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Prolouge and Chapter One: Meeting (below)
Chapter Two
Blood Lust (http://bmgf.bulbagarden.net/f227/bloody-waltz-120657/)
Chapter Three
Interview with a Vampire
Prologue
Eternity. Most people want to live forever. For they fear death. But perhaps death is better. Eternity is a never-ending river that flows at great speeds. With out something to hold on to… You Drown. I am Harley Hellsing and this is my story.
Chapter One
Meeting
It all started with what I thought was an ordinary day. A loud buzzer wend off. I awoke at the early morning ceiling of my room shrouded in darkness. I lay there pondering my last dream. I was dancing alone in twilight of an autumn forest. It was so peaceful. It was one of those dream where I almost sad that I had to wake up. I then got out of my bed and into my bathroom where I had started my morning routine by taking a shower. My dream almost completely forgotten. I had then turned off the water and went in front of the bathroom mirror to comb my blood red hair. My pale skin still drips with drops of water. My green eyes sparkling in the lights of the bathroom. “HARLEY HURRY UP! YOUR GONNA BE LATE FOR SCHOOL!” My over bearing mother shouted at me through the door. “Alright mum. I will be right out.” I said in an annoyed tone. I then finished combing my hair and put on a black tank top with a pair of blue jeans. I got out the bathroom in a flustered matter and ran down stairs. I grabbed a bowl of oatmeal and watched the news. “Another disappearance of another teenage girl by the name of Mary Anne Nichols. She is 13 with brown hair. A height of 5,2 and weighing 103 pounds. Last seen wearing a grey hoodie with a black mini skirt. “ They then should a sketch of Mary Anne. “If anyone knows the whereabouts of this girl please call 435-687-0986. Scotland Yard fears this could be another target from the mysterious serial killer. Blood Rose. His victims being teenage girls usually found dead in fields of flowers holding a red rose in their right hands. We caution all citizens of London to be wary.” The Anchorman then finished and skipped right to the weather. I then turned off the TV, grabbed my bag and walked out the door in the streets of London. “Hey!” A blonde haired girl with black hair ties used to put her hair in pigtails shouted. “Lacey!” I shouted back running to her. Lacey was my best and possibly only friend. One the very people who didn’t find me weird but very gifted. “How have you been? Have a good summer.” Lacey asked me. “Okay. Kind of boring.” I replied. We then walked off down the streets of London. We were starting are first year at high school at Stone Ridge High. The conversation rather quiet, which I didn’t mind. I always did prefer silence. We were walking down the street when I bumped into someone. “Oh. Pardon me, but do watch where you are going.” He said. It was a black haired boy about my age. He was so polite but rude at the same time. I shook it off and continued on my way until I bumped into another pedestrian this time being a man who looked like he was in his thirties. He merely grunted as I bumped into him. “Harley, watch where you’re going. That’s the second person so far. Anymore and people are going to think you’re a pickpocket or something. “Yes Lacey.” I replied.
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