Diary Entry #3

Terror is coming for me.. I knew he would. Just never this soon. Does he know? About me.. and the fangs? Speaking of: They came back, almost instantly and it was the worst pain. Worse than pulling them out. Anyway. I wonder how he found me, how he actually knew where I was. I'm happy, finally happy, to leave this place. Leaving Dante, doesn't affect me. He and Booker have went off a few days yang lalu and haven't returned. Oh, well... I want to be with Terror again and feel his l-

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I dropped my pen, as the sound of the unlocking door broke the silence. Ten detik passed. Nothing. Thirty detik passed. Nothing. Five menit passed. Nothing. I stood and approached the door. My hand curling around the cool steel of the knob. Pressing against the door caused a loud creeeeeeeeak and I winced at the thought of how loud I was being. Swiftly, I stepped into the hallway and shut the door.

Nothing.

Nothing at all. The dense air was thick and wet with anger. I could feel it pressing against me and filling my lungs, until it was hard to breathe. I let out a small gasp,"It was nothing, I'm going crazy, Miss Schizophrenic in the house everyone. Watch out! She'll accuse people of doing things when no one is even there," I give a small sigh," Terror needs to hurry up and find me, I hate th-"
"Terror isn't going to find you."
My eyes widened as I turned to see a dark shadow standing before me. Words clogged in my throat, as he stared into my eyes his lusty one's flashed. selanjutnya thing I knew was I couldn't move. I was totally and utterly incapable of moving, except for my mouth and eyes. Hatred coated my words,"What. Did. You. Do?"
"It's called being a full blooded vampire." He hissed as he picked me up.
"Let me down, anda bastard!"

Damian didn't say anything. Not even when we reached the basement. Not even when he placed me in a glass box. Not even when placed two gas tanks filled with poison in there with me. Not even when locked the box. Not even when he set up a timer for thirty minutes. Not even when he left and locked the door behind him.

I didn't have anyone at the moment. Not Terror, Dante, atau Damian.

At that moment... I felt.. .so alone.

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A shadowy figure stared, from the woods, at the large mansion. His right fist clenched around a pistol loaded with holy silver bullets and the left gripping a silver sword. He was here to claim what was rightfully his.

No one was going to take her and get away for it. Even if she didn't want to leave, he couldn't pace around for another, endless, hari wondering where atau who she was with. It was all going to end. Today.

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Damian stood in the court yard, scanning the forest for him. This was the eighth time. Yet no- Wait. He noticed a light piercing blue, clouded with vengeance. No holder, of those blue eyes, could be found. Red eyes blinked and they were gone. "Nothin-"

A hard kick knocked Damian meneruskan, ke depan a couple feet. The vampire turned and growled,"Now the coward shows his face?"

Terror just kept his mouth sealed, too focused and feeding off the fight. D let a sly smile menyeberang, salib his lips but it faded quickly as the demon sprinted at him, and in mere detik made contacts with his fist on Damian's stomach.

A grunt sounded from the onyx haired boy but he kept his cool,"My, my. Your putting up a fight.. just like she did."

Blue eyes narrowed even harder and he slammed his boot right into the chin of the forsaken boy. He quickly recovered, wiping blood from his mouth and keeping a distance. This was what he needed to keep him stalled for at least another twenty-five minutes. All he had to do was stay blinded oleh his fury.

Terror unsheathed his sword and charged at Damian. Shock clouded red as anger ignited in blue. The vampire dogged with ease and gripped Terror oleh the shoulder and shoved him into the ground. The demon gave a hard headbutt and crashed the butt of his sword against D's temple.

Damian staggered back seeing stars as Terror placed the sword to his neck. The undead night walker laughed,"Going to kill me, eh?" before sweeping his leg under his attacker's and, with the diberikan opportunity, fled into the house.

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I stared at the timer.

10:00
9:59
9:58

I was running out of time too fast. Terror needed to hurry up.

A loud crash sounded above. And the sound of grunting, kicking, and punching were heard. Breaking of glass and chairs echoed.. then.. a loud thud and it went quiet

"Just when I thought luck was on my side.."

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He pressed him up against the wall, his breath hot against the demon's neck,"I can see why she chose you." he hissed as his tongue slipped across Terror's neck. The taste sent a shiver down Damian. Terror let out a hiss, as a light blush of frustration crossed his face. He didn't like this one bit.

The vampire looked Terror in the eyes, blue eyes with pure hate and malice, and smirked,"Gosh, she gave in a lot easier than anda did. Then again it was either life atau death. But I do like it when they don't fall victim to me as easily."

D narrowed his eyes and leaned meneruskan, ke depan his lips brushing Terror's slightly as he locked one of his hands with the demon's. "Don't resist..." he whispered. Red eyes flash, leaving the blonde completely stationary. "Just let me.. take.. control.."

Damian smirked before crashing his lips onto Terror's. Blue eyes widened in shock and tried to pull away but the only option was to let it happen. The jet haired boy pulled away and let his tongue slide from the blonde's lips to his neck before lightly pricking the skin and licking the blood that oozed from the lesion.

The episode was over when he pulled away, licking his lips with delight. "Demon blood? It was quite delectable. But not as tasty as Blade's virgin blood,"

Terror growled his eyes turning a lumoniciantly odd color, he was transforming into something much lebih dark than a vampire,"Where is she?" He hissed, a evil voice echoing his very word, as a long clawed hand clutched Damians throat, yet the dracula was unaffected,"Go find her.. since out her fear and find her like anda did before." Challenge burned in his eyes. The demon sunk his claws into the neck of D. Blood covered the razor sharp limbs, as he released the gasping victim,"You'll never find her..." He hissed before vanishing in thin air.

Transforming back to his former self was a hard task, but he needed to have control, so he did. Quickly he shut his eyes and focused on her fear and where it was coming from, it was strong so picking it up wasn't a problem. He traced the path in his mind and hid eyes shot open,"The basement."

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I slammed my fist against the box, which I discovered earlier would not break. My eyes watched in pain as the time hit eighteen seconds. Suddenly I heard a door open and saw a familiar face, all too familiar. He rushed down the stairs,"Blade!" Terror shouted as he made his way over to the box, attempting to open it with all his might and strength.

"Terror" I whimpered. But he ignored me working desperately on the box.
"Terror" I berkata again which was lost to him.
"Terror!" I screamed, which alerted him and made him give up on the lock. Placing himself in front of me he frowned tears running down his face. Angrily, he slammed his fist against the box and screamed an agonizing scream, like he could feel the pain and fear I had inside,"Blade... this is my fault. I have to get anda out there has to be a way! You're not going to die!"
I placed my hand on the glass and Terror followed. It was like it wasn't there. I wanted to hug and scream and tell him how I was so stupid, but I glanced at the timer:

00:05
00:04

"Terror I don't have time to explain everything, it's not your fault, this was all mine. I cinta anda Terror. I cinta anda so fucking much!" I felt the tears clawing their way out and as the succeeded they traveled down my face.

00:00

A small Tssst told me the the gas was filling the chamber. I stared at Terror and he stared back, I didn't have to tell him anything he could read it on my face. The gas poured into my lungs and set them ablaze with pain. I couldn't breathe I couldn't speak atau talk. This was how I was going to die. It was choking me and I managed out a small whiny cry. Blood trickled from my mouth and I coughed viciously, causing red liquid to splatter the clean pane between me and him. Because the pain was too much to bear, I collapsed my eyes resting on Terror's hurt and guilty expression.

He screamed as he watched me slowly losing life. The pain cracked in his voice and I could feel the agony laced in there, too. I wish he didn't have to watch me die. Yet somehow with my final breaths intact I mustered up the words and wheezed "I cinta you."


The last thing I heard was him saying between angry cries,"I..I cinta you, too."


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