that way,

I wake up with her on my mind. I look under the covers, but she is not there. “No nice dreams today then” I say to myself. I get out of bed and go to my window. I open the drapes and see that the sun has already risen, it’s about noon now. I get dressed this time and head down to lunch. I sit and wait. Lunch arrives, and it looks and smells great. I eat it all before I even know what’s on the plate. For some reason, I just can’t contain my hunger. “Bring me more!” I yell. With just minutes, more arrives. It’s just as good as the last plate. “Thank you. I am finished.” I tell them. I walk away before I let myself eat more. I go to the garden. I need fresh air. I’ve been inside too long. I walk around my garden of bushes and lily's. The smell of the wonderful, white and red lilies and roses. Perhaps a walk around town. That will be nice. Yes, I will do that.

I head towards town. After a couple minutes, I arrive at a park. Surprisingly this is the only place in the city where the trees are living. It is quite wonderful to see the human race trying to help the earth that they destroyed. I sit and watch the children play tag, while their mothers sit on the benches talking to each other. I take in the fresh air. The smells of grass and damp leaves. A woman with red, Auburn hair approaches me. “May I sit here sir? Everywhere else has noisy people. I’ll leave you alone, I just need to read my book while my boy plays.” She asks me softly. “Why of course madam.” I say to her kindly, also softly. I don’t want to intimidate anyone that has caused me no trouble, and whom is simply living. I scoot over, and she sits down neatly. A few moments go by. I glance downward to see her legs, long and slim. She’s wearing jeans, and a blue shirt. She is easy to look at. I look around the park once more, and then I hear screaming. A young boy like scream. I stand up as quickly as the young woman does. We both run to the scene, there is a man holding on to a boys arm. About 10 yards away. The man wears a mask, and dark clothing. I run over to him within a second. I hit the man and get between him and the boy. “Sweetheart! Are you okay!?” The red headed woman says to the boy. The boy says nothing, but continues to cry. The kidnapper lays on the ground, bloody, not moving. This time, I didn’t mean to kill him. “Are you alright?” I ask while turning to the boy. He says nothing, but nods his head up and down. “Good. My name is Amon. You have a good day.” I say to them. I leave the park and return home.

I go to my dining room, and sit at my red chairs. I think for a moment. Maybe I should have a dinner day with my servants. Yes, in two day, I will have dinner with cooking staff. Every weekend, I will dine with my servants. Taking turns each weekend, Ill dine with the cooking staff, and then dine with my cleaning staff. It will be most excellent. I will update the calendar for the cooking staff. Of course they wont know that it’s for them until that day of dinner. Bones arrives with some dinner, it smells good. He places it in front of me, he smiles and leaves. I dig in, it is as I expected. It is good. The steak, sweet and savory. The bloody juice running down my mouth. The white, fluffy mashed potatoes, good with the juice. My silverware scraping a bit on the plate. I lighten up on the knife and fork. I finish, wiping my mouth on the napkin. I get up from the table and look to my right, see a brown tail disappear into the kitchen. Perhaps she was just making sure I enjoyed it. I go to the kitchen, opening the door, it slams against the wall, everyone jumps with fear. “Fear not my friends. For I am just bringing compliments to the chef” I say with a smile, while everyone looks at me, lightening up a bit, knowing I am not mad. Everyone bows and continues their work.

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I go to my room, strolling with a full stomach. I get to my room, opening my door with a sigh. “What a dinner,'' I say out loud to myself. I remove my clothing, and put on my pants. I am too tired to put on my shirt. I get in bed and lay down. My head resting on my black, silky pillow. I stare at my ceiling, and begin to drift off. I wake up, to my door opening, in the middle of the night. I see nothing come in, but I hear what sounds like paws on the floor. The door closes, and the pitter pattering get closer. The covers move down slowly. Something hops on my bed, underneath the sheets. For some reason, I’m not moving. I just lay still. The covers move back to how they were before, and something moves onto my chest.

A hand, a fluffy, hand. A gasp is heard from underneath. A lump moves upward, towards the ceiling. The hand moves on my chest. It softly pets my stomach, making me twitch. It stops when I do, and the lump moves back downward. Hair creeps onto me, and she lays her head gently onto my chest. It’s clearly She-Wolf. I must be having a dream again. I should enjoy it, shouldn’t I. I take my hand and place it onto her back, as she wraps her leg around mine. “Uh?” She says excitingly. She moves even closer to me, her chest hugging the side of mine, her head now placed on my shoulder. I feel her eyelashes on my chest. She blink a little, and then her eyes close. After a few moment of silence, I pull the arm that is holding, closer to me. I rub my hands up and down her back. Her mouth opens with her stretch. I feel her eyelashes again. I keep rubbing her back, she relaxes a bit more. I move my hand more downward, feeling a string, I continue downward without moving the string. I get to her lower back, and she stiffens her body. I keep my hand there for a moment. After she relaxes a bit, I make circle on her back with my hand. She relaxes more, to where she closes her eyes, and breaths a little heavier.

This continues for about 20 minutes. Her leg begins to move up and down mine. Her soft, fluffy leg. She’s warm. After a minute of her rubbing her leg, she begins to rub her head on my shoulder and chest. It makes me twitch, but it’s okay. She continues this, and my heart beats faster than usual. Her tail begins to wag and I pet her even more. She gets onto my chest, all the way. Her body on mine. Her tail continues wagging, but everything else stops. I put both of my arms over her, rubbing her back, and stroking her hair. I move my. Hand to her ears, and continue to pet her back. I take hold of one, but lightly. I move my finger up and down her ear. She twitches. I rub her ear more and more, she twitches more, but she relaxes into it. Her eyes open and her lashes touch my chest. She slides off of me, but leaving her head where it was. Her lag, wrapped around mine again. Her hand begins to move downward. Lower and lower. My fingers curl inward, what she’s doing, its making my body feel weird. She stops, noticing me squirming a bit. She thinks for a moment, and continues her hand down to my pants. Without thinking, I pull her upward. We both sit up, she stares at me, her ears pointing downward, afraid of what I might say. Instead of saying anything, I pull her closer to my face, and I hold hers. Her eyes speaking to me, she doesn’t mean to hurt me, but I can tell, she wanted things to continue. I move my face closer to hers. Her eyes close, and her head tilts sideways. My nose touches hers. Her ears perking upward, and her hands holding my head. Feeling my ears. I tilt the opposite way, and put my mouth on hers. Her lips, soft and warm. Our faces get warm, and we turn red. I move away from her, and she opens her eyes. She giggles, and hugs me.

*When she stops hugging me, I look down. She’s wearing black, silky undergarments. I move my hand to her shoulder, but I hesitate for a moment. She moves closer, signaling me that it’s okay. I take the string and pull it down her arm. He fur is so soft. I can’t resist petting her. I pull the string down even more, it gets to her elbow, and I stop pulling it. I go to her other arm and do the same. She looks at me with shyness. This is her first time letting anyone do this. She breathes in, and then lets out a sigh. “Hurry up!” She yelps at me. She’s impatient. Good, that’ll make it better. I lay down and take my hand to her stomach. Placing it on her belly button. She moves a littles, but then she just stares at my chest. She places her hands on me, and rubs my stomach. It feels good. I close my eyes and just take in the senses. The smell of her is overwhelmingly good. My hand moves upward, without me thinking. My hand makes it to her top garment. Its silky, smoothe, and my hand slips under it. It’s even softer here. I open my eyes to see her staring at me. Her eyes full of excitement. She moves in close, she closes her eyes, and kisses me with her soft, kind lips. I feel my heart rate go up and I squeeze my hand that is underneath her top. “Mph” She says, trying to keep quiet. She is tender here, I should have remembered that from school. I feel my reproductive organ pulsate. She moves backwards and hits it. She turns around and sees it lifting my pants. She looks back at me with a red face. She removes her hand from my chest, and puts it on the lifted part of my clothing. She cups her hand and moves it in a circle, making me pulsate even more. I move my hands up and down her body, making her twitch even more. She straightens on her knees, and moves downward. She takes my waist of my pants, and takes off my pants. She sits on my knees, and stares at my lifted part of my pants. She moves her hand slowly to my reproductive organ, and removes my under garment. Revealing it, her eyes widen, and looks at my eyes, and back at it. She licks her lips and moves forward. She takes her tongue out and places it on it head. Its soft, and wet. My head goes backward and onto my soft, silky pillow. She takes my hands, and holds them. She puts her mouth on its head, and slowly moves downward. My hand squeeze hers, and she squeezes mine in return. She moves her mouth, up and down, making it wet even more. Her tongue wraps around it, and squeezes. It feels amazing. She is amazing. She moves upward, her tongue still wrapped around it. Her lips squeezing and her tongue twirling, the passion, the love we’re making, its all, so good. I left out a “Uh”, and my white, seeds go into her mouth. Her ears point forward and her eyes widen even more. She unwraps her tongue and loosens her mouth. She sits up, with white liquid dripping down her mouth. She licks it off, and moves toward my face, she kisses me again. She stands up, and removes her bottom half of her undergarments. She reveals that she is already very lubricated. She sits down behind it, and squeezes her legs. She’s nervous. Of course, as well as me. But, this is all a dream, so we may as well enjoy it. I lift her legs and making her hovering over me. She moves her hands to my knees, making her leaning backwards. Instead, I get up, and move her, to lay on her back. Moving myself to my knees. Her hands now by her sides, she looks at me intently. My hands still on her calves. I move my hand, to hold myself. I get closer to her, touching her soft, wetness. I push slightly, and she gives a whimper. Her ears pulled back, and her eyes closed. “Will….. How will you fit?” She says to me with worry. “It will, don’t worry my love.” I say to her, with my calm, deep voice. She relaxes more, and I push to where I’m half way in. Her tail swishes, and her hands grab onto the sheets. She holds them tightly. I push more, and I’m completely in. “Mmm” She says. I lean forward to her face, and kiss her. I move my hip forward even more, pushing her, and I hit something. Like, a soft, wet, wall. “Ah” She says, I remove my lips and make sure she isn’t in pain. “It’s okay, it doesn’t hurt…. I’ve just never done this before is all.” She whispers to me. I move my hips backward, and push forward again. Slowly, I do this, over and over. I grab her soft breast, and squeeze a bit. She bites her lip, looking at me, she smiles. My hips move faster, hitting that wall, harder, and faster. It all feels good. The tightness, the wetness. Her body. I feel too good. But, I mustn’t let go yet, she has yet to reach climax. So, I squeeze harder, and push more. The bed begins to move a bit, rocking, I hold her hand with my free one. I move towards her face with my own, while still pushing, and pushing. My face in hers. We look at each other with love. I look up, and her ears are faced towards me. I move to them, and I put my mouth over one of them. She lets out a cry. I lick the inside of her ear, and then I close my lips on them. I can tell, this is all very arousing for her. She can hardly contain herself. I suck on her ear, making it even more wet, and she rubs her face on mine. She’s enjoying it as much as I am. I push harder, and go faster. Breathing heavier, and heavier. Panting, I feel her getting tighter, her insides, wrapping my reproductive organ. I pulsate even more, and we both let out a “Agh!”. I slow down, and stop. I let go of her ear, and remove my mouth. We both move to sit back down. She puts on her undergarments, and sits next to me.*

We look at each other. I smile. She smiles. We lay down together, and fall asleep. Holding each other, tightly.

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I wake up. I had a dream. A most wonderful dream. A perverted, but amazing dream. Breathing. I hear breathing. What is under my sheets? I lift them, finding She-Wolf, laying in my bed. That dream…… It wasn’t a dream…. What shall I do now? I slept with a servant. How could I have possibly believed this was a dream? I’m so stupid!! AGH!!! I think to myself for a moment. Trying to figure out what to do now. Sure, she is my servant. But she’s supposed to just be a cook. Not my mate. But… What if this is what is supposed to happen? If so, that is excellent, but.. What now? What to do…. Now…

I get out of bed. Removing my clothes and putting on new ones. I keep the lights off, and the curtains closed. I leave her to sleep. She is probably very tired from last night. I go to my breakfast room, and wait for food to arrive. Silver Bones approaches me with a dish, places it in front of me. “Bones. Don’t change my sheets until after lunch.” I say to him, sternly. He looks at me with curiosity. But, then leaves to the kitchen. French toast and sausage is breakfast this morning. Bite after bite, it’s good. I keep thinking of last night. Reliving it. Everything was wonderful. I finish, and as I get up from the table, I hear a baby cry. Little bunny. She is in need. I get there as fast as the wind would allow me. When I get there, She-Wolf stands there, holding little bunny in her arms.

“Why did she cry?” I ask She-Wolf. “She was hungry, so I got her a bottle, it took me a minute, but I got it.” She says to me quietly. She sits down in the rocking chair. Feeding little bunny, she rocks back and forth. After a moment, the milk is gone, and bunny is asleep. She-Wolf gets up, and places her in the crib. She looks at me, and walks over to me. Getting on the tips of her toes, she kisses me. My eyes widen, and I blush. She steps down, and goes to her room to get changed no doubt.

I walk out of the room, finding Silver Bones outside the door. “Spying are we?” I say to him with anger. “Hardly so Sir, I was walking by and saw a servant inappropriately dressed. So by instinct, I needed to ensure she was going to get clothed properly.” He said to me. I was angry with him. I felt anger towards him. But I don’t know why. Perhaps it’s because he was right. I do feel love towards her. Yet, I know not her birth name. I shall retrieve that today. “Silver Bones. Set the table for two tonight. Dinner must be exquisite, and She-Wolf has the day off”. “As you wish sir.” He said, smiling.

I go to her room, finding her getting changed into her work clothes. “No. You’re not working today.” I said to her. She looked at me and dropped her clothes. “What shall I do today then, Master?” “Amon. Call me Amon.” I say to back to her. She must use my name. I don’t want her calling me master or sir any longer, though it’s cute. But if she is to be my mate, she will call me by my birth name. She blushes. “Of course, Amon.” She says to me, flustered. “You can call me Lupa then.” She turns around and puts on different clothing. “Lupa. Your name. I like it.” I say to her, straightening my suit. “We have a date tonight. Please dress to the occasion.” I say to her without thinking. I turn away and leave, before she can see my face burning. I need to straighten out. I need to be better for her.

I go to my study, and sit at my desk. Some papers lay there, and I read them, they are contracts. Important ones. I put them in a file, and put them in my file cabinet. I walk around a bit, surveying my bookshelf, to see if anything has changed. Somethings catches my eye. Its yellow, and sparkly. The sound coming from it, is like a hummingbird. I put my ear to it, and the sound is louder. I use my microscopic hearing, and hear, what sounds like, a spider, or some sort of insect biting down, or licking its lips. I reach my hand to it, between some books. I grab it, delicately, I bring it to my face. It’s a fairy. Or a breed of fairy. It has two eyes, black hair, clear wings with a black lining. Its clothing ragged, brown, a servant outfit it seems. No shoes to fit its little feet. “Hello little one” I say to it, softly, almost a whisper. A high pitch sound comes from it. I believe it is scared. I get an empty lantern, and put it inside, releasing its wings. It sits on the ground, out of energy. I sit down, and have a better look at it. Using my microscopic vision, I look closer at it. It’s a female fairy. Her clothing ripped far more than I thought. She has little wounds, to me they are nothing, but for her, they could be serious. “Bones!!” I yell loudly, shaking the walls and table. The fairy lays down and covers her ears. The poor thing, I forgot how sensitive they are. When I am in her presence, I’ll use my mental imagery instead of my voice.

Bones arrives. He looks at the lantern, and says “Wish for me to get rid of it sir?”. “No Bones. That is not what I have called you here for. I wish for you to make some new clothes to fit these measurements.” I hand him a sheet of paper with everything he needs to know. He stutters, he feels embarrassed that he thought I would want her killed, than taken care of. “O-Of course sir.” He leaves in a rush, knowing he’ll need to make it up to me. I look at the fairy and she's sitting on her knees again. Staring at me, she looks confused. She probably believed I wanted her dead. After a few moments of staring, Bones arrives with a very small, ocean blue outfit. The fairy watches him give me the outfit, and she seems happy. She looks at me intently. I open the little door, and put in the outfit, that contains undergarments, socks and pretty little shoes. She looks at me, and I nod to her, yes. She stands up and begins to take off her clothing. “Thank you Bones, please make a room available for the little fairy here.” I say to him, looking away from her getting dressed. He leaves, closing the door softly, but I know, he is frustrated at himself. I look over some books, and begin to hear knocking. Its sounds is small, but there. I look over to Little Fairy standing, and waiting for me to look at her. I give her a smile, and say “You look exactly as I thought you would”. She’s pretty, unlike most fairies that I have seen. But of course, those were all guards. Haha. Such disgusting armor they wore. They were all mostly men, but the females that I did see, were not a wonderful sight. I feel a suddenness of being tired. I rub my eyes, and move my hand to the glass lantern, and open it. She can leave if she likes, or stay, either way, I’m going to bed. I stand up, leaving the little door open, and I walk towards the my large, open, door. I open it and leave. I stagger to my room. I feel ill. Something is a-miss.

I lay on my bed, face on my pillow. I feel myself drifting. The darkness crawls over me. Books burning. The room is completely black. The smell of smoke, my eyes watering. The screaming, the neighing. The screeching. Like nails on a chalkboard. The only thing I can see, are the flames, red and yellow, engulfing the library. But, somehow the floor is still cold. I’m cold. I shiver. I reach for the wall, of which I cannot see. I never find it. It’s just a void of void. A void of nothing but fire and darkness. I feel like melting, like a candle, whittling away. I feel tired. I lay on the floor of nothingness. I look up to the sky, there’s nothing. I feel like I’m dying. I close my eyes, I feel the heat cover me like a blanket. I don’t know what to do now, do I give up, and die?

I wake, I feel like I’m burning. I turn around, to face the ceiling, and I feel pain. Like something was clawing me from the inside to the out. I roll over, and stand on my feet. I feel dizzy. I stumble to my curtains. I take my hand to my face, and rub my eyes. I feel weak. I must be hungry. I straightened my clothes, and walked to the dining area. I sit down, and wait for dear Lupa. I sit there for what feels like a while. When I was about to doze off, Lupa comes to my side, and kisses me on the cheek. I smile, with dreary in my eyes. She sits down in front of me, and straightens her dress. I lick my lips, and lock eyes with her. We both smile, and she tilts her head a little. Her ears flicker and she says to me, in a soft, caring voice, “Are you alright dear? You look very tired.” I look down to my plate, and my eyes soften and I feel, sad. A moment passes and I look up and say to her, “I believe I am just hungry, sweetheart. Thank you.” Her ears twitch, and she releases her smile. I have worried her. Damn it. I sit up straighter, and adjust my bow tie. “My dear, I apologize for my…. Un-energetic behavior tonight.” I say to her, with my eyes traveling down to her lips. I begin to remember that night. The night we accepted our feeling towards each other.

The kitchen door opens, and Bones walks in with multiple dishes. Setting one down in front of both of us, he looks at me, and sort of smiles. He leaves us, and we both take our utensils, and begin to eat the delicious juicy, red, meat. I feel myself get better. My energy replenishing, I take in a deep breath, and a sip of white wine. The meat is most appealing when it is rare. I would like to try ram some day. I hear it is also good. I look over to Lupa, and she is also taking in all the goodness of the steak. She takes another bite, and blood spills down her mouth. She licks her lips, and takes another bite. I find myself watching her eat, and taking a bite of my own food every other minute. She finishes, and I finish mine around the same time she does. We look at each other, and smile. She is very cute. I stand up, and take her hand. Removing the chair from underneath her. We walk to the cliff side, with our hands clasping. Our steps and breathing in unison. She takes my arm, and we sit on a stone bench. A moment passes and she rests her head on my shoulder. The sun sets slowly, and it gets dark. We say nothing to each other, but we are in comfort.

We go back inside, and rid our shoes of dirt. We keep our hands together, she tightens her grip. We walk slowly down the halls. Gargoyles stone cold eyes, eyeing us down. The drapes moving slightly with the wind of our walking. Following the red and black rug down the hallways. Turning left to right. Going up and down stairs. We grow closer to each other. We walk back to the main rooms, and she rests her head on my shoulder. We walk more, and we stop at her room. I turn to her, and gaze into her eyes. I lean downward, and kiss her lips. Her hands move to my neck, and she squeezes. I pull away, and she takes her hands to her sides. “Good night my love,'' I say to her, and she smiles. She blushes and goes into her room. Hmm.

I turn around and strut to my room. What an excellent date. Human. Human blood. Need. Human. Blood. “BONES!!” I yell and shatter a few windows. “BONES I NEED YOU NOW!!!” I scream at the top of my lungs, shattering more windows. Mirrors cracking, vases falling, and curtains twisting. I hear thumps against the ground, vibrations going into my feet. The brawny, zombie like dire wolf runs to my side, with Bones riding him. He steps down and says “Yes Master? What has happened?” He says with worry. “I need a human, I need human blood Bones. It’s that time again.” He nods. He understands the importance of this. He gets back on and the wolf sprints to the door that leads to the livestock room.

I walk towards the chamber that holds Draco, but I take a different door that leads to the room that I do my…. Business. I go in, and sit in my chair. A few moments pass, and Bones comes in with the human criminal. He pushes her in, and slams the door to keep her in. She removes the handkerchief from her mouth, and tears running down her face. “Stay calm my dear” I say to her, raising my hand. She looks at me, and she is afraid. She’s wearing a grey slim dress. She’s scrawny. Barely any meat on her bones. I stand up, and walk to her. She screams and falls to the floor. Her blonde hair sticking to her neck. I get in front of her, and look down at her. I take her shoulders and stand her up. She’s shaking. She’s terrified. “Worry not, for I will make you feel better”. I look at her neck, I can hear her heartbeat. Thump thump thump. It’s going very fast. I look into her eyes and cast a calming spell. Her eyes droop, and she is no longer holding on to dear life. I put her on her feet and she stands still for me. I lean toward her, and get close to her neck. I feel my breath bounce off her. I take my tongue and move it up her neck. My teeth sharpen and I bite down on her. She tastes sweet. More like water, than wine, but it’s alright. I drain her, gulping up every drop I can get. I carry her to the chair, and lay her down. She’ll sleep for a few hours. I go to the door, but my thirst is not quenched. I feel something hit me like a wave. Anger and hunger. I feel my stomach tell me more, it needs more. But’ I’ve already had all she could provide. Another then….

I open the door and yell to Bones “More!”. He comes over with another, and slams the door shut. I turn to the human lying on the floor, and pick her up by her shoulders. I turn her around so I can see her terrified face. Her hair, black and in a bun. Wearing the same thing as the other woman. She looks lifeless already. She is embracing death, because she is too weak to fight back. I lean forward, and smell her neck. Different fragrance, but similar. I open my mouth and move closer to her. I get to her neck, and bite down, like she was an apple. Her blood sweet, but thick. I gulp, and gulp down every drop of her blood. A moment passes, and nothing is left. I remove my mouth, and look at her, lifeless corpse. I lay her down on the floor and let out a sigh. “Ahh how refreshing”, I say licking my lips and turning to the door.

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I reach my hand out and open the door. Walking out I hear a whimper. How odd. It seems to have come out of nowhere. I crack my knuckles and continue on to my garden. I walk there with my hands in my pockets. I walk down my red and black rug that stretches for 100’s of meters. I get to the door that has vines growing over it, and I open it. Pushing back some tree limbs and vines, I get a fountain, taken over by large plants. I run my fingers over the rim of it, getting a bit of dust. I shake it off, and look to the overgrown flowers. The flower petals as large as heads. Their stems longer than an elephant's trunk, but just as thick. A vines comes over to my hand, and wraps itself around me. Twisting, and pulling me closer to a much larger plant. I abide and follow it. We stop a few steps out, and see the giant plant open up, and a plant like being walks out of it, and looks at me with curiosity, and bewilderment.

The creature that walks out of the plant, is a woman, of sorts. She has green skin, and leaves for hair, pointing straight up, in a pixie like haircut. She wears a red petal over her chest and lower legs. She reaches her hand out, and her fingernails made of rose thorns. Long, slim but very sharp. The vine lets go of my arm and goes to the giant plant. She take my hand with her own, and stares at me with such a look, a look of discovery. She feels my hand, and shivers. My hands are cold, but not that cold. She looks at my face and takes both of her hands to my face. She rubs my cheeks and smiles. Her eyes red, but not in a demonic way. Red like a rose. Her pupils shaped like petals. She removes her hands from my face, and moves them to my shoulders. She feels how silky my suit id, and strokes it, up and down. She stops suddenly, and puts her hands behind her back, and looks up at me, tilting her head. Is she waiting for something? “Would you like me to show you my castle?” I asked her, curious if she knows how to speak. She opens her mouth, but nothing comes out. She looks down, and puts her finger to her lip. She looks back at me, and nods yes.

She takes my arm and walks with me. I walk to the door, and push back the branches and let her in first. I walk by, and close the door, she reattaches her arm to mine. I continue without saying much. We get to the end of the hallway, and turn right, to the main area. I tell her to look at all the shiny things and she smiles, but when we get to the plants in the vases, and the ivy hanging from the ceiling, she smiles brightly and takes hold of some of them. She has a sort of connection to them, perhaps she sees herself as their mother. We continue walking, and walking. When we get to the housing hallway, we are greeted by some of the servants. They are happy to see me, but when their eyes see her, they seem to lose interest. “Little Tulip, why were you living in my garden?” I ask her, facing her, waiting for an answer. A moment passes and she just stares at me. “You cannot speak hmm? That’ll be a problem.” I say allowed, looking away. We continue walking and we get to my room. She looks at the doorway in awe. She knows there is rather important things in there. I begin to walk away, but she pulls me back. She wants to go in, but I am not tired, and have no need to go. I shake my head no, and we continue walking.

She continues walking with me. Though, she looks over her shoulder, expecting the door to be following her. We walk on and on until we arrive back to the garden door. I open it, and let her in first. I follow her to her plant bedding. She gets in with her hips putting on a show, by moving back and forth with her stepping. “Good night little Tulip.” I say to her as the plant closes up behind her. I look down at my feet and sigh. I put my hands in my pockets and walked to the door, moving the vines out of the way. I get passed the door and walk with a fast pace to my room. I am tired. That was an eventful night.

I arrive at my bedroom door, and reach my hand out to the doorknob. Placing my hand on the cold, silver knob, twisting it until the door opens. I push forward, get around it and close it gently. I look down to my shoes, and sigh once more. I turn to my bed, and strip myself of my clothing, and crawl into bed. I lay on my silky bedding, and stare at the ceiling.

The darkness above me begins to swirl. Odd sight, to see such a thing, Am I just tired, or am I seeing things? Something is coming out of it. What is it? I can’t move. Why can’t I move?? My breathing gets heavier and I sense myself panicking, so I take a deep breath, and let it all out. Something is coming out of it, but I must remain calm, because I can defeat anything, and everything.

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I awaken in pain. Everything aches. I’m so sore. But from what? What happened? I try to get up, but I couldn’t move. I try to call out. But nothing. I couldn’t move my body at all. My eyes travel all over the room. Nothing. No one. I take my eyes to the ceiling and see swirls. Swirls? Where did it come from? Why is it here? I stare at it. It keeps swirling, but it slows. Slowing down, I feel my strength slowly come back. It disappears, and I sit up. Still looking at the ceiling, I remove the sheets from over my legs. The ceiling is empty now. Nothing there but the paint. Nothing remains of the swirl. Though I have my strength back. I am tired. I put the covers back over my legs, and lay backward. I close my eyes, and feel my body seep into the bed. Every muscle and bone in my body relaxing, I begin to drift.

Running. Running as fast as I can. Ground being blown upward, and towards my face. I hop over a trench. And another. They have holes everywhere. What is happening? I trip. My head pounding. I can hear my heartbeat. Everything hurts. I fade. Everything dark. There is nothing. But then, light. A little bit of light. Growing larger and larger. Red and yellow. Its fire!! Its swirls around me, burning my skin, I yell in pain. It burns! It burns! I scream so long I begin to lose my voice. Reaching out, I see my hand. Burnt. Ash begins to fall off my hand, revealing my skeletal fingers. No blood. Just dust. What is happening to me? Am I dying? My nose itching with ash. It's hard to breath. I try to take a deep breath, but nothing. I’m choking. I keep reaching out, trying to call for help. But nothing. No one. I’m burning alive, alone. I feel something wet drip down my face. Am I crying? I try to stand, but there is no ground beneath me. I am floating in a void of darkness. Burning, burning, burning!! Someone help me! Please! I look down to my feet. Nothing but bones, and my suit, slipping off of my skinless body. I put my hands on my face, and just scream in agony. With my eyes closed, and my hands shaking, I begin to feel nothing. I release my hands, and look up. There is nothing. Nothing at all.

Everything, everything hurts. The pain, it’s horrible. It’s unbearable. What do I do? I’m still alive, but, not really. It all hurts. My fingers, my toes, my eyes, everything. Searing pain. All over my body. My back, it feels like it’s cracking. Breaking, cracking, whatever, it all hurts. I’m dying. I’m definitely dying. Darkness. That’s all that’s left. Darkness. Nothingness. I feel around, I feel air, but nothing else. Just waves of air. I stagger, but nothing to hold onto. Nothing to grasp, except utter darkness. I fall, but there is nothing underneath me. What is holding me up, if there is nothing? After the fire evaporates into thick smoke, I realize, just how alone I am. I spin around. Looking for something, someone, but there is no one. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Absolute, nothingness. I sit and the cold, hard nothing, and I feel myself drift. I fall asleep, and feel better. But then, the ground rumbles, shakes, and makes sounds like it’s shattering. Cracking beneath me, I fall. I fall for so long, it no longer feels real. I watch my bones move with the air. Up and down. But, then I hear water. A waterfall, nearby. Then, suddenly, I feel water seep through my bones. I’m sinking. A vast ocean, I fall deeply into. I hit the bottom of the ocean. Dark, but I can see a bit of light above me. Sand crawls into my joints, making it feel like I’m grinding salt with my bones. I try to reach for the light, but I can no longer move. I feel the weight of the ocean on me, it hurts. It stays calm for what feels like hours. No heartbeat detected within my reach. No life, anywhere, not even a plant. The ocean begins to move. Back and forth, I’m sucked into an underwater tornado. I’m spun, around and around. I can’t hold onto everything, so I just watch myself being flung by the anger of the ocean. I’m taken to the surface. I float there, and begin to fade away with the sunlight.

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I awaken in an unfamiliar room. It’s all white. The sheets, the walls, curtains, everything. I try to sit up, but something is holding me down. I look at my wrist, to see that a brown, leather strap around my arm. I tug on it, and hear a chain clang against something metallic. In the corner of the room, a woman bounces out of her chair, drops her book, and runs outside the door, leaving it open. After a moment of tugging, and pulling, the woman comes back with a man wearing white clothing, and a heart hearing device around his neck. He has blonde hair, and blue-green eyes. He’s tall, for a man. 6’6 perhaps? “Hello there! How are you feeling sir?” He says to me, holding a clipboard, and looking down at the papers that are held by it. I say nothing. “Quiet type huh?” He says to me, looking almost disappointed. He looks to the woman, and tells her to leave. She leaves, and closes the door behind her. When she opens it, I can see people lining up behind it. What are they expecting to see? The man looks at me, and says nothing for a moment. “You sir, are quite the patient. You probably don’t know this, but you went on a rampage in the city. You killed a lot of people. You weren’t on any drugs, but it may be possible that something possessed you to do this. We also don’t have a clue who you are. Could you tell me anything about yourself? Your name, what you remember? Anything!” I look at him, not saying anything. I don’t need to. If I do, they will only do more tests on me. I need to regain my energy. So I force myself into a hibernation like nap. Making everything go dark.

I wake up. I’m in the same room, still tied up. But this time, its dark. Good. I sit up, breaking the leather strap off my body, sending the buckle across the room. Hearing it hit the floor, making a metallic cling, I move my wrists upward, breaking the straps and making it fall to the floor. I take my hands to my legs, and rip off the leather straps there. I stand up, removing what is still attached to me. Standing tall, I stretch, making my bones pop, and feel a little less stiff. I look to the window, and tear the blinds off. The moon is large, and bright. Shining through the window, making my shadow cast over my bed. I take a breather, and look toward the door. I look to my feet and see that I am wearing white cotton pants with light blue stripes and shirt. I walked to the door, and turn the knob, its cold. I pull it towards me, and walked through it, letting artificial light take over the room. I walk out, bear foot, feeling the cold tiles under my feet. A nurse sitting at the desk springs out of her chair and runs at me. She has a smile on her face, unfortunately, nobody can know I was here, so I call to a special servant of mine. He appears at my side, releasing black smoke from his sides. The nurse falls, and almost screams, but he takes hold of her before she can, and disappears with her. After a second, he returns to my side, and we walk about the hospital, taking everything breathing out of sight. We go to a desk and sound an alarm, telling everyone to get out, including the patients.

After ten minutes, we set the hospital a blaze. Explosions coming from everywhere. We float towards the nurses, doctors and patients. Examining everyone, a large, black smoke appears above them, and moves downward, and everyone disappears. We stay a while to watch everything burn.

After an hour, everything is burnt to a crisp. I move my hand upward, aimed at the ashes, I order the earth to regrow. Grass grows over the brunt hill. After a couple minutes, it seems as if nothing was ever there. I look to my servant, and shake his hand in congratulations. I nodded to him, and he disappeared into a cloud of smoke. I wait a while, and follow him.

I appear home, in my dining room. I sit down and wait for food to arrive, and it does after 5 minutes of waiting patiently. A honey smoked ham is sat in front of me, and red wine as thick as blood placed in my hand. I take a sip, and savor it. I feel the cold, but also warm wine run down my throat. Leaving my taste buds wanting more.