• As the smell of death awoke her from her deep slumber, she slowly opened her eyes in search of the source to which it came. Groggily climbing out of her bed, she stumbled around making her way to her bedroom door. Fondling the wall, she searched for the light switch. Her elegant figure stood five foot eight weighing in about one hundred and thirty pounds. Her hair fell past her shoulders and was the color of the night sky. Cracking open her door, she peered out of it into the darkened hall. At the end of the hall she saw a figure standing there. He was six foot even and looked to of weighed about two hundred and thirty pounds. He was looking at her through the crack in the door. Slowly he began to walk down to where her door stood. Her eyes widened in fear, she cried out but no sound escaped her throat. She fell back onto her bed as the figure made his way into her room. Closing the door behind him, she noticed his unnaturally pale skin as well as his dark eyes. His hair was that of death. Black as a corpses heart.

    "Wh, wh, who are you!" she managed the get out before he made his way to her at the edge of her bed. His hands were as cold as death. He slowly and gently brushed her cheek with the tips of his fingers and hushed her.

    "My name is not important at this present time," he said to her as she became lost in his gaze. "Close your eyes and clear your thoughts. I want you to relax," he told her as he tilted her head back. "This is only going to hurt for a moment." With that being his last word, he bit into her neck and welcomed the rush of the warm witches blood. The blood on her neck was blood that was far more sweeter than any other being on the face of the earth.

    Pain surged through Lydia's abdomen as she awoke from her tarnished nightmare. Sitting upright within an instance, she checked her neck for any signs of bite marks. She turned over and looked at the clock that read back to her three am.

    "Damn, I'm never going to get a good nights sleep with all of these nightmares that keep happening," she spat as she got up from her bed. "I wonder if mother will have a remedy for them?" she thought as she made her way to the bathroom.

    Lydia opened her door and tried to get the vivid images of the vampire biting into her flesh out of her mind. She shuddered and made her way to the bathroom. Looking into the mirror, she checked her neck once more for anymore signs of wounds.

    "It was so real," she said to her reflection "I could feel his breath, hands. His eyes were hypnotic? I couldn't break his gaze? His voice was calm, reassuring that the pain was going to subside? Who is he?"
    The question kept repeating itself like a broken record inside of her head. He had no familiarity about him. The only vampire that she knew was Jacob and even he avoided killing. He depended on the kindness of donors with a rarity of a few animals here and there.

    With attempts and thoughts of sleep, Lydia finally fell asleep only to be waken by the sound of her alarm shortly after. She hit the snooze button and laid in her bed for a few moments before deciding to get up and get ready for school. "How many more days is it until graduation?" she thought and pulled her clothes onto her tiresome body.

    Grabbing her backpack, the nightmare she had came into play. "Mother!" she thought as she hurried out of her room. Closing the door behind her, she looked up and seen her mother coming out of the bathroom.

    "Mother!" Lydia said "last night, I had this very weird dream?" Her mother looked at her with a worrisome look on her face.

    "What was it about?" her mother asked

    "In my dream, I had woken up because their was this really weird smell in my room. I got up and looked around but found nothing. So I decided to take a closer look and turned my light on. I opened my door and at the end of the hall was this person. He was more like a creature than a person. The eyes were glowing silver and his hair as black as coal. His skin was whiter than the wall's in this house. I couldn't scream. I was paralyzed and couldn't move. Thoughts wouldn't form and within an instance he was inside of my mind. His teeth were at my neck." she finished her dream as her mother looked at her with a look of shock on her face.

    "Do you even know who he is?" her mother said as she inspected her daughters neck for any signs of bite marks.

    "Mother! I already checked my neck, there is nothing there," Lydia yelled as her mother pushed Lydia's hair out of the way to get a closer inspection. "I'm going to be late, inquiring minds were wondering if you had a remedy for my nightmares or knew what it meant?"

    "I'll have to look it up in the book. I'm pretty sure I have something that will cure your nightmares. As for the reasoning behind it, I'm not to sure yet. I will have to call Claudia. She will probably know more about them than I would. I'm not an expert on vampires. I'm a healer not a hunter." her mother said as she turned around and made her way back to the bedroom.