Angelic Demons - Hiram's Side (chapter 12) by HeyYall
chapters
chapter 1:
Hiram
chapter 2:
Confessions
chapter 3:
Lessons
chapter 4:
Fake Love
chapter 5:
Ambush
chapter 6:
Recovery
chapter 7:
Revenge
chapter 8:
Hunting
chapter 9:
On the Road Again
chapter 10:
Capture
chapter 11:
Traveling with the Capturers
chapter 12:
Hiram's Side
chapter 13:
Meeting
chapter 14:
Position
chapter 15:
Torture (Hiram's Side)
chapter 16:
Explanations (Hiram's Side)
chapter 17:
Allies
chapter 18:
Feeding
chapter 19:
Memory (Hiram's Side)
chapter 20:
Realization (Hiram’s Side)
chapter 21:
Higher Powers
chapter 22:
Flash of Gold
chapter 23:
ANNOCEMENT
“Zoe,” I called helplessly, “Zoe, please don’t go, please come back…Zoe.” I knew no benefit would come of this, but I couldn’t calm myself down.
“Zoe please no…please don’t leave,” I begged. I heard the answer I expected. Nothing. Not even the normally restless leaves would answer my pleas. I let my body fall to a heap beside a rock and sobbed.
She was so good, nothing like this should happen to someone so good. She had done close to no bad things in her life, and if she did it was for her own safety or survival. I would know. This was what I was blessed with when I was changed. This was no blessing…it was a curse. I could trust no one because I always knew that they had betrayed someone before. It always makes me feel terrible, knowing that the person that I so wanted to love, to trust, was a beast, and should be trusted by nobody.
That was why I had followed her in the first place. As always when she tried to sneak past, I noticed her personality, practically screaming at me though she made no sound. I scanned her deeds, for I was bored with nothing else to do, and was surprised to find that she almost never does wrong for her own enjoyment. I was also stunned to see that even though she had the cleanest mind I had ever come across, she thought herself to be evil. It was apparent that she didn’t want to be, and was sad that she was. I was fascinated.
That was why I followed her, and made my presence known. I wanted to get to know her.
As I followed from that distance, I read more into her deeds, but was still not prepared for the feminine splendor that I saw.
Her beauty was astonishing. I had seen many, many vampires in my brief time as one, but none as beautiful as she. Her hair was more suited for the human's fashion shows than to be running away in the woods. Her lips were full and red, though she wore no make-up, and I had wondered what it would be like to feel them with my own luscious lips. Her facial features perfect of course, but somehow they came together to be more attractive than I had ever seen. Her body was perfectly sculpted, as all vampires were, but they were such a perfect compliment to the rest of her that it seemed better than others. But it was her eyes that caught my attention first. They were like emeralds sparkling in the sun, having the ability to draw you in like a fish caught on a hook. With each change of emotion she had, her eyes seemed to multiply in brilliance.
She hid her body well underneath long pants and long sleeves, and I had wondered why. I tried to search her mind for some answers, but her mind had a strange part to it that I couldn’t get into. I remember being confused, but resigned to the fact that I would just have to get her to tell me herself…I remember how annoyed I was.
But it was no use to think of that now, for she was gone. She had sacrificed herself to save me and her sister. Her last words to me still burned my mind.
"That is not your decision to make, it is mine, and I say that they will have to take me to her. I will not have Kit changed, and I will not have you dying for me!"
She knew what she was sacrificing herself to but still went. I had seen her wince and grimace at the mention of her. I had also seen the sudden memories that filled her mind that very moment on her face. I saw how afraid she was of her, and Zoe's pain caused me pain, for reasons I had yet to understand. I had winced along with her.
I picked myself up and dried off my face with my now tattered shirt. There was only one way to help her now…and I would help her…I would. I lifted my chin high and darted into the direction of my old home.
reviews of this writing
Will you read my story "the 4 souls''?
I'm only on the prolouge, but I would appreciate the advice of another writer…more "
It's dramatic!
I think you did copy a lot from twilight though... mostly in this chapter "
I am addicted at this point....
I am a little bit creeped out about the last quote though.... "
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