Lost: Rose

Atwood Forest is untouched by the human world surrounding it. All they know is whoever enters, never returns...

Inside Atwood Forest there are one type of prey and one type of predator. The Vampire Hunter's are a race of magically blessed men and women who hunt and kill those who stray from the vampire fortress in the west of the forest. It is known that occasionally humans venture in the forest but not once has a Hunter ever been able to successfully save a human without losing their life.

A young girl is one day found on the boarder line of the Hunter and Vampire territory. She is without food, clothes, and shelter. When she is picked up by a group of Hunter's she is given the name Rose, due to a cryptic tattoo of roses embedding the skin of her back. She is without memory of who she is and where she'd come from. Trapped in a forest where a century-long war still rages on, she struggles to find the truth behind her existence in a world where everything is not as it seems...

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1. Prologue

HEATH

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The sudden sound of a single scream fills the air... I look up to see the moon appear beneath the cloudless night. The sudden rustling of leaves as the cold wind whispers by sends a small shiver up my back as I stay on alert, my senses fully able to predict any sudden shifting movement in the forest that hides 'their' kind. Another scream comes from close behind me and I don't move knowing it is my partner who falls to the ground. I dare not to close my eyes even as her head hits the ground with a silent thump the ground beneath her beginning to pool with blood as I step away, cautiously, silently...

I'm suddenly thrown through the air and a growl escapes my lips as I draw a stake from my hidden sheath my eyes seeing blackness even as I stab the monster in it's heart. My back hits the tree and a silent grunt of pain escapes my lips as my vision returns to see the red, soul-less eyes of my prey widen before we plummet, simultaneously towards the ground. The thud of the body does not suffice my need for revenge as I pick myself up immediately.

 

I turn to see the lifeless body of Bethany lie on the cold, bare ground of the midnight forest. A horn sounds in the distance and the sudden rustling before the death-like silence settles, I barely glance back over where the monster's body had laid shriveled without a single second of immorality left for life. It's enough to let me know It's safe for me to allow my grief to take over me momentarily as I walk over to my partners side, but I don't let it. I kneel slowly and painfully. Pushing down the urges to cry out in pain or grief, my hand shakes as I push back a wave of her sandy-blonde hair to see her frozen, startled eyes. They neither blink nor move the blackness of her eyes taking it's final golden hue as I begin to shut them slowly before it passes as I now know had also her soul. I look at her face, the shock and grief settling in though I don't give in to neither weak emotions. I neither cry nor sob, my remote-like state one I still seem to attain even at this sudden moment of great loss.

 

The blood pooling around her neck slows down from the torn, open wound of her neck soaking her blouse and beginning to soak mine as I pick up the fragile carcass throwing it over my shoulder with the utmost ease, before quickly wielding a stake before taking off into the dense forest. Hearing the sudden snap of a twig I push myself into a flight-like run, faster than any human being, faster than any monster, faster than my poor, beloved Bethany... However it lasts only momentarily, because I gradually let my pace down back down as I pass the barrier to see the faces of other Hunters returning also bloodied up, some with their partners, others alone... A sobbing sound emerges from one of the girls as she throws herself into the empathizing embrace of one of the elders who silently comforts her his eyes bearing into mine as I walk past giving him a silent nod of respect.

 

Before the entrance of the Hunters formation building I meet the happy and then horrified eyes of her parents, passing the body I can no longer care for, to her father I tear myself away from the couple as they collapse overcome with grief for their loss... Entering the sanction of the main hall I head down the long hall to my chamber and entering it tirelessly shut the door behind me, before falling onto the formless shape of my bed. I lie on my back, my eyes staring up at the ceiling, the light of the moon shining through the window as I close my eyes, praying for God to let me lose myself once more to the mercy of the night.

 

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