Apr. 7th, 2013

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Time travel… What comes to your mind when you hear this? Many things… I guess. Well, if it’s not only the time? If it happened that you fall into a completely different world? World so familiar and in the same time so unknown. A place that resemble everything that you know, but in a completely different way. This can make you crazy. At least the average person who doesn’t believe in such things. A person who living in “the reality”. But whose reality exactly? I think that this is a relative term. How can you be sure what is real and what is not? Surely you already loose the line on my thought. I’m sorry. It so happened that I had the opportunity to meet a reality other than that I know. This is difficult for me to explain to you so that you understand me. I apologize again.

I was born with the name Bea. Funny, but I have it all twenty-three years so it is no longer a problem for me. I would not say I’m a great beauty as in the magazines, but I’m sympathetic. I had dark hair and dark eyes. Like the other members of my family. Although my younger sister Lydia (she’s eighteen years old) dye her hair blonde. She is beautiful just like our elder brother James. Both of them are like models. I was a little uncomfortable being around them. But they loved me and I was convinced of that. You could say we’re a happy family. Everything went quite common. Lydia out with her friends every night and James had to go in the clubs with different woman every night. But I do not like that. I was just… different.

I liked different things, but they did not mock at me for that. Of course, James had a strong fraternal feeling. He had to protect and control me and Lydia. Boring, but our parents approve it. I don’t care, but Lydia had objections. It was fun to watch them argue about that.
But the fun did not last long. It happened something very strange. One night, shortly after midnight, Lydia came and woke me up. James flew after her. I cursed and looked at them with annoyance. One day they will stay at home and will make me crazy. I sat up in the bed and fixed the soft cotton nightgown that I wore. I rubbed my eyes. I asked that what happened with half asleep voice, and my sister would not stop repeat only, “Heaven, Bea! Heaven burning!” I’d laugh if someone else was telling me that. Only that neither James nor Lydia had a bad sense of humor. That’s why I looked out the window. If I was not sitting down already I would have fallen. I could not believe on my eyes. As if we were in the Hell itself. Heaven definitely burned.
We were all so shocked that we could not peel and a word. Then came the glow. I just remember that I fainted. Before my eyes danced colored dots and then – darkness. It was all so sudden that we did not even know how to respond to that. If this is a dream then I want to wake up faster. It crossed my mind. At least while I was still able to think.
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Mold… Dust… What’s that smell? The air was permeated with it. I tried to open my eyes, but my first attempt was not very successful. But I did not give up. I tried again and after several unsuccessful attempts I succeeded. I felt like something hit me. or maybe this is how it feels to have a hangover? (Not that I was drunk). I do not know.
I saw my brother and sister. They looked shocked and scared. I dared not ask them anything because I knew that I would not like the answer. I did not see our parents. I did not saw our parents. My heart was beating like crazy. I got up with difficulty and James reached out to me. I crept up to him and snuggled with my sister. She was crying. Yes, I certainly had no desire to see what is happening around me. But after it directly affects US, it's better to know where we are, so we can deal with it.
At one time, I thought we were moving. Slowly, but still moving. This is barely noticeable. Curiosity won out over fear. I stood up and approached the two steps leading to the door. I went in slowly and looked over my shoulder. James was right behind me. I reached out and grabbed the lock. It wasn’t locked. The door creaked and opened. The weather was bright and smelled of water. Sea? Ocean? No, more like a river. When we went out we were on the small ship. It was wooden and had canvases. I blinked a few times. Yes, we sailed. All around US were in gorgeous colors. There were no sign of the world we knew. There were other people like us, confused and frightened. The crew were moving back and forth and doing there job. I noticed that they're from different races, however Asians were prevalent. Have we somehow stumbled in Asia? But this pure nature… What the hell happened?
Someone gave orders. Must be the captain. My brother went to him, as did Lydia, but I was fascinated by the sight. I could not take my eyes off this view. But I was surprised at how fluent James was. Even stranger was that I clearly kneow what they said. I think it was… Japanese? Yes, it was. But I heard and other languages: English, German, French, Chinese, and even Italian. I shook my head quickly. It was not safe to relax.
Suddenly my stomach told me that I was hungry. I blushed. i was startled when someone approached me. Wow… Well, he was nearly two meters. He looked like a fighter. I blinked at him and he laughed.
-Don’t be afraid, kid. I’m Hiro.
-I… I’m Bea.
-You must be hungry.
I nodded. I really was. I still don't understand how it's possible to understand what this Japanese man tells me. Even so, I'd take the chance to see what's happening, so I followed him. He gave me fried fish and rice and doesn't lose sight of me. Although he was very kindly, he did not trust me. I get it. And I would do the same. But now I couldn't stop cramming food in.
-Take your time.
-I’m sorry. I just…
-The man and the girl with whom you are with...
-My brother and my sister. Excuse me, sir… Have you seen our parents?
-No. Only you three. Recently, strange people have appeared.
-Strange? Foreigners?
-Dressed like you… weird.
-Oh!
I blinked and ate the food. Thanked. In the words of the sailor, we are not in Asia. Not the one we know. Parallel… Different. A world that looks like ours, but it's not. I tried to question him further, but he was called away to work. I stayed on the deck. I heard that they would leave us on the port. We have nothing. No money, no food, no clothes. Nothing. But my brother arranged for us to work on the ship. There were a few days until we arrived, so we could start working to earn some money. Cleaning, helping in the kitchen...Whatever we could. James and I worked silently. But Lydia never stopped complaining, murmuring about her broken nails. Silly, given the circumstances.
Although we tried, at night we were so tired we couldn't stay awake. We couldn't see each other during the day and we really wanted to speak about something. No matter what. Only that did not work. I don't know about my brother and sister, but I had a strange dreams. I don't remember it exactly, but I know that I was frightened and upset. It woke me up early. At least I found friends on this ship.Everybody is amazing, good people. I just couldn't stop thinking about our parents. Lydia cried and James was always serious even when he smiled. But I didn't react so emotionally. I was just meant to be. I operated on autopilot.I couldn't even smile using my strength.
I really felt lonely when we reached the port. They gave us money and supplies, but it is not easy to say “goodbye “to friends. Hiro told me not to worry because I’m smart and I can do it. I almost cried. But I kept myself together and smiled. We walked quickly through the village. There wasn’t a city, or at least not like. It seemed to me that we’re in an old movie about ninjas. But people don't stare at us like we're aliens. Well, yes. Still wearing clothes like the locals. We saw other people like us on this place. Like we were caught in world where wasn't separation of the states. I would say that I liked it more so. Everyone spoke their own language. It was just weird.
At first glance everything seemed so normal, but the truth is that it was not. This world is foreign to us. My brother always said when we're together, we can handle anything. It seems that Lydia started to get used to this situation too. However, the boys couldn't stop to staring her. But I could not get rid of the strange feeling that had crashed into my soul. Something in this world wasn’t normal. The way we came here…
Suddenly there was a loud noise. Before us flew a man. Or rather, he was discarded. James stood before me and Lydia. There were three men who looked like soldiers.
-How dare you say such a things about the Master, you bastard? – Shouted one of them. – You will pay for this.
They carried swords “katana”. I thought that would give way, but no. He took the sword. Is he intending to fight? Is he crazy? This is what I thought. Although when you looked at him, he seemed like a criminal.
-I do not subject to garbage like you. – Said the man.
Lydia was afraid and this makes our brother angry. He stood before.
-Hey, listen! I don’t care what your problem is, but you’re scaring my sisters.
-Shut up, sissy!
And he attacked my brother. I thought my heart would stop. But James knew how to fight. The man swung with the sword, but my brother avoided the crash and took the arm of the attacker. The next moment he was on the ground and James hit him pretty hard. I blinked. That was impressive. I looked at Lydia.
-Calm down, little one. You’ll break my arm. Did you see? He knocked him down with ease.
-Do you doubt? – James grinnedand then he looked at the surprised soldiers. - I’m sorry, gentlemen. I just don't like when someone scares women. Come on, you two. We must find the shelter. Tomorrow we'll look for a job..
-Brother… - Lydia cried and hugged him hard.
-You will not hug me, Bea?
-Yeah, right. Can we go now?
I’m not cold, just I’m confounded when it comes to tenderness. Because of this I was avoided to show my feelings on the public places. My brother knew it, and for that he annoyed me. We turned to walk along the road when soldiers suddenly stopped us.
-Hey, you! Stop.
My brother stopped and turned.
-What?
-You have a good preparation. Looking for a job, right?
-Yes, sir.
-Come with us.
The man who was talking to my brother was big and scary. There was a scar on his face. It was obvious he had no problem in causing pain. I did not trust him, but we had no choice. We followed the men into a small restaurant. Lydia and I sat at a different table since he said women shouldn't interfere in this.It was too much, but we hadn't time to argue. They just ordered for us tea and left us.

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James watched the men against himself. Yes, they were real warriors. Exactly as he wanted it to be. He eager to interview the men for everything what interested him, but he said nothing. He waited patiently.
-You and your sisters have come here soon. Is this true?
-Yes. We woke up on a ship.
-What happened before?
-We woke up from a strange sensation. The heavens were ablaze. Laterally. I went to see my sisters. Then came the strange light. So we got here.
-And your parents?
This question caught him off guard. He does not even think about them. They never had appeared. He does not hear their voices. As if they were not even there.
-I don’t know, sir. It’s weird but I did not talk about it because the girls.
-You take good care of your sisters, huh?
-I tried. Bea helps me a lot.
-Bea?
-The older of them.
-And now let’s talk on the merits. I suggest you work and study. I’ll provide housing.
-I can’t leave my sisters.
-Don’t worry about it, boy. We’ll take care of everything.
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Lydia was glad of what she heard. Even if I do not want to admit it, my sister is a little flighty. She liked handsome men. And look here, they are many of them. She seemed excited. But I was suspicious as ever. I don’t believe in good intentions. This made me think of my parents. I heard clearly what James said. That they were gone. I did not tell anyone, but the evening when it all happened, they both behaved strangely. Speaking conspiracy. They dared not look at me in the eyes. Then Jamie (so we called our brother sometimes) and Lydia were gone. I could not even think that they might have something in common.
It made me feel sick. I got up and walked out of the small restaurant. Lydia was shocked, but I told her that I would be outside. I needed air. I wouldn’t cry. I was just confused and frustrated. Also I was angry. I wanted to scream. Then I saw a girl who dropped the basket with vegetables. No one tried to help her. Because of this I went to her. I collect the vegetables and she looked at me. Surely she had not expected anyone to help her. Then someone’s shadow hid the sun.
-Get out of the way!
One soldier said that. It was not a good idea to hang me right now. I stood up and looked at him angrily. I could not see anything. I just ran away from there. I heard that James and Lydia shouting after me, but I could not and did not want to stop. I ran. I did not know where I was going, but I did not care. I did not want to talk to anyone.
Before I knew it I was sitting on a nice little bridge and decided. I hid under the bridge. I sat on the soft grass, leaning my forehead on my knees. I could not stop my tears, but I can hide them from the others. But for my regret I could not cried for a long time. Someone interrupted my. Woman. I wiped my eyes and looked at her. She looked like a porcelain doll. She wore a beautiful kimono and she had beautiful face. She handed me a beauty cloth with embroidery.
-Are you all right, Miss?
-I… I’m sorry. I did not expect anyone to see me here. – I said, wiping my eyes.
-Why are you so sad?
-Long story, miss. I don’t want to bore you with my problems.
She smiled at me. She handed me a hand. She turned out stronger that she looks. I think we were the same height and age.
-My name is Mika. What’s your name?
-Bea.
-You’re not from here, right?
I shook my head. We sat on a small wooden bench and I told her everything. I have unburdened my soul to an unknown woman. I never knew how much I was sad until I have spoken aloud. She took my hands.
-Don’t worry. Everything will be okay. But tell me… Why do you run? Your family will be worried for you?
-Surely, you’re right about that, but… I did not want from them to see my tears.
-I understand. Listen… I’m sure that you will find work very soon.
-I hope so.
Then I heard someone calling me. I looked around and saw James and Lydia together with the group of men. They’ve been looking for me? Mika was embarrassed. When the group approached, she bowed slightly.
-Mika?
-Commander Gaia…
-You caring for the girl. From today she and her family will work in the house of the Master.
My eyes opened wide. I blinked. Mike was surprised, but she smiled.
-Really? This is good news.
Before I could say anything, my brother hit me. I should not have been surprised. It hurt me but only that. Lydia and others were startled though most covered up.
-Do you know how worried I was, fool girl? To escape like that in a world that we does not know.
-There’s no big deal. One person less, who cherish.
-Oh, you…
He reached to hit me again, but someone grabbed his hand. They all turned to the intruder. But the guards and Mika was taken aback.
-Master!
My sister stumbled slightly. As if she had seen a ghost. Beautiful but terrifying apparition. I just stood there and stared without even trying to hide my surprise. A tall, strong man, with long dark hair and dark eyes. He looked like a man who never smiles. He wore a sword (katana). He looked and probably was nobleman. He let go of James.
-Master, why are you here alone? – Gaia asked.
-Do I need permission? –He said.
-No, sir. I…
I dared not even flinch, but I knew it was right at least to thank him. For this I looked at him.
-Thanks for your help, my lord. It was not necessary, but thanks anyway.
I didn’t look at him in the eyes. Not because he was an important person, but because… I just didn’t dare. Something told me that this meeting is not accidental. The meeting would probably drag in time or just anyone will go away, but events changes their course suddenly. There were screams and a load roar. The air was as electrified. The energy was not very strong, but it was ominous. Soldiers ran there, and my brother as well. Me, Lydia and Mika followed them, although the girl obviously knew what was happening. It happened on a small square. Huge monster had attacked people. Several nearby buildings were damaged. There was blood and limbs everywhere. Lydia fainted and I left her in the care of Mika. I could not take my eyes off of that thing. My brother received a sword. Men (all I had seen and those I did not saw) rushed to the beast. God, the air crackled from the tension.
The scene of this battle seemed familiar to me. I tried to search my own conscience to discover how and why. It took awhile, but I remember it. A dream. I saw this in a dream I had when I was a child. I remember that I waking up screaming and Jamie came to comfort me. He stayed with me until I fall asleep. Now the dream had become a reality. I noticed with what ease my brother fights. If it were his second nature. Like he belongs here. It was hard to figure this out. I didn’t understand my own feelings and thoughts. I stood there speechless. I heard Lydia screamed my name. I looked up at the moment when a monster lunged at me. I could not scream. I could not move. I stood and watched, but even then I could not see it clearly. I came to myself when blood splashed on my face. It wasn’t mine. The man who was called “Master” stood between me and the beast. He wounded the monster but he was wounded too… Wounded because of me. I did not know what to do.
-Get out of here, woman! – He ordered to me.
Someone pulled me back until the battle continued. They were Lydia and Mika. I could not take my eyes off the man and his bloody clothes. However, he continued to attack. I really create only problems. But it did not stop there. I saw archer on one of the rooftops. He was pointed his arrow to the master. No one saw him because the monster. The scream would not come in time. I plucked from the hands of the girls and ran to the master. He released the arrow. The master looked at me and in the next minute the arrow stuck me in the shoulder. Well, yes. I was shorter than him.
At first I felt no pain. But the taste of blood fulfills my mouth. My clothes were… wet. As if I was not in my body, and I watched from the side. I fell to the ground. I moaned until everything went black. If nothing else, at least my debt was paid. Life for life. Blood for blood. But damn… It hurts like hell.
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<Haru> 
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I will not speak of another invention born from the mind of a writer. Everything you hear in this story is real. As I saw it. I don’t know whether you believe me. I dare not even to think about it or hope for it. The truth is that I just want to tell a story in which I played role without to want it. On these pages I want to pour all my heart, hoping that someone will understand.

 

Forgive me. I failed to introduce myself as it is right. But one more thing. Don’t be surprised if the names of the places that are included here are not mentioned. For me it was not particularly significant. The names are just a logo, I would bet on the nature of things. But to pass on the merits. My name is Christina Brighton. The events started to happening after my twentieth birthday. Soon you will understand everything.

 

I lived with my parents in an average town. Nothing different happened here that any other city. We had a small but very comfortable house on two floors. It was in one of the quieter neighborhoods. Right here is not happening anything interesting. So even the most insignificant drunk brawl turned into gossip. This to some extent imported a variety of our boring lives. On the other hand it was a little annoying.

 

Well, even as a little girl, I do not loved problems. I was always gentle and comply with rules that had decency. This made me a darling of teachers in primary and high school. On the other hand my classmates thought that I was too strange. Not that this was an obstacle. Actually I understand them well, although for most of the time I listened to their complains and if I can I gave them useful advice. But overall, I can’t say that I have many friends. The truth is that it was only one person whom I could call a friend. That was my former classmate Sally Williams. Nice girl with a great sense of humor. She was one of attractions of my humble neighborhood that really worth it. The other was “The Park of Statues”. Amazing place full of peace. Perhaps because almost nobody went there. I often isolate myself there to clean my thoughts or just to be able to concentrate on my work. Although I liked this place and consider it for my refuge, I must say that avoided staying there after sunset. All the statues there lost their daily beauty and turned in hostile and cold shadows of the pale moonlight. More that once I asked myself how can a thing to contain within itself both beauty and fear. I mean if you look at the light of day you’re feeling surrounded by angels but by night… Then those wonderful things fill you with fear.

 

Of course, I had not courage to go out at night alone. And I saw no point to doing it. But like everything in this world and this has changed. Not immediately, but little by little. Started at the moment that Sally and mutual friend Bly McLane wanted to go out to celebrate my birthday as we know. I agreed, but I must admit I do not like noisy celebrations. I do not really love any parties. And if I knew what would cause this day, I hardly will dare to step across the threshold of my home. But I did not know and I was relaxed.

 

So… The three of us went out to celebrate. We started with ice cream and entertainment in the fun-fair. During most of the time Sally was telling funny stories from out days at school. Bly listened to them with interest because he was curious. He was older than us with two years and for some reason had he was too mentoring. On the other hand he himself did not stop to flaunting with his skills in shooting. He thought that once succeeded to hitting the targets, this is a great achievement. There were moments when his excessive flaunting makes us laugh.

 

After the fun-fair we went to a little restaurant where we can enjoy on the wonderful dinner. It was nothing too fancy. The funny was that Sally can make so common place in the magnificent place and ordinary dinner – in wonderful feast. They are halcyon days. Too quiet I would say. But most people wanted this.

 

After dinner we went to the Park. There was deserted. High lights glowed and turned bright lanes in corridors. The statues stood on the green meadows. They looked like shadows. Sally walked past them, occasionally turning to face any of them. Grabbed her skirt and slight bowed. She behaved as if she was palace lady and met another nobleman. Even saying something like: <<Good evening, my lord! How are you today? >>. She laughed to tears. Make us to laugh too. But I must admit something. Despite her stupid behavior, I would never replace this friendship and for the most precious treasure. In her simplicity had a special charm.

 

But on the merits. As we walked along the avenue that led to the exit of the Park, I seemed that something stirred up one of the statues. I stopped for a moment to see better, but there was nothing. I thought it was just a play of light. So I went ahead with my companions.

 

But it wasn’t the play of light. There was someone… or something. He was a tall young man with gray-blue eyes and ebony-black hair, which gain magical glow of moonlight. He stood behind one of the statues and stared at us until we were lost in the darkness. He looked totally calm as if nothing in this world could disturb him. He was dressed in a rather unusual way. He wore thigh-length tunic in red color. Probably velvet. His shirt was of red silk. He wore a belt with gold leaf and red ruby on the buckle. His boots reaching just above knees. He had gloves in the same color as the tunic. This “ghost” seemed to come out from the pages of a book. But it was not. He was very real, even too much. Without even to twitch his face changed. The gray-blue eyes have become bright the color on red blood, but by his sculpted lips glistened long canine teeth were like from ivory. Without moving, he realized he was not alone. And so it was. But newcomer creature was covered in the deepest shade. Don’t issue sound. It was hard to tell whether it was fear or respect for this so-fine person. None of them spoke. I just stood and stared into the void of the night.

 

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 I went home shortly before midnight. My parents were already asleep. I went to my room. Quickly I took off my clothes. For some unexplained for me reason I felt like something profaned me. Like the clothes I wore were covered with something disgusting. This feeling disappeared after I took a long hot shower and put on my gown of light material. I went to bed and close my eyes. It did not take long to sink into blissful sleep, devoid of sound or vision. I was calm and relaxed. People said: “Good things last a short time”. And definitely not wrong. When I opened my eyes, bright sunlight blinded me. Covering my face with my hands. Apparently my mother had pulled the curtains because I heard she called me to get up and get ready. I ask myself <Is it morning already?>. Like a moment ago I closed my eyes, but now it’s time for breakfast. I was little mystified, but I accepted it as a result of last night excitement.

 

I stood up and reluctantly took off my nightgown. I put most ordinary jeans and shirt. On my bare feet I put soft slippers. Then carefully combed my hair and then tied in a ponytail. Once I was ready I went downstairs and went into the kitchen. My mother had prepared a wonderful breakfast consisting of toast with butter, fruits, tea, coffee and juice. My father was reading the morning newspaper and from time to time by sipping hot coffee. I sat at the table opposite him. No one spoke. Everyone was busy with his own actions and thoughts. At one time my mother, absorbed in her thoughts, told me that I should help her in the family flower shop. She never looked at me. It’s like talking to herself. No opposed to it. Anyway, I had free time. And I loved going to the store. Flowers calming me. Its beauty captivated me with their color and their divine scent made me feel amazing. Of all flowers the most loved was the red rose. It sounds trite, but true. Not just because of their beauty and fragrance. For me they were an example of the dangers that may present beauty.

 

After breakfast each took on the job. My father was a lawyer in a small office. He moves before us for a meeting with a client. Shortly after, I and my mother went to the store. In the beginning was quiet. We had no clients and enable us to change the layout of some of the flowers. But not long after the customers began to stream one after another. I began to wonder whether there is a holiday or something. Thank God we had a huge greenhouse next to the store. Until now no such thing had happened. Maybe because our location was almost out of town. But that day we had a spectacular turnover. My mother was very excited. Not stop smiling when send or receive the customers. And I was too busy to have time to smile. I was grateful that at least we had lunch. For a moment even I started to get irritated by all this commotion. Of course, I had to deal with it as it continued until end of the day. But that wasn’t the most irritating. About half an hour before the end of the day, the phone rang. My mom answered. Then come to me, prepared a huge bouquet of red roses and handed it to me. Then I handed the sheet of paper with the address.  That was just great. I had to bring the bouquet in the client’s home. Would pay well. There was no point to resisting. So I took the flowers and left. I got into a taxi and it drove me to the address. I stayed numb when I found myself before a large iron gate with spikes. The house was huge and in the Gothic style. I heard about this place but I could not believe that someone lives there. I prayed this not to be a joke and I passed that way in the dark for nothing. I risked and rang the bell on the left side of the gate. A few minutes later came into place and the gate will open automatically. I walked slowly and haltingly. Then I went down the alley of huge stone slabs. It seemed odd that there was no light. Neither the driveway nor the building itself. With every stop my heart beat faster. This place scares me. However,  I continued forward. I reached half way, when something stirred behind the shrubbery. Instinctively I ran forward. I stood up in front of solid wood and iron. I pressed the bell. My heart was racing like crazy.

 

Several minutes later the door opened. On the threshold stood old man with blue eyes and graying hair that nearly missed the crown. He was wearing a black vest, white shirt and black wool pants. In simple terms: like butlers in the movies. He looked me up and down. I explained why I was there. He nodded slightly. Then from inside the building heard a voice. It was kind of soft and silvery as a beautiful melody. Say the words with a strange accent.

 

-What is it, Walter? – The voice belonged to a woman.

 

The old man turned slightly and answered. His voice was deep and quiet.

 

-The roses arrived, ma’am.

-Excellent.

 

The woman appeared before my eyes. She was just wonderful. She looked like a porcelain doll, which entailed the windows of expensive antique shops. There was a long dusty-blond hair attached to the tiara. Her eyes were blue and deep. Her skin was snow white and stood out against the long red dress, which she wore. She looked me straight in the eyes, but her expression did not express anything. I made the flowers of the butler, and he handed me the money. There were more than necessary, so I started to back part thereof. He said I should keep them. I felt awkward, but I got them in my pocket. I turned and walked to the gate. Despite the impenetrable darkness, I felt their eyes on me. It was eerie. Not lost and second and hurried to get out of there as soon as possible. I took a breath only when I came out on the street. I stopped taxi and lost in a seemingly endless stream of cars.

 

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 The door of house closes. The butler was about to put flowers in crystal vase, but the woman took them from his hands. Breathed their fragrance and smiled, revealing her long canines. The old man withdrew and the woman suffered roses inside the building. Finally released in one large room. There were two men. The one was he who loved to walk in the “Park of Statues”. He was sitting on the velvet couch.  He seemed totally indifferent. On the other hand you can’t be said it for the other man. He was reading something and seemed excited. He was medium height with green eyes and black hair. He was modern clothing. The woman looked at them with equanimity.

 

-So… What you read, Mason?  You look happy.

-Sequence of human creations.

-What about you, Alexander? What bothers you?

-Nothing.

 

This was the name of those who walked in the park. Alexander de Florent. His origin was not very clear. On his face expressed nothing but was clearly bored. Suddenly he looked at the flowers and then to the woman’s face.

 

-Why are you these flowers? In the garden have roses.

-I like flowers, but I’m more intrigued by the girl who brought them.

-Come on, Celeste. Your games are boring.

-For you… maybe. – Broke the second man… Mason.

-You do not meddle.

 

They argued with the occasion. Disputes were short, but sometimes really heated.  Yet there are still ‘alive’ as they might be called. And Celeste often acted as a buffer. However, she was “created” both. You could say that they were a little “happy family”.

 

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 I went straight home. My mother has told to my father about what happened during the day. She was in euphoric mood. Most of the time I do not listen her. I was thinking about the terrible house. Tremors I used to feet not only the place but the inhabitants, I could see. I unconsciously shuddered. Luckily for me, if I may call it so, nobody noticed it.  And since I got headaches from the nonsense of my mother, I decided to go to bed. Even I did not wish to dine. I went in his room and without disguise threw myself on my bed. I was tired so much so that I could not keep my eyes open. I fell asleep at the moment I closed my eyes.  Fatigue act as my sleeping draft. I had not dreams. Just like last time it was complete darkness.  I slept deeply and soundly. Like the world around me was frozen. This was more than pleasant. It was pity that the awakening was terrible.

 

Sally burst into my room like she was in home. She pulled the curtains and the sun broke ruthlessly. I groaned slightly and opened my eyes. It is worse when the day begins with irritation.

 

-Sally? What are you doing here? Is not it a little earlier?

-It’s only eight at the morning. – She said.

-So what? I’m tired. Yesterday I had a very busy day.

-Yes, I heard about it.

-From my mother?

-From your mother. Bly has a crush on you.

-Yeah, right… You talk nonsense.

-Is it impossible for you? I must tell you something, Chris.

-What now, Sally?

-Well, he was acting strangely for some time. I saw him to meet with some strange guys. I thought they’d guns.

-Bly McLane? Guns? Don’t make me laugh.

-Anyway, now get dresses, honey. You must help me.

 

Help her? She wanted to go with her shopping, because she had a date. This was a disaster and from the work with my mom. But I was not very much choice. Friendship requires sacrifices… so I’ve heard. Sally took me from store to store. Try at least one hundred dresses, but found them deficient. Finally, I become angry and I chose dress for her. It proved successful attempt. She liked the dress. Then we went for accessories. I did not believe it will be possible as a meaningless activity like shopping may take all day. But now that I was wrong. It is entirely possible that is on top of it she left me before sunset. I had to go through the “Park of the Statues” to get home. I was little scared of it, but I saw no other alternative. So I walked fast and did not dare look away from the road. Suddenly, something made me froze in place. He was growling like a dog. Came from both near and far. I knew I had to ran, but the horror of that growl make me numb. Then I saw them. There were three creatures. They looked like huge, dogs or wolves in particular. They were slightly brought forward. But I only say tooth and nail. Two of them jumped at me, but the third growled a sound that sounded like: <Stop! She is with me!>. Then stood up and spoke to me with broken human speech.

 

<Don’t be afraid, Christina. This is me… Bly.>

-Bly? It is not possible. You… you…

<I am a werewolf. That’s right. Don’t be afraid. I will not hurt you.>

-I… I…

 

Then the other two began to get nervous and growling. I was not the reason. As far as I could hear, they mentioned the word “Vampire”. Then all three went down to the northern part of the park. Direction opposite to mine. I went ahead, but I could not do and ten feet. My body betrayed me. Maybe the shock was bigger that I thought. My head was dizzy and I would have fainted, but someone grabbed my hips in one hand. He kept me slightly, but I was stable. I slightly lifted. I could not see his face better. For a moment I felt that I was close to his body and his tongue went down my neck. I shuddered because I realized what follows. I saw just how sharp teeth penetrate the darkness. I closed my eyes instinctively. But contrary to my expectations, he does not bite me. I felt his breath and then I heard him to whisper shadowy.

 

-I will not kill you. I enjoyed on the breakfast that I need already.

-I… er…

-W-sh-sh-sh… Easy. Soon the cubs will come back. You better get home.

 

Despite the apparent concern in the words uttered, I felt their chill. Vampire loosed his grip and I was free. I heard the last thing he said: <Ran!>. And I ran with all my strength and not look back. I had not the courage even to look at the face of the stranger. All that was engraved into my mind was the force with which he had me to not fallen and the sharp teeth flashing on the weak moonlight. At that moment I knew one thing: running.

 

Once I found myself in front of my house, I stopped. I took a breath and my heart pounding in my chest with all his might. I tried to calm down, not to worry my parents. And they would surely thing that I am crazy if I told them what happened. In fact, as you think about it, it was not something that can be trusted. If I had not seen with my eyes and I would not have believed. But if all this were not the fruit of my imagination? Was he invented, to escape the monotony? In that time it was difficult to distinguish truth from fiction. Just unlocked the door and entered. It was dark, so I lit the lamp. On the small table in the hallway was a note. It seems my parents went to dinner at the home of their friends. This meant that I was alone there. For the first time I felt fear and insecurity in my own home.

 

I went to my room and hid under the covers. There was no one to call. Sally was on date and Bly… He was part of the problem. But amidst this confusion was a matter question which little by little conquering my mind by shifting all fear. Why the vampire do not killed me? Not even scratched me. Actually he was kind to me in some special way. I could not understand anything of what happened. However it was not possible. Vampires and werewolves are fiction. I tried to clear my mind and forget all this. Instill that it is my imagination. Still… What the stranger did… You could say that this was the most intimate moment in my life. I felt excitement when the memory floated in my mind. I even hit a slap to get rid of this useless stupor. It worked.

 

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             This morning I was early. My father was already gone and my mother was ready to go to the store. Seeing me, she smiled and kissed my forehead.

 

-Did you done well with the order yesterday, Chris?

-Yes. – I muttered. – Although the house was a little…

-Weird?

-No. Rather ominous. You remember the big dark house in the outskirts?

-That in the Gothic style?

-Yes, it is.

-O, dear! If I knew that it was the house I would send someone else.

-Oh no! Don’t worry. I got a huge tip. Only that I did not know anyone lived there.

-Neither do I. Do you come in the store today?

-I can take from there. I have not decided.

 

My mother nodded and left. I heard the hum of the engine and then it disappeared. I made a breakfast and sat before the TV. On the news there have been several reports of attacks in recent days, and much material damage. I tried to ignore it. Then the doorbell rang. I got up and went to open. On the threshold were Sally and Bly. I used to feel chills from him, and he looked at me somehow… disturbing. So did Sally seem happy. I invited them to come, but even for a moment I do not relaxed. The girl did not stop to chatter about her meeting last night. Boring, but far better than that to me I wanted to say. Suddenly the boy interrupted her.

 

-Chris, sorry about yesterday. I…

-It doesn’t matter. – I thought for a moment. – By the way I met who you looking for with your friends.

 

Bly shudder. Tiny beads of sweat peppered his forehead. And Sally looked in anticipation to see what happens.

 

-Are you okay? Are you hurt? He…? – His voice trembled.

-No, he doesn’t hurt me. Actually he was quite polite. Too bad that I couldn’t even see his face in the dark.

-Oh, stop! – Sally raised her voice. – Somebody to tell me what is happening?

 

Bly looked at with some degree of irritation.

 

-You will tell her or I do it?

-Christina… I…

-So you want the truth, Sally? Okay then.

-Chris, no! – He whispered pleadingly.

-If you want to stay here, will keep silent, Bly. You are guilty. Sally, this idiot here is…

-What?

-Werewolf. As those who watch in the movies. Except it is quite true.

 

Sally looked at me with surprise and then laughed out loud. Undoubtedly she was not believed to my words. I don’t blame her. I myself could not accept it as truth.

 

-Yeah, right… Bly was werewolf. What do you not! A little more would say that there are vampires, fairies and aliens.

-Well, I am sure about the vampires.

-Enough, you two. To fool you take me? – Sally was angry and left.

 

I understand her and still felt a little silly when I realized what I utter fables. I myself do not believe. Yet every time the boy was trying to justify… received only opposite another fierce glance on my part. He left without saying a word. Then I was not aware how serious things really are. That this was only the beginning.

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