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The Mere Mortal
| He was somewhat cool, a bit off reality in his own world. Sure he had friends, but I sensed something in him - a powerful vibe and an insatiable desire to kiss him passionately. There was a sort of dis-interest that he showed in life. Almost as if he knew what was going to happen. |
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One nite, he took me out, actually the first nite. He still didn't say much. We were in some sort of room I couldn't tell I was too high and could feel the drugs piercing my brain. I saw vivid colors and images.  Then all of a sudden , we were dancing .
Dancing to what I don't know, but to feel his arms around me
were enough to make me content.
I sneaked peeks at his face. What a work of art?
A stunning profile! God certainly blessed him with those good looks.
I knew deep down in my heart that he might just be one of those brainwashed
morons, but then again maybe not.
As he spoke he was actually sounding distorted now and then,
but I paid no attention. I just didn't want his personality to ruin
his outward beauty.
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Suddenly a brick hit my head, he smiled. The smile warmed my heart, made it full of hope, longing desire and passion. How could such a human mortal make me feel so so like on air... How could he have that effect on me. My smart brain signaled my heart that mere mortals are never any good. But it was too late, I was madly in love. In love with something that I didn't even examine, but my heart no longer cared. I slowly slipped into unconsciousness. | ||
I awoke suddenly, only to see vivid colors of red and sirens blazing.I wasn't hallucinating, it was real. He was gone, but Oh where oh where did my knight go. And why was my head hurting? I looked out the window and THEY were outside. THEY were waiting to get me. | ||
I panicked and broke out into a cold sweat and ran out of the back entrance,
and into the swamp.
THEY weren't there for
THEY didn't know of that exit.
I fell down many times in my pain and weakness, plus running with my
6 inch high heels aint' easy.
But a girl's gotta look nice too.
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 After running for
what seemed like so many dark hours. I stopped and looked around . It was
half moon. Someone was watching me . I heard footsteps. I ran but my feet
couldn't move. I suddenly felt those strong familiar arms around me, I looked
but it was too dark to make out a face. The moon then cast a soft glow revealing
the face. It was his face, the
face of my Prince! I was confused but happy to see him.
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| Questions raced thru my head. What is he doing here? Where did that brick come from? Where can I go pee? As I stared into his blue eyes, I suddenly realized the ugly truth. The truth that would suck the life out of anyone. The truth that would bestow death upon its victims. That victim was I!. 
As he held me in his arms, I felt the cold metal of the gun
pressed against my back. Now I saw it, He was one of THEM.
I looked into his eyes and saw a million answers. But I still felt that
indescribable electrifying passion. but it was no use he had always been
one of THEM. As
he stared into my eyes, I heard the pull of a rusty trigger. I then whispered
"Kiss me for
the last time, you Handsome Bastard, before you kill me." He
leaned closer to me. His lips touched mine. It was burning. It was a kiss
that stood for more that what it was. A kiss from a human mortal, a human
mortal that me feel yet so powerless. Then I struggled, , felt intense pain
and slowly gasped for the last breath of life, a life that was taken away
by the one I loved............. |
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