The Vampire and the Angel
For five thousand years, dark evil creatures rose from the underworld and slaughtered all that was good that lived in harmony on the land. It became known as the dark ages and no human could be found.
On the coast of the continent known as Copper Toe lived a vampire named Kissa who was collecting sea shells. She looked like a human girl of about seventeen years of age, she was five foot ten and one-hundred and thirty pounds with white skin, black hair and blue eyes. She lived alone in her cottage; inside the dingy brown village called Eneema with other vampires.
The sun was in a constant eclipse for the last five thousand years and food was scarce. Humans were becoming rare to find and vampires were at war with wear-wolves, eyeresettes, gargoyles, zombies, gothicas, fallens and sometimes other vampire clans.
After spending most of the day collecting sea shells and filling up her wooden pail with them, Kissa ran from the beach onto the grass. She carefully walked through the woods, carrying her bucket of sea shells when suddenly she heard something.
Kissa heard the sound of a baby crying nearby and wondered if it was a human. The vampire set the bucket down and followed the sound until she came across the creature making the sound in the tall grass.
Her eyes feasted upon the naked flesh of a baby, about a year old, in a white silk blanket. Immediately her mouth watered and when she opened it to smile, her fangs emerged. Then something peculiar could be seen on the baby’s back and they were wings similar to a bird.
Kissa realized while she touched its wings that the baby was an angel. Her hands felt a break in the right wing and it needed mending.
The vampire’s fangs retracted and she smiled at the baby so that it wouldn’t scream and cry. She heard about angels through stories and knew that they were extremely rare to see, let alone catch.
The baby angel stopped crying and looked at her with his amazing aqua blue eyes. He began to laugh and reached for her long black hair to touch it as it fell on his body. Kissa looked at the baby and decided to nurture it back to health.
The other vampires would immediately kill the angel and drink its blood if she reported it. If there was one thing vampires loved more was the blood of an angel. It was sweet and full of energy, which was a hundred times stronger than the vitality of a human. She covered the baby in the white blanket and held it against her chest with her left arm. She could hear the baby purring and smiled as she picked up the pale of shells with her right hand to make the journey home.
The village of Eneema was a dingy brown colored town that was tasteless and old. Kissa could feel the baby’s weight increase and used her vampire senses to avoid other vampires that would be a threat. She didn’t want the angel to get eaten by her kin.
Once she got in the house; Kissa set the baby on the table, lit some candles to see her plants were dying. She ignored them and took off the white blanket to see the baby had grown into a child of about five years old.
Kissa gasped with a surprise as she saw the angel’s hair was sterling silver in color with white skin and looked like a beautiful little girl. The angel child let out a strange bird sound that sounded beautiful. She smelled a sweet odor and it was almost hard to keep away. The smell was lilacs, apples, honey and sugar combined.
“What is your name?” she asked aloud while touching the child’s face, which was a straight face.
The child looked away and then back at her with a smile. Then almost immediately, Kissa had a picture in her head of when she was human falling from the sky and being caught by a handsome muscular man.
“Is your name Catch?”
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