From: txdv1@isuvax.iastate.edu (Angela KAY Rolling)
Subject: A Vampire Tragidy
Reply-To: txdv1@isuvax.iastate.edu
Organization: Iowa State University, Ames, Iowa
Date: Sun, 4 Oct 1992 20:37:54 GMT

Chapter 1:A Dashing of Hopes

	She looks out her window, it's still rianing. It had been raining sense
about 9 o'clock yesterday. A steady, sleeting sort of rain. The grayness of 
the past day or so countinued to where almost every one down, almost everyone.
It didnt, wouldnt touch her. It wouldnt be able to touch her if it countinued
a week or even a year. She turns from the window. She still cant beleave that
today she is going to marry her love, Johan Lenvel. 
	Hes an artist, a painter, thats how she met him.    He sales his 
paintings on the street. Hed seen her going by several times and felt that he
had to paint her. She agreed to sit for him whin he asked. That was how they
they met and only the begining.    She poised for him there, were he was
selling his work.     He was,like most painters, poor. Later on in the 
romance she had diner with him in his humble flat.
	She can just see what there life will be like. - He will always paint 
and she will suplement there humble income with watressing. They will stay at
the flat untill the art community realizes what a great artest her Johan 
really is. The sale of his art will pick up, then they will have children.
	Befor she met him she would have laufed at the idea that one could
find happiness in such an environment.
	  Mixed with her happieness is a certain amount of anxiety. Johan had
asked her to leave the details of the wedding to him and all that she knows
is that she is to meet him at 978 stans street. She found the place last 
night and now as she reaches her destanation all of the anxieties she had
set aside are coming back at her in full force.
	  The building is an elegent to story town house with a lovely 
verenda in the front. Shes early even thou shes not quit sure why shed come
whin she did. Its a puzzle that she cant answer any more then why she had
come the night befor.
	As the chill from the wind begins to seep in to her bones she enters.
The house is quit and still as if its a mouse waiting for the cat to pounce.
Johan had given her a key so that she could get in if she got there befor
his mother. She calmly enters the house. As the room is dim and filled with
shadow she scarcely notices the one that moves in on her as she turns towards
the lamp............

	A shadowy figure slippes down the street. The day is dark and dismal.
Not once had the sun shown her face. He doesnt mind, thne sun is his mortal
enamy forcing him to stay indoors during the day, or most days. The weather
is working on his side giving him one last chance at a most desired 
possession, the dark haired gem Colera Jensen. He knew that he had to have
her the first time that he saw her.
	 Her ebony hair flowing around her shoulders adding to her stong 
supple body giving her the apperance of perfection. The sum of her features
make her seem like some long forgotten goddess that no mortal man dared to
dream about. They are those of one born to great status tempered with the
harshness of the steet that is her first home. No common or mortal man
deserved the likes of her, but then he is neither commen or mortal.
It was over 200 years ago that he had chosen his life. He has no qualms about
what he is or the things he does. These things, the merderous need, the 
dreamless sleep, and the lose of sunlight, he feels, are after all a small
price to pay for immortality.
	He will have his goddess, nomater who gets in the way or what she feels
about it. he wont even go threw the rigamarole of asking her. As if she 
would go with him, shes all set to grow old with that pitiful Johan Lenvil.
He would kill that one, money or not, if necessary.
	He finly reaches his destination, an old house belonging to the Lenvil
family. Now all he has to do is wait. If luck is with him she will be the
first one here and he can take care of the necessary details with out any
problems.
	His wait isnt long and luck is with him. She comes up the front of the 
house were she pauses for a moment befor entering. As she turns tward the 
lights he makes his move. She doesnt even have a chance to screem.......

		@1992