Project one, chapter one. :)
THE START OF MY NOVEL.
THIS IS ABOUT THINGS THAT NO ONE KNOWS ABOUT APART FROM ME BUT THIS IS ONLY A DRAFT SO IS YET TO BE FINISHED.
First proper DRAFT, STILL VERY SHORT.
Intro.
The still, silence beckoned me out into the blacken night, when the people are sleeping in there beds but not me; I am roaming the silent streets of Paris. This beautiful place, with the bright streetlights shining down on the brushed clean street. From the busy streets in the day, with the people rushing around with no care in the world about the next but in a way this is better than before. This place has sculptures that tower over the people and the city, these sky scrappers glow in the night with beautifully coloured decorations. Just imagine the bright lights flashing on and off at the clubs. The gorgeous decorations on the Christmas tree, with the glowing, white, fluffy tinsel, which in a way is a bit odd because it is meant to look, like snow. The glossy ball-balls are reflecting the light onto each other to make a beautiful spiral around the tree so in a way it looks magical and a gift from good, WHAT??? Why did I just say that, there is no such thing as god!!! Well I can say it looks amazing and I wish my tree looked this good, well if I had one it would look this good, it would look good enough to eat. This place is full of fun, enjoyment with the happy laughter had gone, and the silence was upon me once more… The silence from the sleeping men, women and children in there beds. This was relaxing because I could look at the wonders of the world and smell the air. I got to go out and explore my new world or place. This place is so amazing at night with the sounds of the late night drinkers out in the pubs. The people look so small from up here, however this still gave me a break from the noise of the hectic city which was the day-light hours of Paris, so I could think and integrate myself into the beautiful surroundings of the city of Paris with the enormous Eiffel towel that was glowing in the dark and at the top was me standing staring into the beautiful world. This place is my home knows and I feel more at home and relax than before. I could see the beautiful landscape for miles and miles I could see over the oceans and far away, I could see my old houses from this point and I could see the places I would dream to live in before my glowing eyes but I still had to wait, wait for that perfect moment to catch my kill. However, this was hard, dangerous. Well the waiting is the hard part because at that time I did not have any patience and just wanted things to happen my way but this was never to happen, but I was also waiting for the thrill of the moment. The feeling I get from the moment is something worth waiting for and is more sexually attractive if I watch and wait for the moment. While I wait, I watch the people all over the world.
This one young beauty is dancing on a table in whilst she is slowly removing her clothes from of her beautiful slender body. With these men staring at her from of the stools that they are leaning on and there is one lying on the table looking up, like he is looking at me, but he can’t be because I am to far away for anyone to see so what it he doing but he is gorgeous with his ‘long curly hair flowing down his back [1]’ of his head and it looks like his soft and gentle checks and his slender but not delicate body, with some muscle but not to much, in a way he looks like a perfect man. Know I was staring at him, that is why he might be looking because he can feel my eyes inspecting and checking him out but at that time, I wished I could find out who he was. Then within the flash of on an eye, he was gone, and the bars and clubs closed and I was alone once more just to look into the world but at the same time the world was still intriguing and I could watch the movement and wait for the perfect moment...
THEN the moment was upon me and with one swift movement the moment was almost over except for what was lying in my arms was the sweet catches of the moment. The warm blood was dripping from my lips from the warm, tender flesh that I had emerged myself in, which was consuming my body within my catch and leaving me wanting more. This kill could only restore my thirst for a short time so I need more to warm and restore my beautifully formed body from my stunning muscles curving around my arms and my legs but at the same time my perfectly symmetrical breasts, refuelling the pours in my skin, repairing the damages in my hair. This beauty extended to my hair from which the ‘dark brown waves in my hair Curls [2]’ around my perfectly structures asymmetrical face which at this time where covered in the blood of my kill but there is no need to exaggerate about my figure. The warm that a have just received in this moment was like no other there was a sense of relief and relaxation. I had finished my meal in no time at all before the night was over due to one kill not being enough to fill my enormous apatite. I need more to make me grow strong, powerful leader but I need to do my duty to the world but first I had to grow and become something more than what I was then because I was growing.
That night I did only find one kill because I found had found that man that looked like he was watching me! We meet in a bar near my home (at the time it was my home, I lived in the Eifel Tower) and he was more hansom than I remember and in a way he looked like another one of me, we talked, drank. Well I pretended to drink but I think he did to so we did not cause confrontation, but I do not think anyone else noticed. We talked about our lives and the weather and just general chitchat while we where in the bar. Then we left the bar, walked down this wide empty street into this old park, sat on the wall, and carried on talking. Then he asked me a question that I will never forget.
“Why where you watching me from so far away and do you know what and who I am?” He Asked me with a puzzled expression on his face
“ What do you mean, I don’t think we have meet before please could you explain your reasoning for these obscured questions?” I replied with the utmost confusion, and at the same time I was thinking that there was no way that he could have seen me up there he must be joking or is her trying a new flirting technique or is he just plain weird.
“We are the same you and I, I know what you are and I am the same. We are one of a kind trying to fit into a world we do not belong, we are the same but different. I saw you on the Eifel Tower.” He replied, but this reply just main me even more confused and worried that he actually saw me up there, next time I will have to be more careful, but hang on he was so far away… How did get here so fast, in fact I don’t want to know, So I just remarked;
“I think you are mistaken sir because how could you have seen me from so far, for I was not there.”
“I think you are mistaken maim because I have seen you there many an occasion just sitting watching over the world and hence say again THAT WE ARE THE SAME YOU AND I!!! You need to understand something about our kind, we can see for miles and miles, but ‘this is a curse because we can see the world around us but belong nowhere within It. [3]’ Therefore, with this notion I bid you farewell and just remember what I have told you. Good day madam. However I will give you one piece of advice… To find the answers you are looking for, you need to explore your past. This may not seem important to you but this will tell you what you need to know.” He responded with a sadness in his face like he had lost something important .
“ But what do you mean, please explain yourself to me and you no nothing of my problems!!! Also I do not see the point in lingering in the past, the present and future is what I care about so it is none of your business what I do and do not do! I shall not day-dream in the past because the present is where I am. I don’t know who you are but you certainly think you know everything but you don’t know anything about me. As you said earlier, ’we are the same you and I’, I would like to say that you are no resemblance to me in any way, you are an arrogant no it all. Who things they are better than the rest of the world, so just crawl back into your hole and die!!!” I said.
“I shall take your offences seriously but all I am trying to do is help you, so please listen to me. I know it is difficult to understand but we have meet before and as I can see you don’t remember me anymore but by looking into your past, everything will become clear. I can not do this for you. This is something you will have to do by yourself, so please think about what I have said and maybe when you have looked into your past we will meet again.” he said.
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( A silent pause while I contemplate what he had just said me but also contemplating grabbing him and ripping him apart limb by limb and making him watch his own death [4], then he world fuck off because this dude thinks he‘s the best mother fucker there is but he is just a piece off shit.)
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(After thinking about this I think my last thoughts of dismemberment where to harsh.)
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“Okay I have thought about what you have said to me and I think after your explanation, I need to apologies for what I have said to you. So I am sorry but that does not mean I am going to trust you. I will do as you ask me for the moment because there will be no harm in looking into my past, but if what you say is true, how will I contact you again.” I responded, in a calmer manner than before so he looked more relaxed this time.
“ I will contact you when the time is right and do not ask how or why just leave it as this, so I will say farewell and nice to meet you again dear.” he said and slowly turned around and slowly started to leave me.
I responded with a farewell and then he was on his way, but I wondered what the meaning of his encounter was and what the meaning of his message was. This puzzled me for the rest of that evening because I wanted to understand more. I did not care if he was watching me but I need to know the truth, the meaning to his appearance so I need to look into my past. Starting from the beginning of my life so I can try to understand the meaning to his statement. I needed to find out who I was, what I was and how did he know more about me that I do myself, this was all new confusing. I just thought we where all the same just other people have found a way to deal with there problems, but I had to be confronted by the truth to understand and sort myself out in a way. So I think I should start from my arrive to this world, from the beginning, a friend told me a long time ago, “that to know the truth you have to search for it and look at the detail as well as the bigger picture but think out of the box.” Therefore, this is what I was set out to do try to find the meaning for my existence and why I was what I am, so I need to travel back ninety years to 1987, with my arrival to this world.
[1] influenced by Anne Rice’s Character Lestat, Vampire Chronicles.
[2] influenced by Anne Rice’s Character Louis, Vampire Chronicles.
[3]Quote from session one, episode thirteen ‘End of Time’ from Torchwood
[4] Influenced by the Anime film ‘Dead space’ (many other gory films I have seen but this is the main one.)