• Chapter 1

    Would anyone care if I just keep walking anymore. Would anyone even no I wasn’t here, that I was even gone. I thought as I’m walking up the walk leading to the funeral home. When I was inside it was dimly lite scented candles a blazed, lying there in the coffin was my dearly departed brother, Marcus. Are friends, school-mates and co-workers are here, though I am now the only living descendent of our family.
    “Hey, Ness, I’m so sorry for your lose. How are you doing? You look really well. I love the black dress your wearing, it suits your shape. Is it Vera Wang, no, Gocchi?” One of Max’s co-workers went one. “ Uh…fine, no it’s uh from…uh, Hot Topic.” I muttered softly. This all seems so surreal. “ Ms. Lioncourt, if you would like to see or have any final words that you would like to say alone, now is the time to do so.” The director said softly by my ear. All I could do was nodded.
    Brother, Oh dear brother. I shouldn’t have left you, I should have stayed and helped. Why did I listen to you, I never do and the one time I do you…you…Damn those vampire hunters, damn them to hell. I will get your revenge, no you wouldn’t want that, But If they ever come looking for me I will, I will kill them. In your name Max, I will kill them. Oh I miss you so much, dear brother. I really need you, I’m all alone and have know idea what to do. I love you and hope for the guardians to guide you peacefully. I made the sign of peace over the eyes of my brother as I stood up from kneeling. I wiped my eyes in hope of not smearing my liner.
    This loss is a great one for the vampire kind, to loss a brothering to a vampire hunter is always a great deal of pain. I went back into the lobby and spotted Caleb one of Max’s greatest friends, and my secret crush for well awhile now, sitting in the darker corners. Though what scared me the most wasn’t that I probably looked dreadful, but he was crying. Tears were streaming down his face, though he was silent his shoulders were shaking lightly. And don’t get me wrong he’s a totally nice guy, but sensitive isn’t something you think he would be, to cry like he is. He’s kind of hard core, tough, skater-punk-goth-rocker type. Not like I really know him that well, I can barely talk to him, I’ve barely ever spoke to him, even though my brother and him hung out together so much, I was just always to shy. Granted they were always with there other guy friends and girls too, I just never really thought I was I his league even though in the vampire world our family was in higher nobility than his.
    But next thing you know I was standing next to him. “Ummm… Thanks for coming, Caleb. Max would have really appreciated it. I do too, um, how are you?” I said sitting in the chair next to his. Caleb looked up and starred into my eyes. It was really intense, like as if he was starring into my soul. I wasn’t stoppable though, tears stared to pour over. “Um, I’m fine, this loss has effected us all though, in many different ways, but how are you?” He asked, and well, I just couldn’t take it. The big wave of pain people have always talked or write about finally hit, with all these emotions, of hurt, loneliness, guilt, sorrow, emptiness, he’s gone and I started to sob uncontrollably.
    Caleb put his arms around me and pulled me into his lap, and just held me and let me cry. I cried for a solid ten or fifteen minutes, but Caleb just held me, rocking softly back and forth, no one disturbing us knowing that I was the departed’s sister an all. But I finally calmed myself enough to stop crying. I took a couple of deep breathes and wiped my tears with the back of my hand. Caleb grabbed my wrist and lowered it into my lap and pulled out a handkerchief and wiped my face gentle. When he was done he put the handkerchief into my hand. “You may need it again. Do you want to go outside?” I pushed my hair back out of my faces and stood up. “ Ya, some fresh air would probably be good.” He stood up after me and placed his hand on my back walking with me outside.
    It was nice out, a little nippy but nice, refreshing. We walked across the street to a small little park. There was a wiping willow planted in the middle of the park, near a small river. Under the tree was a bench, were we sat down. It was night so the moon was up full and brighter than ever, and the stars danced around the sky. Caleb placed his arm around the back of my shoulders in a leisure gesture.
    “It’s like Max said…There’s so many stars-”
    “ And everyone has one!” I finish looking at Caleb, he was looking back at me. “He always said I deserved the sun, I always told him to stop being so foolish, that what ever star I get is the one I’ll treasure forever, but he only wants the best for me.” I said starring into Caleb’s eyes. He leaned over and kissed me lightly on the lips. “I may not be any sun, but-” I cut him off by kissing him back. “Yes, you are my sun.”