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Oct 22 2008

Night Stalker-Clarissa

Published by sunnflr at 1:27 pm under Uncategorized, flash fiction Edit This

This is my contribution to the Three Word Wednesday prompt. The words for this week were: ache, difference, and suffer. I thought they went along well with the Night Stalker story, so made another section for it. If you’d like to read the story in order follow these links:

Night Stalker

Night Stalker-Remembrance

Night Stalker-The Children

As Nathaniel rounded the corner, he saw Clarissa talking with Jacob. He couldn’t squelch the ache the sight of her brought to his heart. She was so beautiful. Small and delicate, proud and defiant, by far the most outgoing of them all. Of course, he imagined she’d always been that way, even before becoming one of them.

He can still see her on the last day of her mortal life. She was running in the fields, trying to catch butterflies. Her laughter rang through the valley.

He and the others were staying in a cave on top of a mountain at the time. He’d had another nightmare, this time bad enough to wake him, and was looking out the entrance of the cave when he heard her laughter. He watched, envying her excitement and happiness. When he went back to sleep his dreams were much more pleasant.

That night they attacked a family at the base of the mountain. Nathaniel didn’t know it was the girl from the meadows until it was too late. When he walked into her bedroom he recognized her right away. She looked so frightened. He couldn’t imagine having her invade his dreams at night. There was only one thing to do.

He turned her. Watching her suffer through the change was the hardest thing he’s ever done. He held her as her body shook with pain, tears silently rolling down his cheeks. The others couldn’t understand why he’d done it. Who wanted a kid traveling with them? He tried to explain, but of course it did no good.

She still laughed often, but it was different now. Her laughter was no longer carefree and happy, but sarcastic and biting. She laughed at the expense of others. Though still a child in body, she was as much an adult as the rest of them. Taking lives does that to you. The only difference was that Clarissa didn’t have any problem at all taking children.

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6 Responses to “Night Stalker-Clarissa”

  1. sunnflron 22 Oct 2008 at 2:13 pm edit this

    Cool. I’ve never tried writing about them before. Who knows how this will turn out.

  2. cwilson26on 22 Oct 2008 at 8:33 pm edit this

    Great story! I have never written a vampire story either even though horror is my main genre. I just love reading them! I will read any kind of vampire story I can get my hands on. My mom thinks I’m sick and twisted but I can’t help it. It’s fun. :)

  3. sunnflron 23 Oct 2008 at 5:16 am edit this

    My husband says the same thing about me as far as alot of my stories go. Just goes to show you can like entertainmet that has nothing to do with your personality.

  4. sunnflron 23 Oct 2008 at 11:08 am edit this

    Thank you. It is fun. I’m waiting until I see the prompt to write the story. For all my other stories I’ve known everything that was going to happen beforehand.

    Of course, some days I will have to write without prompts, but not many.

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