Sadistic B*tch From Hell

Well, Thank you, those who have chosen to read this story. It's probably not going to be the best you've ever seen. I have edited, found all the mistakes I could.
This story was originally being written on Quizilla, and I decided to stop, for fear of it being stolen. I do hope you enjoy it. Please Review with any constructive criticism.




Vampires. So beautiful are they that some beg to become one. Some sit and wonder if they even exist. And finally, some sit and wish that they were not. To know the life of a vampire, inside and out, would be a true gift, of course. But to know it without having to suffer the endless night, the thirst for human blood, seeing your loved ones die long after you yourself should have, that, would be pure heaven. Merely uttering the word as a vampire makes ones blood burn. The mouth begins to taste sour, and the heart stops beating. Punishment, one would say. Slow release, say others. I myself do not understand either. I do not know what to call it, for I love the pain...the burning in my veins every time I say anything holy or sacred to Christians...

I will tell you a story....better yet....I will allow you to live the story, of how I became the way I am. A sadistic bitch from hell.

An alarm sounds. It’s 8:00 in the morning. You roll over, turn off the alarm, and rub your eyes. "I cannot believe im getting up this early." You said sleepily. You yawn and get up. grabbing a towel, you go and take a shower. After the shower, you feel refreshed and ready to do just about anything. Walking outside, the sun hit your face in a warm blanket of light. You smiled and walked to your car, and old Pontiac that needed some work. At the time, you hadn’t the money to get it fixed. Starting the car, you realized that you had left the door unlocked. After locking it and heading back out to the car, you waved to your neighbors (an elderly couple who loved to putt about in the garden) and set off to the airport. It was spring break at your university, and you were going to see some old friends. You rehearsed the schedule in your mind 'I get on the plane at 9:30, and get to Winnipeg at about 1:00pm, and from there I get a cab ride to her house, and surprise her.' You thought. You were not telling anyone you were coming. You knew they were all on break or working now, so you would have no trouble finding them. When you got to the airport, you went and checked your bags and waited at the gate. Then finally you heard the intercom. "Flight 1342 New York to Winnipeg is now boarding at gate D" you got in line, had your ticket checked, and went and found your seat. You were in first class there and back. Sitting down, you noticed a man not to far from you wearing all black, with long-ish dark hair that fell into his eyes. He had broad shoulders from what you could see. 'Not bad' you thought. 'Hopefully no one sits on the other side of the isle from me and I’ll be able to talk to him.' You struggled to put your bag in the overhead storage, when suddenly the man in all black was behind you, helping you push it in. "There you are." He said in a deep, seductive voice. "Those things can be kind of tricky." You noticed that he had an accent, although you weren’t sure what it was. You looked at him and smiled. "Thanks..I’ve never had good luck with that sort of thing. I hate being short.." You said, embarrassed. You both sat down but this time he sat where you had hoped no one would. You smiled inside. "My name is Mihara." You said, holding out your hand to shake his. He smiled "such a beautiful name..It makes sense for a woman with beauty like yours should have it. My name is Dominion." He said, taking your hand and lightly brushing his lips against your delicate fingers. You blushed but then regained control. "Well, hello Dominion, and thank you. Are you going to visit in Winnipeg?" you asked casually after letting go of dominion, for the plane was taxiing out. "Yes, I am, And you?" he asked cooly. But before you could answer, the plane started to take off. You hated to fly, and the take offs and landings always scared you. Dominion saw you tense up and you heard him speak softly "Hey, it’s ok. Relax. It will be over soon. Close your eyes, go somewhere where you are away from this, humm?" you noticed that he had taken your hand again to help calm you. You griped his hand tightly though he didn't seem to mind. When the plane had reached a point where it was steady, you relaxed and finally noticed what you were doing to his hand. "Oh! Oh I’m sorry!" you said. You released his hand "No. It’s all right. It didn’t bother me in the littlest way. Are you ok now?" he asked, looking concerned. You looked into his eyes and noticed that they were blackish-red. 'Must be contacts' you thought. You nodded and tried to gain control. "N-now, what were we talking about?" you managed to get out after steadying yourself. Dominion smiled "whether or not I was going to Winnipeg to visit. I said yes, I was, and asked you if you were doing the same." He said politely. "Oh, right! Yes, I’m going to see some old friends I used to have in highschool." You explained, a lot more calm now then what you were before. You were able to undo your seatbelt now and you did so without hesitation. "So you used to live there?" dominion asked. " Yes, I did, a few years ago though, I moved to New York to go to college. Been there ever since." You explained. "What about yourself?" you asked. "Oh, im just going to see the sites, meet someone I havened seen in years, though I doubt he'll have much to say. I don't really have a hometown. I don't remember where I grew up or anything. My parents were travelers. Anyway, you said you were in a university? That means you must be . . . 24?" He asked curiously. "22." You corrected. "Close though. How old are you? If you don't mind my asking." "Me? I’m 25." He said, not looking at you. You didn't read too much into this. You and Dominion talked throughout the whole trip, and you learned much about him. His parents were missing, and he didn't know where they were. every now and again, a few stray strands of hair would fall in front of his eyes and he would casually move it away unless he was talking to you. After a while he had moved into the seat beside you, and you talked some more. He asked about your family, and you told him that your parents were dead, and you had no siblings, cousins, or aunts and uncles to speak of. The both of you thought it odd that you both had no parents. You laughed at a few lame jokes about this and ordered some drinks. Eventually, you gave him the number of your hotel, and he gave you the number of his cell phone. When the plane landed, you got off with him and stood together waiting for your bags. "The most boring part of the trip, waiting for your bags. " He said solemnly. You smiled and saw one of your two bags coming your way. Picking it up and putting it beside you, you checked the tag just to be sure it was in fact yours. It was. Dominion picked up two bags and you noticed that he did this with no trouble whatsoever. It turned out that one was yours. "Hey, thanks! How did you know it was mine?" you asked. "I saw the name on the tag." He smiled and then you both set off in your own ways, telling each other you would call. 'What a day.' You thought.