Week 46-(June 14-June 21) Stories----Topic: Ancient History DONE!!

[Esther]

yey!

[Esther]

Title: Just Ancient History
By Esther
Word count: 977

A/N When it was Ancient history this was the first thing that came into my mind

I licked my lips and looked down at my kill that I hadn't bothered to try to reconize earlier. It was a girl, maybe around 15. Damn my stupid blood lust. I looked around into the night that surrounded me. I had to hide her body before I had them all over me again. Who are they? The Vampire Hunters. They believe that Vampire's are the cause of all destruction and death. They sorta think of us as millions of Grim Reapers causing death in every possible location. And if you haven't noticed yet, I am a Vampire. If Vampire Hunters were willing to tell the mortals about Vampires then I would probably be on the top ten 'Wanted' list. Why? Because when they killed Ol' Lenny last year I became the number one oldest known vampire in existance. There's probably one older but they were smarter than me to know that Vampire Hunter's history is passed down. They seem like normal people, but in truth they hunt us at night. I looked back down at the body. Poor girl. She was just taking a midnight stroll when I got her. I dragged her along to the lake.
Really, I hate my life. I want to die. I would let the Vampire Hunters get me if they just drove a stake through my heart. It's actually really different. They give you marks for every extra year you've lived over 100. Deep marks. Poor Ol' Lenny. He was 1,894 years old. He got 1,794 marks. I was one of the bave enough, or foolish enough, to go and see his body. It was ripped into shreds. They do the marks slowly and painfully. Vampire Hunters are like a religion. They believe if someone is killed by a Vampire they cannot go into the afterworld until their Vampire is killed. Stupid Vampire Hunters. I take one last look at the girl and throw her into the river. I watch the water dripple and shake. When it finally stills I look at my face. Pale with bright red lips and green eyes that can pierce through walls. I let my eyes ajust more to the dark light and see a face behind me. Male, looks like any normal guy, around 17 same age I look, except for his eyes. Green, just like mine. Vampire Hunter. I wirl around and snarl at him. He seems a little surprised at first. He's a beginner. Who sends a beginner to take care of an old Vampire? That's just stupid. After he gets over his shock he takes out his sword. It's new. He hasn't killed one Vampire. If he did then it would be stained red, darker and darker for each vampire he's killed, but it's silver with a tainted green.
"Huh? A beginner? are the Vampire Hunter's getting stupider by the moment?"
He snarled back, "No. No one was willing to face you, so i will!" He ran towards me. Big mistake. Probably just got his sword. They get theirs in their second year of training, then they have two more years. He never finished his training. I easily stepped aside. He stumbled and almost fell into the water.
"Nice ballance." I smirked. He turned and glared at me. After trying to get me multiple times, all of which i easily side-stepped, he fell to the ground exousted.
"Maybe. I. should. have. finished. school..."
"Uh huh." I said, I could have easily killed him with his own sword, but I felt pitty. "Tell you what. I'll let you go, but, you have to quit being a Vampire Hunter."
"What's it to you? Vampire's don't care about anyone, not even other vampires. Only for themselves." He spat. I was deeply stung, but I wasn't about to let him know it. I grabbed him by the coller and held him close to my face.
"Listen, and listen well. You Vampire Hunter's don't know anything. Most Vampire's don't want to be changed. Those who do don't know about you people. About the blood lust. You people think you know everything. Well go tell them this. I, the new oldest vampire known to Vampire Hunters, will willingly die, if you do not give me the marks. Also tell them this. Do not give a trainee a sword until they know they won't run off and try to kill a vampire until the end of training." I dropped him to the ground and was just about to walk away.
"Gottcha!"
"What?" Ten men came out, all about 17. "You set me up?"
"Well ya. That speach of your's almost made me feel bad. But not quite. I appreciate you letting me live. But will you do that to the other people pleading for you to not drain their blood? Sure you have blood lust. But you can control it." He held up his sword, "For letting me live, I will only give you one long mark, then quickly kill you." I was about to retort when I sighed.
"Just kill me." He seemed a little surprised by that but he continued the normal killing of a Vampire rutine.
"Isabella Hosika Larine. Former Egyptian slave who became a Vampire willingly. Taking on the killing of inocent mortals. You are now condemed to one long mark for your 1,781 years of living. Changed by Lenard, who's true last name is unknown. Who was killed in the previous year." He paused and smiled at me. He held up his sword and drove it into my side dragging it down slowly. The pain increased and I bit my toung to keep from crying out. I tasted blood in my mouth. Then, he jabbed the sword into my heart. He smiled, "Now, You're just ancient history." I watched him walk away, and I smiled.
"Finally." And I died.

[Esther]

srry my story sorta sucks

[Kimathy]

haha, i liked it! :]

[Esther]

thankya

[[deleted user]]

hmm ill try to get one in this week!

[Esther]

yey!!

[Kimathy]

i don't think i can try, I'm not so good with this topic.

[Esther]

hahaha yey?