Couriers of the Void continued...

Chapter 1

On the other side of town, a man sat watching the storm from the study window. This man was no older than seventeen, so in theory, he was still a young adult. However, as you will soon realise, age and time are meaningless in this story. They are merely figments of life. This mans name was Leonardo Vigil, or Leon for short. His parents were extremely wealthy people and so he lived in the biggest house the entire city. Whilst he sat in his fathers study watching the rain fall from the heavens, he daydreamed. He dreamed of playing football at university with his friends. He dreamed of life after education, and what he would do with his life. He had passed all of his GCSE’s. Astonishingly he had literally mastered the exams with A* for everything. He had amazed the teachers and had received many rewards from the Mayor and the Prime Minister for highest marks in the country. Leonardo was an extremely talented artist too. He had painted for the National Art Gallery in London, and had recently been in contact with the world-renowned Louvre in Paris. They had previewed his painting and were considering buying it. Now before the story goes any further all readers must understand. You may think,
‘Yeah’ right, as if that guy has had all of those things happen to him. His life is perfect!’
You are wrong. Leonardo was obviously a very clever young man. He was talented in all subjects and was additionally gifted in the Musical and Painting Arts. However, his life if far from perfect. Nothing is perfect, His life will soon be altered and damaged beyond repair. He will be a completely new person. He will still have the same skills, but he, as a human being, will be different. He will see life in a completely different way. Only once he has been ‘transformed’, for want of a better word, then, and only then, will you see the true meaning of perfection.
He dreamed of girls and money, and all the things he would do when he was ‘older’. He was thinking ahead, thinking of the future. He snapped out of his daydream and was still for a while whilst his eyes re-focused into this world. He then stood and moved to the study door and opened it. He walked through to the Piano Room and shut the door behind him. Leonardo played the Piano five times a day, for about three hours at a time. At this particular time, he sat down and rolled his knuckles thinking of all the possible pieces of music that he could play. He settled on ‘Claire de Lune’ by Debussy.
He began to play. His fingers were so adept at pressing the keys that it looked as though his fingers just floated across them. As the song progressed, he began to play more fiercely and more beautiful than ever. Due to the fact that he was playing so loudly, he did not notice his mother enter the room behind him. She closed the door softly and stood in the corner to watch him play. As the music progressed even further his mother began the get tears in her eyes. The music was so beautiful that it was astounding. Little did he know that one day, he would be playing this same piece of music, but in very different company. After the three hours of playing had ceased, he stood and cracked his knuckles. His mother had left shortly after she had entered, but he was oblivious to this as he was unaware she had even been in the room. From there he went to the library and sat in his favourite armchair with his favourite book. He got himself comfy and then began to read. There was nothing compared to reading in Leonardo’s opinion. The concept of reading something that someone else had written and creating a mental image of this persons story was amazing. What he was unaware of was that he would read this book again in the near future, but he would read it in a way that he had never read it before. He would be looking for something different. He would be creating a different mental image, one that may save his life.

Approximately twenty-eight miles south of his house, the vampires had made their second kill. This time a young woman, not long turned twenty-one. She had had so much life ahead of her. But the vampires were not interested in that. They thirsted for her blood and would not stop at anything to get it. The had now embedded two souls into the Void. Into the void from which they could never return. Little did Leonardo know, but his destiny and those of the vampires were very soon to be entwined. They had guided another spirit into the darkness. The night was soon going to come to an end, when the creatures of night would vanish, where no one could ever find them. But before that time, the hunters of darkness had one more victim, one more spirit to escort into darkness. One more mortal to banish into the Void.

Coming up next week - Couriers of the Void, Chapter 2

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The creature of the night will be watching, waiting in the shadows, until they are satisfied that no one can see you.
That is when they strike.
You couldn’t’t possibly outrun or fight them.
They are they ultimate predators…
And guess what… you’ll be next!