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The Lonsom child.
By: Me.
Chapter 1: lonlyness
The wind blows cold, the rain falling, pooring down on a girl, shivering in the darkened corner of the city streets. Her cloths are tatered and durty, she's sick and her stomech growling from hunger. her heart broken from the lose of her family, the lose of her friends. It brings tears to her eyes just thinking how they dead, in the wor. So many deaths, so many injured, so many with out houses to keep them worm through the dark and rainy nights. She wispers, sadly with greff, " Only if they would have listened..." She sits there all alone in the darkness of her broken house, looking at a broken picture frame with the loved ones in it,"... if only they were here..." She barres her head in bettween her knees.
flashback:
"Daddy! Daddy!" A girl shouted excitedly, " Look what I've found! Look daddy!" The little girl ran up to him with her hands clasped together. "Ha ha hey! Ok, let me see what you've got." The man grins, while the little girl stopped and started to open her hands. When they opened a small, beautiful frog jumped up and landed right on his face and startled him, making him fall backwords onto the ground with a thud. Running to his side, "Are you ok, daddy?" The frog jumped off, right into the flowing green grass. laughing, "I'm alright, Marria. I'm ok." He stars up in the blue sky, watching the white puffs go by. "Isn't this a beautiful day? Just laying here, watching the clouds go by..." He says with a smile, Marria just nods and gazes at the clouds. "hey, daddy! I see one that is shapped like a frog! Can you see it?" "I'm not sure... oh now I see it. Yes it is shaped like a frog, isn't it?" they both laughed.
The girl sits in the rain, crying for her loved ones, especially for her loving dad. She's drenched from the rain and freezing from the cold, icy wind that lashed at her like a wip. In the far distence she could hear tthe faint footsteps of boots splashing in the puddles that got in there way. She could hear the clatter sound of a combat fifle dragging on the ground, hitting every stone and every pit in the road as the guy drags it with him. The girl dragged her self behind some ruble and trash that was put there during the war. The footsteps geting louder, seeming like the person is coming for her, to kill her and every last one of the people in this town, Then when she was almost into her little safe corner, she axcedentally hit something that echoed through the darkness, and alerted the person to pick up his gun and started to investigate. The girl frightened, she coiled into a ball trying to make her self smaller as the footsteps seem to get closer to her. Her heart beat geting faster, when the echoes come from the entrence of the allyway. His footsteps are stedy. His face concentraiting on what's infront of him, keeping his gun aimed where he looks. The girl hears him geting closer, and closer, the girl looked frantically around for something to fend him off, but nothing looked good enough. The girl pushed her self close to the wall, but in her process of doing that she pushed something that scidded across the ground, about 6 feet infront of the man, he heard and spoted the store that moved. She gasped silently hoping he didn't see it, but she know he did, by the foot steps suddenly stopped. A click echoed through the darkness, breaking the silence, the type of fear that shivers through your body, your thoughts of knowing that your going to die, alone.
The foot steps started again matching every 3rd heart beat of the frightend girl, the sound is so close that she can hear the man's breathe stagering as though he was scared too of what is hiding just beyond the rubble that hid something. when he got close enough he moved quickly in front of the girl and scared her making her scream, echo through the night for all to hear, or who ever is still there. the man was about to pull the trigger intill he heard her scream and what he saw. His gun shacks, as his body does the same, making him drop his gun. As the gun falls, he becomes weak and falls to his knees, blood covering his body, his uniform torn, his skin and cuts are exposed to the rain and the wind. the soldiar maneges to say, but with slight pain in his tone, ".... sorry,... I didn't mean to..." he fell backwords, splashing into a pouddle, the icy liquid splatered, droplets hitting her cold skin and his. the girls eyes widened, the memories came back, hitting her like a ton of bricks, her brother was laying right infront of her, bleeding from the cuts and bullets. she was frightened, shocked, but she pulled her self from her corner, clowling to his side, she yelled, shacking her brother slightly, "brother! brother, please wake up! .... please..."her voice and sadness in her voice made him open up his eyes,showing his blue, motionless eyes. "brother,.... what happened to the rest? where are they?" her face shows that she knows she knows the answer, but her voice is unserten. he looked at the expretion on her face, he turned his head away from his sister, "well uh... they're gone. some of them are still alive, but barly..." he shuts his eyes conseling his emotions. she said sadend, but trying to cheer up, "lets go help them. we can help. lets go and... " he interupted yelling, " Marria! didn't you hear me!? they are dead theres nothing we can do." he coughs up blood, growning in pain, maria trying to help the pain go away, sobbing. "but big brother... you said you'll... help people when they needed it... tha-thats why you... you came here.. to help people, big brother..." tears dropping down off of her face onto his uniform and skin. he sighs, grouning a bit, "maria, i know what is said, but," he coughs up blood again streaming down the sides of his face,"... theres no way for... me to go backin this condition... i'm to weak to go back... by time... by time i get there... it'll be to late." he looks up at the sad girls face, her tears streaming down her face, wishing there could be another way. "i'm sory Marria... but... i can'thelp them..." Marria cryed, but yelled at him, " how could you say that big brother!? you said, and promised you would protect them no mater what! what ... what happened to that promise you made me?!..." she crys for a bit covering her face with her cold hands as her brother looks at her, feeling guilty," if your not ganna do anything about it... i'll do it my self!" she grabs his gun and starts getting up and runs, but the man grabs the gun, stopping her." let go! i'm ganna save them!" he keeps a hold of it," little sister, don't do this, don't soil your hands with blood...," coughing blood," ...you must stay here, Marria!" Marria starts crying again," what about the others?..." she's staring at him with tear filled eyes, he sighed, " Marria, you have a big heart, but right now you need to wait here, with your brother, it's the only way that we can servive, so we could save them," he starts coughing, and blood splats out of his mouth, he pulls in his sister, Marria, close," Marria, i'm going to die, i need you to be here with me... i need blood... in order to servive." Marria's eyes widened a bit, "... m-my blood? ... b-but brother. ... father said..." he pulled her incloser, his hand around her wrist, "i'm sory sister Marria, but i have to... in order for me to servive, i have to have ... blood," coughing but not as harsh anymore, he's already faiding away," just a little bit, sister... i wont kill you... promise." her big brother coughing, she thought for a few secounds, watching her brother getting weaker. Marria nodded agreeing coutiously," thank you sister... i owe you big time..." Marria brought her wrist to her brother's mouth, closing her eyes waiting for him to bite down pearcing her skin with his sharp fangs. she feels the sharp points presing slightly on her soft skin, presing a bit harder every secound, feeling the fangs pearse her skin and sinking more into her wrist, Marria biting her lip letting out small groans. his fangs bursting vains making the wound bleed, soon the tips hit her artery slightly pearcing it making her fingers twitch, Marria wanting to pull back from her big brother, but his grip was strong, it kept her arm from going away. the blood trickling into his mouth, some excaping from his lips that press onto the skin of her wrist. Marria shaking from the slight pain that was once harrible, but now lessened to a stinging pain. her brother drinking her worm pure blood. Marria becoming light headed." big brother.... stop.." Marria dropping to her knees, splashing in a small mud puddle, kneeling. her brother saw her fall to her knees, her brother stopped, slowly pulling out his blood covered fangs. he lickes her wound as she scrunches her face a bit with a stight stinging sensation bringing his face up from her wrist and licks his lips clean and fangs. Marria placing her wrist on her chast and wraps her other arm around it, trying to keep the rain water from stining her wound. her eyes half way open, her body slumped a bit with weakness. "Marria... are you ok?" Marria looked up at him with wery blue eyes gazing at his. "b-brother..." she slowly closing her eyes, vision getting blurry. she starts to lean to the side and continues till she falls unconsious on the cold, hard, wet, pavment, making a slight splash sound. her brother trying to get up but his body wouldn't move, his body so weak still and battered from the war that's still in play. "Marria!..." her brother yelled, his body wont budge, his mind cusing at his weak body. so cold and weak, unable to move even with the taste of blood, he still is weak. his body slowly fadiong same with his mind, consiousness. her brother spoke softly one last time, " Marria... sister..." his vision went blank. rain drops splating on there skin of ice, motionless. cloths and hair drenched. skin so wet and cold, icy water sorounding them in thin layors on the hard cement floor that the motionless, lifless bodys lay on, not breathing, no movments besides the droplets of water dance around them. the darkness caving in on them, getting smaller and smaller, hardly seen in the stormy nights plage. seeming like no one is there, nothing but the shadows and the darkness that seems forever and the sound or the rain pooring down on the objects that get in the way of its path to it's beloved ground of cold.
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