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    dots Submission Name: My night outdots
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    Author: Mina Liston
    ASL Info:    17/f/uk
    Elite Ratio:    0.32 - 11/5/6
    Words: 2153
    Class/Type: Story/Vampire
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       A story I'm not proud of but adding on here and recieving comments can only help me improve - a short story about vampires- not vampirycly dark but about vampires nonethless


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    dotsMy night outdots
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    "I don't want to go out." Willow hissed,angrily.
    "It's too early- the sun hasn't even fully set."
    "The sun will not hurt us if we stick to the shadows." Valerian replied,smiling slightly.
    Willow shook her head slightly and pulled her hood over her head, covering most of her face.
    "Alright." She grumbled, quietly. "But if my father finds out-"
    "I'll tell him it was all my idea." Valerian smiled, pulling his black, slightly tattered top hat over his neatly combed hair and walking out of the cave.
    "Oh, And that's unnoticeable." Willow said, hurrying after him.
    Stroll into a modern city wearing a top hat and using a cane!"
    "For your information." Valerian said, turning to talk to Willow whilst walking backwards. "These clothes are coming back into style."
    "You're 17, Valerian." Willow sighed. "Not 71."
    "Well, technically..." Valerian began, frowning slightly in thought.
    "Shut up." Willow said, smiled slightly, then said.
    "It'll be fully dark by the time you've worked out how old you are."
    He pulled a face, then yelled out in surprise as he tripped backwards over a fallen log, landing flat on his back.
    Willow tried her best not to react, but was soon kneeling on the floor, tears of laughter in her eyes.
    "Ouch." He grumbled, sitting up and wiping the dirt from his jacket.
    "I'm sorry." Willow giggled, calming down. "I didn't mean to laugh."
    "Well you certainly didn't mean to come and see if I was alright." He said, accusingly.
    "I could have broken my neck."
    Willow stifled another giggle and frowned slightly.
    "What?" Valerian asked, grumpily.
    "I heard something." She whispered, standing up and pulling her hood down.
    "It was nothing." Valerian replied.
    "Come on, let's go."
    "No." She whispered, squinting into the gloom of the forest, her eyes twinkling a deep red.
    "I know i heard something."
    Valerian groaned and stood up.
    Willow, it was nothing! You always do this- you always think there's something going on!- You get it from kahalad he does the same thing-"
    "Shut up." She snapped."I know I heard something."
    "We're in a forest!" He cried, angrily. "It was probably a squirrel!"
    "I'm going to go and check." She murmured.
    "What about the city?" Valerian moaned. "What about my night out?"
    "You'll get your night out." Willow snapped.
    "Just let me check."
    "Valerian grumbled something under his breath but followed Willow as she began to walk further into the forest.
    "See?" Valerian asked, after around an hour of walking.
    "Nothing- just like I said!"
    Willow stopped so suddenly Valerian almost walked into her.
    "What?" He whispered.
    He peered into a small clearing and his face fell. He slowly looked over to Willow to find tears already in her eyes, her bottom lip quivering slightly.
    "Willow?" He asked, softly, putting a hand out to her.
    She ignored him and walked towards the man lying crumpled on the floor towards the center of the clearing.
    "Father?" She whispered, wiping his long, blond hair away from his face.
    She flinched as she realised his hair was tainted with blood.
    "Is he-" A voice began from behind her.
    Valerian stopped in mid- sentence as he saw a large piece of wood sticking out from Khalad's chest.
    "Is he alright?" Willow asked, quietly.
    She tried to move him, but he had been stabbed so fiercely the wooden spike had lodged itself into the ground, pinning him down.
    "Willow?" Valerian asked, kneeling down beside her.
    She looked up at him, her eyes wide with tears.
    He frowned, frantically searching for the right words.
    Willow stared at him and, after a few seconds, nodded slightly.
    "I know."
    "Are- Are you alright?" He asked, gently.
    She shook her head, dived into his arms and burst into tears.
    He held her tightly while she cried, not knowing what else to do, trying to think of something to say.
    Willow sniffed and froze when she heard a noise behind her.
    "Willow, run." Valerian whispered, quietly.
    "What?" She whispered, not moving.
    "Run." He whispered.
    "Why?" She asked, beginning to grow frightened.
    "Just run!" He yelled, and pushed Willow one side.
    Valerian knelt up just as Willow stood up and turned around.
    There was a man standing in front of Valerian, a slight smile on his face, a large bag on his back, his jeans torn and muddied, his t-shirt torn.
    "Why did you do it?" Valerain whispered, putting to and two together.
    The man's smile widened, and he reached int his back pack, pulling out another wooden spike.
    Willow stood watching, not knowing what to do, she knew he had to be highly trained to kill her father, if he wanted to kill Valerian, he would do it before she had a chance to stop him.
    Valerian looked over to Willow.
    "Run." He whispered.
    She shook her head.
    "Run!" He begged. "Willow please, run!"
    She shook her head again, and screamed in surprise as she was grabbed from behind.
    A man not unlike the first laughed in her ear, and she felt a wooden spike press against her back.
    "Move and you're dead." He whispered, quietly.
    "I would kill you before you'd have time to move." She hissed.
    She heard a laugh from across the clearing, and the man who had killed her father had Valerian by the scruff of the neck.
    He was hissing angrily, annoyed at himself for being overpowered.
    "You move girl, and yer friend's as good as dead."
    She hissed angrily, making both men laugh, which only angered her more.
    She stared over to valerian, who mouthed the word "three."
    She nodded slightly, and slowly began to count.
    "What should we do with them, Thomas?" The man holding Willow asked.
    "What we did with the first one." He said, nodding over to Khalad.
    Willow ignored him , counting to two.
    "Well, we can kill the boy now, right, but..." He looked down at Willow, who was looking at the floor, and smiled slightly.
    "We don't have to kill her straight away, do we?"
    Thomas laughed, and Valerian struggled wildly.
    "Don't you touch her!" He screamed.
    Willow glared at him and he fell silent.
    He nodded slightly and she counted to three.
    Willow Grabbed the wooden spike from the man's hand and thrust it through his neck before he had a chance to move, wiping the blood from her face.
    She turned to find Valerian had moved at exactly the same time and knocked the hunter out cold.
    "Run?" Willow asked, quietly.
    "It might be a good idea." He whispered, nodding.
    Willow frowned as she saw a shadow moving in the edge of the clearing behind Valerian.
    "What?" He asked.
    Before Willow had time to tell him to move, a spike had shot through the air and planted itself firmly in his chest.
    "You didn't think it would be that easy, would you?" A third man smiled, slinging a crossbow over his shoulder and smiling at Willow.
    She looked up at Valerian, blood was pouring down his jacket, a small trickle flowing from his mouth.
    "Run." He whispered, pleadingly.
    "Go, Willow- now."
    "I can't leave you." She whispered, beginning to shake.
    "I'm dead, Willow." He said, quietly. "You know as well as I do."
    She shook her head slightly, and he smiled softly, opened his mouth, but fell to the floor before he had time to speak.
    Willow turned and ran.
    She ran until she came to a steep hill, tears streaming down her face, and sat on a rock, putting hr head in her hands.
    "It isn't fair!" She wailed, miserably, in shock.
    "We don't stand a chance against a crossbow!"
    She pulled herself together as she heard running footsteps, and ran up the hill, weaving her way between the trees.
    he stopped as the forest turned into a field and leveled out, there was a drop at the end of the field, she ran to the edge and realised she had ran to the to of a large cliff, nothing but the forest floor below.
    She groaned and turned to find the man with the crossbow emerging from the forest.
    He smiled slightly when he saw her, and walked towards her, the crossbow aimed directly at her.
    She realised there was nothing she could do, and looked over the edge of the cliff, wondering if she could survive the fall.
    The man laughed, and Willow sighed- he'd shoot her before she'd ran two steps.
    "One last little vampire to take care of." He laughed, and Willow shook her head slightly, before taking a step backwards off the edge.
    The hunter cursed foully, angry he didn't get the chance to kill her himself, and Willow gripped tightly onto the face of the cliff, wondering how long she could hang there.
    She heard a noise from above, the man cried out in surprise, and a few seconds later he fell over the edge, dead before he hit the floor.
    She froze when she heard a voice.
    "Need a a hand?"
    She looked up to find a very pale, very weak but smiling Valerian smiling down at her.
    "Valerian! She cried.
    "You're alive!"
    He grinned.
    "of course."
    She smiled and took his hand, when she saw a figure behind him.
    Valerian turned his head to find Thomas standing smiling, another wooden spike at hand.
    "Valerian, let go." Willow whispered.
    "You'll fall." He said.
    "I know but let go." She whispered.
    "No." He said, looking back and forth from Thomas to Willow.
    Willow screamed as Thomas bought the spike crashing down into Valerian's back.
    He screamed in pain but didn't let go.
    "Let go!" She cried.
    "Valerian please let go!"
    "No!" He screamed, as Thomas bought the spike crashing down again, wanting to see whether Valerian would let go or die first.
    "Let go and run!" She cried. "We'd both survive!"
    He shook his head slightly.
    "You wouldn't."
    "Why won't you let go?" She cried, as he screamed from another blow.
    "I love you." He whispered, quietly.
    She froze.
    "I love you and I won't let you fall." He winced, holding onto her tighter.
    "Three." Willow whispered, quietly.
    Valerian laughed slightly.
    "What could we possibly do?"
    "Jump." She whispered.
    He frowned.
    "What?"
    "There's no way you can pull me back up and survive." She whispered, as he screamed from yet another blow, this time to the back of the neck.
    He nodded slightly, and she said.
    "Trust me."
    He stared at her for a few moments, before saying.
    "Three."
    He groaned slightly, but pushed himself over the edge, after a few seconds, they landed on a small ledge.
    He frowned.
    "There was a ledge here all the time and you didn't tell me?"
    "I didn't know until I told you to jump." She hissed.
    "Besides- i can't climb up- there's nothing to hold on to- i need to stand on your shoulders."
    He nodded slightly, and stood up.
    "Be careful." He whispered, wincing in pain as she straightened up on his shoulders.
    She peered over the top of the cliff to find the hunter with his back to her, cursing foully.
    She crawled up onto her elbows, and grabbed his ankles.
    He looked down and she smiled slightly, before throwing him backwards over the edge.
    He hit his head as he fell, knocking him out cold, making him unable to catch himself when he landed on the ledge.
    Willow clambered onto the top of the cliff, and turned, looking down at Valerian.
    "Are you going to help me up?" He asked, raising a hand to her.
    She laughed slightly, and said.
    "What have you ever done for me?"
    A few minutes later, Willow and Valerian were sitting on the edge of the cliff, Valerian bleeding terribly but alright- the first spike had missed his heart, the rest were in his back and his neck.
    "So..." Mina said, looking into the darkness.
    "You want to go to the city now?"




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