Star Lit Skies

It was a cool evening and the stars were bright in the dark sky. Jane looked at me with a longing expression and I sighed.

“Again?” I asked and she nodded, so I pulled a dog treat out of my bag and fed it to her. I was a little cold but didn’t really mind. I was wearing a dark leather jacket and grey short sleeve shirt. I looked at the small tattoo at my wrist. I could still remember the pain I felt as I got it. It was small dagger. Small, and out of black ink it was inconspicuous and would go unnoticed if I wore a long shirt. I would be starting the new job tomorrow. I felt sorry for myself and had a sip of the cold coffee by my side. Jane whined again and I briefly rubbed her head.

My dark blue jeans had a rip on the right knee and I was wearing high tops. I ran my fingers through my short black hair and sighed. I heard a car speed by on the nearby high way and I stood. “We should go soon Jane.” Jane barked quietly and I nodded, pretending that she really was talking to me. “Fine, we can stay a while longer.” I sat down.

The moon was so small that it was barely there and tomorrow would be a new moon. I however would be in the city working at a desk job tomorrow. I smiled remembering the look on her face and she smiled. I pulled out a cigarette and lit it up. It really was a nasty habit. If it kept me close to her though it was worth it. I slowly smoked and let the coloured air pass through my lips. I watched at it rose and disappeared. Jane nuzzled my leg sensing my unhappy mood. “You’ll be going to Mom’s for a while Jane, it’s unavoidable. Sorry.” Jane looked at me and I laughed. “I know you don’t like her but you can’t live in this new flat! I’m sure I’ll be fired soon enough.” Jane almost smiled.

Her face as she turned away from me in the airport, her black hair swishing. The click of her heels as she walked away from me. I felt a tear run down my face just as it had all that time ago. I let it fall quietly and I closed my eyes against the stars. I heard a plane pass over head going to the airport to land. My phone buzzed as I got a text on the cheap pay as you go phone. I pulled it out of my pocket and checked the text from Mom. “Go to bed honey, you have a big day tomorrow Love, Mom” It read and I put it back in my pocket. “Did you hear that Jane, Mom’s telling me to go to bed.” I laughed, a little sadly.

Her kiss on my cheek as she told me. Her eyes were sad because she had to go, but excited for this new opportunity. Nothing would stop her, no, nothing could stop her, not even me. She had left, and I stayed here. Sometimes I would wish that I had gone too, but I know it wouldn’t have worked. I shook my head. She had moved on. When she had come to visit last March she had briefly mentioned a man. She had called him handsome and kind, older then I was by a few years. She had called him a good man. They were getting married.

I rub my eyes as I remember all too clearly the way she smiled when she talked about him. What his name was I couldn’t remember, and I didn’t really care. I stood, “We really do need to go now Jane, come on.” She stood and I opened the back door of the Volkswagen beetle. She climbed in and laid on the leather seats, she would be asleep before we got to the road.

The engine purred as I turned the key. I did a U turn and made sure the road was clear before getting on it. I drove home slowly, I wasn’t in any rush. I listened to the soft music on the radio.

“This one is for the love of my life. Could you play Truly Madly Deeply.” The radio caller asked the announcer.

“Of course, what is their name?” She asked kindly and I could feel the caller smile.

“Alex.”

“Well Alex is a very lucky young man.” The announcer said and the music started. I smiled, she loved this song. It was our song. The city lights come into my sights and the my sight blurs with silent tears that I quickly wipe away. The lights on the sky scrapers draws closer and the bustle of the city, even during the night, fills my eyes. I notice the stars disappearing as I enter the city.

I stop the car and Jane wakes up. I get out and open her door. She climbs out and rubs briefly against my leg. I close and lock the car. I take a deep breath of dirty city air, I love it. The was to the steps of my flat and unlock the door. Jane runs up the stairs beside me. I get to my door, number 21, and open the door. The dark walls remind me of my loneliness. “

“Go to bed Jane.” She knows the command and runs to her bed near the door and circles four times before laying down. I walk the ten steps to my bed and fall on the bed. I fall asleep thinking of her.

Wings. Part 3

In Helio (that’s what that place is called) has different days. There are 10 days in a week, Koiday, Medaday, Shundi, Lurki, Fendi, Jionday, Ledi, Sadi, Famday, and one day of rest, Redi. On Koiday Rose was to start her training. But first she had Redi. On Redi NO ONE works ever… with the exception of the Redi-Guard. Rose was shown to the room she would be staying in, it was so small she couldn’t open her wings in the regular size. Quite literally there was a bed and a desk/dresser and a mini closet full of white robes. The sheets were white with a plain red blankets. Rose slept into almost 4 on Redi. Then she walked down to the dining room she’d been showed the night before. This afternoon though it was different there were people just hanging around chatting instead of like last night where everyone was on a mission and no one could rest. Today though there were clumps of people talking and laughing. Everyone was wearing normal clothing. Rose momentarily checked to make sure she had her wings in then she walked into the room. A girl from the table near the door stood up and walked to Rose. “Hi I’m Ambrosia, I go by Amber. You must be new cause I’ve never seen you before. Who’s your teacher? Here I’ll show you where to get food, since it’s Redi no one works so you have to get your own food and wash your own dishes.” Amber talked all the way into the kitchen and only stopped to breathe. “Here’s some Lucky Bits, there the best cereal! Bowls are over here, and spoons here. Here’s some water. Come on you can sit with me at the table by the door.”IMG_2411 Amber was talking and moving so fast that before Rose could even try to get her cereal Amber was walking to door to go back into the dining room. Once Amber and Rose where both sitting down Amber stopped her rapid fire and carefully started asking questions. “When did you arrive” Amber asked. Rose being hungry kept eating so her reply was, “Ymth dthm” Amber frowned “Or were you born here like most of us, usually though they come to train earlier…” Between bites Rose managed, “Yesterday…” Then continued eating. “Who’s your trainer? Leslie’s good but usually the people she trains become cleaners or something. Aaron’s tough but many of his students become warrior’s…” On and on she continued until Rose finished her cereal and left leaving Amber eating her dinner cereal with a friend named Beata, apparently it means blessed one, and for good reason too. Beata had long legs and long light brown hair in a braid down to the waist tied with a stoney hair band that would hurt if it hit you. Lucky, wings only came up briefly so Rose managed not to show her true colors. Due to getting lose a few times it was half past 8 when she got back so she put on some comfy clothes and went to bed.

Rose awoke at 6:02 to the sound of Max’s foot steps and his voice saying, ” 6 I said 6, I said the training room at six, I did, did I not. Lazy girl.” Rose literally flew out of bed and had thrown on a white robe before he opened her door without knocking. “I SAID 6 WHEN I SAY 6 WHAT TIME SHOULD YOU BE THERE, 6! IF I MUST TRAIN SOMEONE THEN THEY WILL DO WHAT I SAY WHEN I SAY IT! DO YOU UNDERSTAND!” He yelled. “Yes.” Rose answered quickly. Then he turned around and left. Rose tried to keep up but had to fly to do so. “No flying in the halls.” Max said as they walked/ran through a maze of turns and twists. When they finally got to the training room it was 6:05 Max walked onto a blue mat that had seen much blood and much sweat. The moment Rose touched the mat Max was beating down upon her, kick to stomach, punch to the chin, right hook, left hook. Within 3 minutes Rose had at least one broken bone and several missing teeth. “Go to the infirmary, it’s right through that door.” Rose walked though the doors to the infirmary and into the rows of beds on the wall to the right there was a big red button that said, Call Nurse. So Rose pushed the button and there was instantly a nurse with platinum colored hair rushing her to a bed. “Max said he had a new trainee but your in such good condition…” The lady said. Rose looked down and noticed one of the bruises had already disappeared. Silently the woman drew ruins with her finger onto Rose skin and one at a time Rose body put itself back together. At 6:20 she walked back out good as new. “Time for a run, we will run 15 miles then you get to have breakfast.” Max said leaving. When they got to the track Max turned to Rose and said, “Imagine your robe as a track suit.” She did, and it became a white stretchy track suit in just the right size. “Now run.” Rose ran, and ran, and ran, and ran. She thought she had good stamina in life well in death she did too but by mile 3 she was tired. She tried to stop but Max refused to let her eat until her ran her miles. She ran, she walked, she staggered. Every time she walked or pulled out her wings Max told her to stop, and to 50 push ups. It was noon when she finally finished. 12:08 to be exact. “You have lunch until 12:15 at 12:20 be at the training room. No flying. Go.” Rose would have ran to lunch but she couldn’t, amazingly she found her way without a trouble, amazing what a nose can do when your hungry and you smell food. When she got in line behind other people wearing robes. When it was her turn the man behind the counter with black hair said, ” Name?” “Rose.” Rose said He looked up and down her then began heaping food onto a plate. Huge salad, veggie kebab, mashed potatoes, two whole sliced apples, one whole sliced pepper and a whole plate of pasta with red sauce stuffed with veggies. “No meat?” Rose asked looking at the juicy ribs. “Max’s orders, no meat, or fish. Would you like some cheese on your pasta?” The man asked “Yes please.” On top of the cheese he dumped a pile of crushed nuts. Rose sat down alone and scarfed as fast as she could manage without puking. She had 7 minutes to spare so she chugged a extra glass of water and waited a minute, then two before casually strolling to class so as not to puke. When she walked in he had two skipping ropes in his hands and was waiting.  No “your on time” nothing just, “Start skipping and don’t stop till I tell you too.” She started skipping as best she could, 1,2,3,4,5,6 catch, 1,2,3, catch. On and on. When she thought she was going to puke she sucked it up because he wouldn’t let her stop likely he would just yell at her FOR stoping – to puke. 1:00 went by so did 1:30 and 1:45 but at 1:57 she puked. And she was right he ignored the puke on his left sneaker and yelled, “Keep jumping!” At 2:30 after slipping in her puke of another half hour they stopped and Max told her to get cleaned off in the restroom on the right. When she came out the floor was clean, there were other people practicing and Max waiting by the door. When she came over he walked out and like a well trained puppy Rose followed. Max finally stopped in front of a door that read  Sw m  ng  o m. They went inside and Max told her to think of a bathing suit.  She did and he laughed at her outfit, she was wearing board shorts and a rash guard with a one piece underneath. “you can swim?” Max asked “yes but…” Rose started “up and back that’s one, do 100 laps.” He said pointing to the “lap pool” Then he jumped in and started breaststroking down the pool. She jumped in with out hesitation. AHHHHH! she thought  it was freezing like it was literally cooled down. She swam back and forth as best as her tired hungry body could until she got to 100. At this point she said “done!”  Max yelled, “Dismissed be at the Training room at 6:00” Rose walked out of the Swim room and looked at a clock, 6:50. She half ran half walked to dinner where she had a large plate of food then went to bed.

How Pidge-John came to be.

Also known as the story of the pigeon.

Long ago, long before humans could talk there was a island and on this island there were only to species of birds: the high and mightily Black Raven, and the pure and holy white Gulls. The two kinds of birds could not find peace because of there differences but they would not declare war for fear of extinction. King Sea of Gull loved the ocean and the fish, Queen Corvus of Raven Hill loved the green grass and tall trees. Queen Corvus and King Sea could not find a middle ground so they fought and fought and fought unaware of their birdoms. Princess Pidge of Gull hated the sea, it was too salty and wet so she flew to a small field. Prince John of Raven Hill couldn’t find a moments peace, “Prince are you hungery?” Prince this, Prince that. So he flew to a near by field where he met Princess Pidge. And they quickly fell in love. It was a Romeo and Juliet romance for love between the two birdoms was for bidden. However when mating season came the Prince and Princess got married and not long after Princess Pidge had a single egg in her nest, she feared new her hybrid child would not be welcome by the ocean so she grabbed each side of the nest with her talons and carried the nest to field where she dropped the nest in a tree. Then she cried out “Prince, Prince Come, Come!” From where the Prince had been sulking he heard her call and flew to her. “Prince stay here and raise our only child with me.” She begged him. “I will stay.” He said. So they both stayed and when the egg hatched they watched as a ugly gray baby emerged but they new the baby boys feathers where not fully developed yet. They named there baby son Pidge-John. They fed and raised him for a year. During which time more and more Gulls and Ravens came and mated. There was to be King Pidge-John but days before his crowning he told bis mother and father. “mommy, daddy I wish to change my name to Pigeon.” At first The ex-prince and the ex-princess were not sure because they had never heard of such a name but they agreed. And so King Pigeon of the Adapt Field came into reign.

A Stone Love

Every girl in high school know the statue that sits on a bench over looking the ocean. It’s a stone statue of a boy, in his arm there is just enough room for a 15 year old girl. I was 10 when I planted a camera five feet from the boy. One after noon I watched hours of videos of girls of all ages walking down the rocks, curling up in his arms and talking to him or just sitting in silence. The stone boy is called Aeternum it means forever in Latin. There is a silent rule, no one can call him anything else, if you do you are shunned until you ask him for forgiveness, and  he always forgives. They  treat him as if he is real, but he has no enemies. Fathers like him better then any boyfriend, mothers know everyone needs someone, and boyfriends are just ignorant of the whole thing. Any graffiti is promptly scrubbed off. All this changed last year. Someone built a beautiful girl made of sand that fit perfectly in his arms. No one knocks her down because she his so beautiful. No one can sit with him, and they can’t talk to him because of her, she is called Clepta, thief in Latin. A Stone Love, a love story that ends a tragedy.

“A thing of Darkness” 1

I guess the story stars early October.  It starts with me, Fay and my younger sister Diana. I am a plain scheming 13 year old girl who has a over active imagination. My sister Diana who loves me very much, is popular, smart, and pretty with her long curly hair. I recently stopped traveling with my dad so I am starting school in a small town in California. I live with my sister who doesn’t travel and my mom who divorced my dad. Anyway I was walking Diana to school as it is on the way to the old middle school. Today’s my first day and it already sucks. Dad always did the wash on Saturday, mom does the wash on Monday. Today! So most of my t-shirts are in the wash so I’m wearing a black three quarter sleeve t-shirt and dark blue jeans, then as a jacket I am wearing a black cloak! I drop Diana off at the gate and start heading to the middle school. I can literally hear everyone whispering, half are whispering about the new girl, me. The other half are whispering about the girl in the black cloak, me again. Now boys are not my  speciality  but when their mouths hang open and most of them are whispering, “Who is THAT?!” You get the idea you made a impression. As for the girls, the ones with boys are giving me the death glare. All the other girls look like they want to be me. The teachers hated me on sight. When I met the Vice principle the first thing he said was, “We do not except bad behavior at this school.” The teachers put me in the front of the class so I wouldn’t pass notes. Whom would I pass notes to, I don’t know anyone! In english I learned more from all the notes I was getting from different boys then from the teacher. In math I got a larger number of notes then questions on the quiz. But I must say that geography was my favorite class. The teacher noticed the rather large number of notes on my desk. It when like this.

“Fay, would you like to bless us with your attention instead of all those notes.”  I smiled, “Mr. Rain I do not even know the people I am getting these notes from, however since you are talking about Sweden so much may I ask if you have a connection there?” He smiled back in a you are playing with fire sort of way. “You may ask but that doesn’t mean I will answer.” I raised my eyebrow, “Sir I don’t  normally attack a unarmed man in a battle of wits but I must ask, is your Swedish family still sending you letters?” I knew it was mean but  it was a fair battle because even if I called him unarmed it didn’t mean he was, he had several  adults backing him including my father. The class laughed at my taunt. “Fay I would like you to stay after class, but for now do read those notes aloud for the class.” I stood up and walked the two steps to the front of the class. Luckily for me I had put all the notes in a stack so I could carry them easily. I looked at the first one. “Number one: Fay, I was hoping you could join us for luck in the back of the cafeteria. From John. Number two: Hey want to go to the beach, I could teach you to swim. -Luke” I look up “Luke thanks but I know how to swim, John… I’ll pass. ” I looked down again “Number three: Hey New girl! What to join the Jocks for lunch? -The football team quarterback Number four: Weirdo, you back off from my man Love Head Cheerleader” I look up again “Mr. Rain should I read the rest of the classes love and hate letters?”  he shook his head, “Please sit down Fay.” My time at Portentum Middle School had begun.

Newly Turned Prologe

Hi, my name is Bella. I am with my mother, father, and my older brother in a part of Hungary called Pocsaj. As we walked around town mom has been showing us all the good places as she grew up here for 2 years of her life. The funny thing is every time she introduces herself they look at me and say “Welcome Bellator de caelo” What does that mean?!?! Then every alley there seems to be a group of gang like people hanging around pointing.  We turn the corner and walk onto the bridge. Right in the middle of the bridge there is a group of dangerous looking people but mom ignores them. Right as we walk up to the gang mom, dad, and Maximus (my brother) look at me and say, ” Good Luck Bellator de caelo ” .  Then they charge at the gang. My whole family would always tell me to believe in the the impossible. The gang are vampire, like I said, impossible. I watch as they suck my mom, then my dad, then Max dry.  One of them that I am guessing is the leader, walks and digs his fangs in my paralyzed body. He takes a gulp them spits it all out and in a voice of distain says, ” Let’s see what they think of a vampire Bellator de caelo.”  I shiver. My body begins to shake and they watch. One of the gang a woman by the voice says, “This is the part where you drop to the ground in pain and either die, or become a vampire. Have fun Bella.” For some reason that I still don’t understand she says my name like it’s poison. Mom always told that Bella means beautiful in Italian but something tells me that is not the only thing it means. Then, the shaking stops. I smile, I am a vampire. Something I never told my parents or my brother was that I have always wanted to be a vampire. I  didn’t because of their  outright hate towards vampires, now I know why, but still vampires! I see them look at each other and I say, ” Fall to the ground with pain? I think, I will have some fun.”  A striking looking lady wearing a blood stained red sweater that hugged every curve of her body and a pair of skinny black jeans. “They said she was a warrior, what forgot to say she was stupid.” She says and they laugh. I smile, “Fun is what I said, not try to get myself killed. Even know that the older the vampire the stronger. I only thing I want to know hell  Bellator de caelo means! ” She looks at me and says, ” The Bellator does not even know what her own title is!” She looks back at the gang of maybe 30 vampires or so now because more and more vampires show up out of no where. While her head is turned I launch myself at her. As I suspected I go much further than planned and I and next to mom’s body. I grab the pepper spray that’s poking out of her purse and I tuck it into my jean pocket. ” I thought you didn’t want a fight. You lied. I don’t like liars so when I hurt you, I will do so in a way that makes you beg for death.” She says looking at me.  I stand up and look back at her before saying, “Okay, but first I would like to know your name.”  She look like she’s deciding where to tell me or to kill me. ” I am called Malum.”  Then she was in front of me and was about to punch me when I lift my hand and grab her hand. I spin her around and before running behind her I say, ” Come on were both vampire’s here, no need to go easy.” Then I feel I am back in high school watching a fight as the vampire’s go OOOOHHHHH. I roll my eyes and then I’m seeing stars as Malum’s fist  connects with my face. I lift the pepper spray and press. I hear a cry and I blink to find her enraged. oops. She grabs me and lifts me over her head. I kick her in the face. She throws me towards a pole, I go passed it and before falling off the bridge I yell, “You missed!” And all I can hear is the wind rushing passed me as I fall.

Vampires AYNTK

AYNTK means All You Need To Know

The common misconception is that Vampires originate from Transylvania. No this is wrong.  Vampires originate in Pocsaj.  Then, vampire hunters arrived in Pocsaj. Many vampires started new lives in Transylvania which at the time was part of Hungary. However many stayed and acted like they were from Slovakia, Poland, Serbia, and Romania to avoid suspicion.

The start of Vampires lays with a disease commonly known as Vampire Disease .  The Vampire Disease has been around forever. However the first Vampire was Remus.  He was born with the vampire disease.  Romulus and Remus were nursed by a she-wolf. When Remus was nearly 2 years old a vampire bat bit him thinking he was a wolf pup, Remus killed the bat and ate it. Until adulthood Remus would sneak out at night to feed upon cows blood like a vampire bat. During Romulus and Remus’s famous fight Remus by mistake got some of his brothers blood in his mouth. Distracted by the amazing taste of his brothers blood Romulus was able to knock Remus out. This is the interesting part, then mixing Godly heritage (Never ending life), Vampire disease (Avoiding sunlight, Fang looking teeth), Blood of a vampire bat (Thirst of blood),  and His twin brothers blood (Addiction to human blood) Remus’s pulse stopped. When Romulus checked his pulse, it was gone there for Romulus thought he had killed his brother. That is how Remus became the first vampire.

Vampire BatOk a few things here. First I plan on doing several AYNTKs.  Second: if you don’t understand something or feel something is missing please click on one of the links. if that doesn’t help, you can place a comment and I will try to make it clearer. Finally I have nothing against people who have the vampire disease!

Tiny Dreams