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Unholy confessions of a vampire heart	By : nuclear000rainbow Category: Celebrities - Misc > Slash - Male/Male Views: 1315 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not know Ville Valo or any of the members of HIM, This is purely a work of fiction, I do not make any money writing this. Full disclaimer in chapter 1.

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I woke up to the sound of giggles and crazy cackling, three pairs of eyes staring down at me. “Good dream?” The Rev asks, the crazy laugh only getting louder as I stare at them with confusion radiating from my whole being. “You were moaning, tossing and turning like a crazy person!” Gee giggles, Christ nodding his head furiously in agreement. “Not the kind of dream your perverted minds are thinking about!” I state calmly, the dream still playing in my mind. “I’ll tell you all about it later, I have to go out and check on something real quick before we leave!” My eyes going to the door, the clearing with the waterfall my goal as I leave quickly. Not even noticing the confused stares following me as I start running. I need to know, I need to make sure that it was only a dream. That the beautiful creature with the wild brown curls and sapphire eyes were just of my imagination. That the wolf is just a wolf and my mind is playing tricks on me. Reaching the clearing I walk slowly towards the tree, the grass around it bent down towards the ground, traces of a huge animal and footsteps suddenly appearing in the soft dirt capturing my gaze. Bending down I slide my fingers over the pawprints, noticing the closeness to the human ones. Like a change took place before the next steps were made. A shiver running down my spine as I follow the tracks over to my spot from yesterday, the smell of the person who sat there assaulting my senses. A weird calm settling in my mind and a sense of warmth almost choking me. What is this, why? I wish someone would give me an answer to my questions, but the only person I could ask is no longer with us. Sitting down at the base of the tree I pull out my diary. An idea lighting up in my brain as I touch the yellowing pages. Flipping to the first blank page I start writing, just a quick note as I don’t have much time to spare. The others waiting for me to lead them on, our journey still not over.
<Dear diary, I choose to part from you now, it’s time I suppose! We’re on the run from the hunters, they killed our father, our beloved Harms. He sacrificed himself to give us time to flee! My heart is torn and broken still, even though it have been weeks! My family, my beloved coven depending on me to take the lead. To keep them safe through the night and hide them from the burning sun of the day! I never thought this responsibility would fall on me, but of some weird reason they all look to me for guidance. To be their leader on our way north. The only goal I have is to keep us alive, keep my brothers safe! I beg to the dark forces of the night to guide me, for the stories my long lost birthmother told me to be true! Of a place with dark nights and short days, where the green flames dance when the skies are clear and the stars shine. All I know is that we’re heading north, for how long and how far I do not know. But we leave this place tonight, and so I choose to leave you behind. Who knows if someone finds you. But maybe you could give some answers on who and why?
My dear diary, I’ll miss you. Ville.>
Looking for a place to leave my dearest friend, I settle for below the tree. The cloudless sky a promise of a dry night. Never looking back, I head for the house. My family waiting for me patiently, my mind turning to the confusing tracks in the clearing and the smell lingering on the tree as I run towards them.
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“Took you long enough Ville! What errand could not wait until we reach the next village?” Syn ask with a wicked smirk on his face. My eyes catching those of Shadows as I motion for them to sit down. “I’ll tell you, Shadows already knows a part of it.” All eyes turning to him, but he just shrugs, leaving the talking to me. The last month I’ve had the same dream every night. Of sapphire blue eyes staring at me through the trees in a unknown clearing. The first days all I could see was the eyes, glowing blue orbs in the shadows, after a while the shape of a wolf started to show itself, later on I could see the colors of its fur, the features getting clearer. A few days ago the creature started speaking to me, sending thoughts to my head… Asking questions I don’t know how to answer. In my dream I was challenging his stare, refusing to back down as I tried to walk closer to it. I could see the wonder and curiosity in its eyes as it backed away from me, taking human shape as it retreated through the shadows. When I told you all to leave the clearing last night, I stayed behind to make sure it wasn’t a threat. And I saw him again, the wolf. A living breathing creature with the same startling blue eyes between the trees. When your laughter woke me up today, I saw the same eyes again. But not a wolf! A man with striking blue eyes walking to the tree in the clearing by the waterfall! I had to make sure that it was just a dream! But the clearing proved me wrong… I saw tracks in the dirt, big canine tracks that suddenly ended in human ones. The tree smelled of another being, I can’t even describe it to you, but for some strange unknown reason it calmed my mind. Last night I could feel no threat from this creature, no evil or ill will, just wonder and curiosity. And my own curiosity won today, I left my diary behind, I don’t really know why. But at the moment it felt right for some reason.” My voice barely a whisper by now, a shy smile playing on my lips as I lift my head. My brothers all staring at me with huge dilated eyes. A thousand questions probably flying through their heads, the silence finally being broken by Rev, his voice and expression serious for once. “What you speak of Ville sounds like a lycanthrope, a werewolf. They’re a lot like us, except they can walk in the sunshine. They’re creatures guided by the moon, living in packs. Their families are chosen just like ours, an alpha wolf picking out people worthy of the pack. But they have more of a hierarchy than us vampires, we choose our leader to follow by heart, they choose the alpha by seeing if his or her strength is superior to the others. The alpha is followed by the omega, then the beta. The ones after that are ranked by who joined before the other or the traits they possess. And from what you just told us, it seems like your minds are linked in some way. I would guess you have wolf blood deep down, probably mixed in with the blood of the fallen.” He finishes the lecture, his voice never straying from the serious tone. All of us staring at him with shock written on our faces. “What? I’m crazy! Not stupid! I know how to read, and Harms had a wonderful library that you guys never thought about using!” He barks out before laughing, the crazy cackling again taking control. I smirk as I see Shadows wrapping an arm around his shoulder, a proud smile on his face. “You never seem to stop surprising us Rev!” I laugh. “Next time I’m short of answers you’ll be the first on my mind!” I say, smiling widely. Some of the pieces of the puzzle coming together after weeks of racking my brain for answer. “But why would you leave your diary Ville? What use can a wolf have from your thoughts?” Gee ask quietly from my side. “yeah, why? It’s your most priced possession, why would you part with it?” Christ joins in, all heads turning from the Rev and back to me. “I don’t really know sweethearts; I just got the feeling that I should. Like I said, he had the same questions as me. Who are you, why are you haunting my dreams, what are you? It’s hard to put into words, but I had a feeling that those pages could bring him some answers.” My brothers seeming satisfied with my answer, even though it’s filled with uncertainty. Standing up slowly and stretching my now stiffened muscles in the process I look to the door. “The night is still young, lets leave! We keep heading north, and we need to cover a lot of ground to get through the mountains and find shelter before the dawn.” I say, my words no longer as uncertain as I order them around. My confidence growing for each night passing as they follow me willingly. The speech of lycanthropes still fresh in my memory, and thinking about it, I can see the similarities the Rev spoke of. We don’t have a strict hierarchy, but they did choose me to lead them. “Why north?” V asks softly ass I walk through the doorway, the others following close behind. “Because that’s where the green flames dance in the sky sweetheart!” I wink at him before I start to run, a puzzled expression on his face as they follow. My legs carrying me forward through the night as I follow the breadcrumbs in my memory. I can almost see my mother smiling at my choice as I stake out a rout through the mountains, north the only goal in my mind as the night is still young…
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#Bams pow:
Another dream of the green-eyed nymph in the forest have me waking up in a cold sweat. The images flowing through my mind as I stare at the roof above my bed. The haunting green eyes telling me something. To find it, to get it before the rain hits. The sound of dry coal on rough paper tearing through the sound of falling water the only sound in my dream. I need to go there, now! Jumping out from underneath the warm furs covering me with a burst of frantic energy that have all the others staring, I smile. “No worries guys, just heading out for a while!” I laugh, the others closing their eyes again, sleep soon claiming them as the night is still young. “Where are you going?” The voice of my best friend and beta suddenly ask, his light blue eyes staring at me from the corner. “I had one of those dreams again, I’ll tell you about it in the morning!” A nod his only response, and I know he’ll question me in the morning. Dunn not being the kind that forgets easily. As I feel the soft grass against my feet, I let my wolf take control, the change flowing easily after years of practice. Well, enough years. I’m the youngest alpha in hundreds of years, my father and mother the only ones starting to build a pack as early as me. I broke out of their pack in my early twenties, no more willing to bend to my father or mothers will. My best friend joining me as a beta without question, but at the moment he also holds the position as omega, as I still feel no need to find a mate. My mother’s nagging and strict rules a reminder of what my father has to live with. The alpha might be the leader, but the omega still has a say in what happens within the pack! Trying to shut out the thoughts of my old pack, I let my wolf take control again. The feel of the soft ground underneath my paws calming my mind. Our instinct carrying us forward towards the clearing with eager steps. The wolf still remembering the enticing smell from the night by the waterfall. I’ve never smelled something similar, so raw and pure. And those eyes, people say my eyes shine like sapphire. Those emerald greens haunting my mind make my own seem dull in comparison! If I hadn’t ran to the clearing that night, I would have thought it all a fabric of my imagination, a dream too good to be true. But to see those eyes staring at me, that pale skin so close to the color of the marble statues in the big city called Rome… I need to do what the dream told me; I need to get there before the rain starts falling! It’s urgent, I just know it! I pick up the pace as my thoughts run through my head, the sound of the waterfall getting louder by each step taken, and I finally find myself in the clearing. Changing swiftly back to my human form I let my eyes take in the surroundings. No one there, a feeling of disappointment hitting me like a brick. Letting my feet carrying me towards the tree that caught my attention the other night, my nose picks up the amazing smell once again. Stronger this time. The sent leading me towards the tree. Again, I get the sense that I need to hurry, my eyes searching wildly for what my subconsciousness tells me to find. I let my body slide down against the tree, the smell so strong it makes my eyes roll to the back of my head again. Letting my arms slip down my sides I feel something touching my fingers. The roots of the tree hiding whatever it is, and my hands automatically shoot out to get it. A puzzled expression most likely adorning my face as I grasp what seem to be a book. The leather binding worn and discolored, the pages yellowed and buckled from years of use. Flipping through it I can see the perfectly written words covering the pages, the coal getting darker towards the last page used. My curiosity grabbing a hold of me as I flip back to the first page, the thoughts of my mother lightening a bit as I start reading. If not for her nagging and determination, I would never know how to decipher the winding symbols covering the pages. My eyes skimming the pages quickly until the writer suddenly catch my full attention. Sharp letters covering the already written page, the words a harsh black, meant as a warning to the one who happen to read the pages from this point on. <Dear reader, before you even start reading this crazy story, I think I better introduce myself.
I am Pain, also known as Ville, a creature born of shadows, doomed for eternity to walk this earth in darkness.
A demonic being, once human, but no more… This is my story, my legacy, my diary. And trust me when I tell you to never wander alone after dark! You might get thrown into a life you never expected!> My eyes widen as I read the pages, he left this for me to find. As an answer to my questions! My heart skipping beats at every fond memory and breaking into tiny pieces at every heartache I read about, tears falling freely at the end. The thought of him loosing his human father from fear caused by the stupid book the priests cling to, and then his creator. His chosen father and mentor that loved them and cared for them all until the end, sacrificing himself so they would be safe. I could feel the rage of the wolf, the deep sobs tearing through my chest only making it stronger. My heart breaking for the ones I now know to be vampires, knowing well and thoroughly the way the mere humans treat us all, considering us demons. Doomed creatures from the dark pits of hell. The hate of the hunters consuming me and the intriguing vampire with the name of Ville have my mind made up. The hunters will become the hunted once more, they will pay for the hurt they have caused in this world! They will pay with their lives for killing the Vampire lord with the name of Harms, and for killing his mate in cold blood and tearing up a family! Letting my wolf consume me, I start running towards our lair. My rage carrying me through the darkness, the diary clutched tightly in my jaw as the world around me turns into a blur. Leaping through the air while changing back to human form, I land with a crashing sound in the middle of well known room. My packmates jumping at the sound, scared eyes turned towards me as look around, making sure they’re all awake. “We’re going hunting and we’re headed south. A crime have been committed to us creatures of the night, a caring soul of the dark killed by human hunters in cold blood, leaving a coven behind and on the run! The hunters will pay with their blood!” I growl at them, daring them to defy my wishes. Dunn stepping forward, one of his heavy hands landing on my shoulder in support. “You know I will follow you to the end Bam but answer me this! Does this have anything to do with your dreams?” Trusting the worn diary into his arms I stare into his eyes, trusting my best friend since birth to see the truth. “Read it Dunn, start at the page where the warning is written.” I whisper softly before turning around and walking to my pile of furs on the floor. Casting one last glance at my pack before I lay down and close my eyes. Only one last order to give before my dreams once again claim me. “We leave as soon as the sun sets tomorrow, get some rest. It will be a long run.” My ears picking up the sounds of my pack once again curling up in their fur beds, and the sound of course paper being turned as I let myself drift off. The green emeralds once again haunting my dreams.
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Angry pale blue eyes met my own sapphire blues as I jolt upright, another dream having me waking up in cold sweat. The fear in the emerald green eyes before the relief of darkness surrounding them still sending cold shivers down my spine. His fairs of the sunlight reflecting through me. “I read the diary Bam, I’m with you all the way and so is the rest of the pack. I told them what was written and they’re all thirsty for revenge. But you need to tell us what’s happening, you’ve been tossing and turning through the night for weeks! You’re on edge at all times, restless, and I know you well enough to see the fear in your eyes right this moment! Tell us what’s happening!” Dunn speaks calmly, his voice demanding but I choose to ignore it. “I’ve had almost the same dream for months now Dunn. Green emerald eyes staring at me in the darkness, skin as white as the marble statues of Rome gleaming in the moonlight. Inked patterns only accenting the paleness. He’s not afraid of the wolf, he even picks up on my thoughts! I can’t see the pain on his face while it happens, but he understands! He even answers! We’re in the clearing by the waterfall, I recognize the trees surrounding us from where I hide in the shadows! I thought it was all dreams, but a few nights ago when we were out hunting, I caught a sent I couldn’t place. I followed it to the waterfall, and I saw him with my own eyes. I never showed my human form, but he knew me! We shared the same questions, he picked up on my thoughts as if he were one of us! Last night I had another dream of him in the clearing, his back against the tree as he focused on something on his lap. I could make out the sound of sharpened coal on rough paper. An urgency to go there guiding me, that’s why I left last night. His eyes telling me something important would be there for me. I know it’s hard to understand, but for some weird reason we seem to be connected. The fear in my eyes that you just pointed out was not my fears, it was his! The fear of the sunlight hurting the once close to his heart, his brothers! And for the same reason I know they’re safe! Green orbs shining through the darkness and a sense of relief was what woke me up.” I finish speaking, Dunns eyes shining with understanding and determination. The others gathering around us, the same determination on their faces as on Dunns. “we’re with you as always Bam, the hunters need to pay!” Raab speaks up, Novak, Dico and Rake both nodding in approval. A smile playing at my lips as I look over at the last member of my pack, an evil grin almost splitting his face in two. “You in Jimmy(pop)?” I ask, even though I already know the answer. “Like a horny fox during mating season Bammi boy! Let’s spill some blood!” I laugh as I rise from my place on the floor, a feeling of eagerness making me hyper. A mischievous smirk on my face as I let myself fall into my wolf form, my thoughts reaching out for their minds as I see them joining me on all fours. “We’re heading south! We run until our paws bleed and more! I want the blood of the hunters staining my fur in a fourth night!” Eager shouts ringing through my skull along with the howls of the wolves ringing in my ears. Our wolf forms carrying us south at a speed of no ordinary wolves, living creatures around not able to catch more than a a glimpse of shadows flying by.
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