The Coming Abomination

Title: The Coming Abomination
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†Ďąŕķ£oŗðÕƒVąмpΐŗè§† (Original Message)

Sent: 1/16/2006 9:26 PM

From when I woke, everything I knew was no longer. Times so different. Nothing seemed as it was anywhere I traveled. I had more than enough blood I shed, scars left behind to show of the mercy killings I went about wherever I left my mark. The technology was more high tech than it began, but nothing about myself aside of the big gun I owned ever changed anything about myself. I left my lands to further persue a new beginning. But what I did not know what was following behind me the entire way I journeyed. From what I was born, stayed in my blood. An abomination, predatorial monster of hate and rage. I could not control many of the dark demons within myself. I headed upon this path unsure of where it would lead me, I wasn't much for planning out where anywhere would take me. I was a loner, evil to the bone.

Once I did find one true to her heart, almost as quickly I found her she died within my embrace making me more stone cold and hard core than I began. My journeys always took me to places I heard about, even read about. I did not fear anything since I had no emotion within me to share. But somehow, this woman who called herself , Desire, found it in me. It died when she did and has yet to come forth once again. I thought of her often even as it had been some time since she was around. I could still smell her. Her scent was like sweet blood roses from her own essence. Her skin... soft to the touch as much the eyes. The more of her that I thought about only brought out the worst in me. I could never bring her back. I knew she should have been such a warrior, so strong and stayed back home. But due to her stubborn ways, she left with me into a rather large bloodwar. The way it ended... you'd believe it was still going on.

I came to a small village on the out lieing area of the place I was told, one like myself would more than fit in. Suited to my needs. As well was told one I seeked, I may find there. I never knew what to believe anymore. I walked into the old tavern in this village. Seemed dead for a place that said "All Welcome to join the Party". What party? Everyone in the tavern was either sleeping, drunk or dead... from the previous night.

I shrugged as I showed no feeling, like I was the walking time bomb. I sat down at the bar just to grab a drink and headed to a quiet booth for myself. I was being watched. I could feel the fear and rage in this place. I just went about what I would normally, taking out a book to read, sipping my drink. A few hours had past before a young woman stat at my booth, unannounced. There was nothing more in this world I hated, than to be interupted so rudely. My hollow expression and black hues peered upon her form. She looked like a traveler herself. Maybe I was seeing things and it was al in my head, but she looked like, Desire. I didn't say anything as she began to speak. Her tone and voice very much like Desires. I stopped her from further saying another word by waving my hand in a stern manner. I asked of her name and where she came from.

She did not answer. Instead she faded away. I then knew it was in my mind. I needed to get moving and out of this village. I finished my drink and headed out.

Heading back on the path that would take me to this place I felt much dark energy from. Whatever was instore for me, I had no clue. All I know was about the coming abomination that followed me everywhere I had gone.

Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be. When you scream it sounds like a lullaby There's no reality Just this world of illusion.

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Re：The Coming Abomination

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From: †Ďąŕķ£oŗðÕƒVąмpΐŗè§† Sent: 1/16/2006 9:28 PM
      As
I headed out of the tavern I was approached by an old man.  He looked
like he came from serious hard times.  The old man told me the path I
was headed was not what I thought it was to be.  Low and behold, the
old man far from knew the evil that brew deep within me.  I just looked
away from him and headed out and onto the path.  I would come across a
young girl.  Very lost and disraught looking.  She was crying.  I just
ignored this, I wanted nothing of her problems, as I had my own.  She
insisted on bothering me even though I kept walking past her.
  
 "Excuse me, sir.."
  
 I
tried everything in my power to ignore this child.  It did not seem to
work.  She again called to me as I turned to face her.  What she then
saw made her run faster than she had ever.  Could it be I am the
abomination to reckon with?  The coming abomination that I assumed was
following me?  I saw such fear in her eyes.  She screamed and ran like
hell away from me.  I was sure the entire village would know of this no
sooner as I was on the path ahead of me.  About ten minutes past and I
heard a group of the towns people yelling as they ran to catch up with
me.  Now I did, I thought.  And I would have to destroy them all to
leave behind no evidence I was ever there in the village.  I climbed up
in a very large tree as I watched and waited for them all to find me. 
The young girl was with them, yelling out. I found him.  I did not try
to hide, no I left myself out in the open within this tree.  I was then
within only seconds surrounded from below all the angry villagers.  I
jumped down like the demon I had enraged within me.  A blast of fire
escaped from my body as it no sooner caused all the people to run like
hell as did the girl when she saw the evil within me, through my eyes. 
In a matter of moments, it was quiet, empty and pitch black.  All you
could smell was charred skin.  I had left no evidence from that point
of my being.  
  
 I
headed on the path I began and toward the place I felt such great
powers and energies.  I knew this was the right way.. and would
continue on this journey.  What had amazed me while on this adventure,
the people who actually had balls, unlike when he was so young.  It was
as if a huge timewarp came in and evolved the old ways, spitting it out
like seeds, planting a new place for itself.  Amazing.  None of the
women in his time would dare try what the young girl did.  How times
have changed.  
  
 The
evening grew into the later time of the morning.  Early enough before
the sun to rise, as well not late enough for many to come out and prowl
within the realm they dwell.  I found myself before a huge gate.  It
was very old.  It's work seemed not of this time, but of a time unknown
to even man.  I passed through slowly keeping in mind I was on
someone's land, their property.  I headed up the long path that led to
the main doors of this extremely huge castle.  It had work upon it only
the true vampyres of the underworld knew.  I knew then I found a place
to rest my head, to come to terms with myself.  What I was to find
inside, I had no idea of.  I just knew that I belonged here.
 
My
journey led me somewhere I had not yet been.  I would discover new
found things of myself.  Maybe find others like myself.  We would see
as I knocked loudly on the main doors.  I waited with patience for one
to answer, as I knew it would be sometime before one answered the
doors.  Being my castle was huge and I did not rush to get to answer
any knock on my doors.  I did not welcome many.  I hoped they would not
be as cruel as I had been in my past.

Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be. When you scream it sounds like a lullaby There's no reality Just this world of illusion.

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Re：The Coming Abomination

Date Posted：01/23/2009 9:49 AMCopy HTML

From: ◦¤†Đa®k£aðyOfVampiŗe§†¤◦ Sent: 1/17/2006 12:11 AM
        From
the main room I heard a very faint knock on the big doors of the
entrance.  How strange to hear this so late in the eve.  I found I had
slipped and drifted of into the sleep I never seem to get.  What woke
me was the faint knock.  Slowly I took heed toward the entrance.  I
dragged some due to still recoving from the blood war back at the
coven.  It had not left my mind it happened, due to being so fresh in
my mind.  We were trying to clean up around the land, to make it look
as it once did.  Soon I reached the door, to open and see a man who
resembled myself in many ways.  At first I did not know how to react to
this.  So I invited him in.   He asked what my name was in a very low
deep voice.  
  
 "I am Lady Casandra.  This is my home and I welcome you."
  
 He
looked to me with deep dark purple hues and nodded.  He showed hardly
any emotion.  He seemed to lack nothing but the emotion.  We headed for
the main room.  He looked to me and asked...
  
 "Who owns this grand castle?  If I may ask..."
  
 Seemingly a gentleman.  Stood in his deemer of the man in a shell of a monster.  I smiled a bit and told him in a soft tone.
  
 "I am the owner here..."
  
 And
I became quiet.  I lead him to sit and relax and offered im a drink,
shaking his slowly was his responce.  He asked me about the history of
the coven.  I told him as much I could in a short time possible.  He
found this place to be what he'd be looking for.  And thanked me for
talking to him.  I felt kind of funny in a way... being the one to find
him at the door... and greeting someone.  I did not make a habit of it.
 
We
later found ourselves in a deep coversation.  Of our past, present and
future history.  I saw something in him, I often found in myself.  I
almost feared it.  He still never showed emotion, seems he lacked it a
great deal.  But.. I couldn't be so judging, I lacked it more than
not.  As well a few others I knew.  Some had an easier time of showing
the emotion.  I did not.  
  
 Later
during our talk... I had seem the distinct resemblance.  We spoke more
of the experiences in our lives.  We came to the conclusion we were the
ones we searched for, for so long.  My brother... my half brother...
the one who was as damned as myself, born of an abomination.  The
abomination to reckon with.  I could feel his pain as much his
empathy.  How we were more alike than not.  He spoke how he hated our
father for lack of emotion, but how it struck him, he was very much the
same.  The morning soon came and we found ourselves where the sun could
come in.  He, unlike myself, could be seen in the daylight.  His skin
was more pale and had not time to grow strong enough for the sun as of
yet.  Or he just did not care for it.  
  
 I
showed him around the castle, the rooms where less light was.  He
admired the castle in its entirety.  He soon found himself ready to
rest so I took him to share my room.  I gave him my bed to sleep in. 
He thanked me and lay down, but did not infact sleep, but just rest. 
Very much like myself indeed.  Sleep seems far in few in our lives as
we grew so much older each day.  I lay on my couch in my room covering
myself with a thick comforter.  We both found some peace in our rest...

Here's a riddle: When is a croquet mallet like a billy club? I'll tell you: Whenever you want it to be. When you scream it sounds like a lullaby There's no reality Just this world of illusion.