A small kid stands on the roof of a large mansion in the middle of the forest, while his brother stands below. The sky starts to darken as the small child's longish brown hair flies around in the wind, nearly knocking him down from his high perch.

"Ty! Get down before you fall down! And if you fall I'm just gonna laugh and say 'I told you so'!" The older boy on the ground called as his shorter brown hair is also flying around in the high speed wind, almost strong enough to pull him away as well. After a few more minutes the kid climbs down from the roof as the clouds above them seem to glow purple. "That's not normal lightning... We be-" Before he could even get the rest of his sentence out, a streak of purple lightning comes down from the sky, hitting his shoulder.

Ty, the younger of the two, jumps at the loud boom of the thunder before realizing that his brother was struck, he drags his brother inside. With some help he got his brother to their room and into bed, at this point the older of the two has a large, purplish black burn where he was struck and a high fever. Moments after a masked man helped to get Tyler's brother in bed, a tall man similar to the Slenderman entered the room, his normal grin disappearing almost instantly.

"Offender... somethings wrong with Kevin... and he isn't just sick... not like any fever I've ever seen..." The masked man says to the man who just entered the room.

"Yes Tim, that's quite obvious!" Offender yelled out, surprising himself with his raised voice. "Why am I so worked up? This kid hates me! I hate him too..." He automatically turned to leave before he heard a thud behind him when Tyler suddenly collapsed. "Ty?" Tyler seems to have a similar burn to that of his brother on his hand, but unlike Kevin, Tyler doesn't seem to be running a fever. After a few minutes of thinking, the masked guy figures it out, that they can't touch the burn or you end up with it as well, not understanding how that works. They get Tyler onto the bed as well, next to Kevin, and they both leave the room. It's not long before something strange starts to happen...

About two hours later, Tim, AKA Masky, returns to check up on the two of them and find Tyler isn't in bed and hears their shower running.

~~End Of Chapter~~

Across the room from where I sit, bound to a pole and shirtless, a TV flickers to life as a man descended the rotting stairs. The man stands in front of me listening to the News on the TV while it talks about the recent string of murders, talking to the families and helping them through the grief of losing sons and daughters. I struggle in my bonds, trying to get my hands free, meanwhile biting my tongue to keep myself from speaking and making my capture angry and make him chose to stab my shoulder again, especially since his favorite knife is so close. As the man turns the TV back off I hear a muffled cry of whom I can only assume is the next 'toy' for the man to mentally torture me with. I accidentally, hardly audible and hoarse my voice is, blurt out one word as the man walks in the direction of the curtain to my side, "Wait." All he does is glance at me and continue to pull back the curtain to reveal a young woman, just waking up to find herself tied up in this cellar.

"What do you mean, 'wait'? This would be the first time you told me to 'wait'. Why is that?" The masked man says as he picks up his knife from the table next to the girl. "Maybe you know her? That'd make things interesting." The man chimes as he then looks at me, grabbing me by the hair, and lifting me almost to my feet, before dropping me back to the cold, concrete floor, and I'm not very short making the fall seem pretty high if you're stuck sitting for as long as I have. I just shake my head, telling the man that I don't know her. The man then takes his knife to the girl and starts the 'show' all over, at this point all I can do is close my eyes and block out the sound of the girl's muffled screaming as the man tortures her, I'm not proud to admit it, but at this point I'm very good at blocking it out. Moments later I feel a chill run down my spine as a wet hand is placed on my shoulder. Startled, I jump and open my eyes, only to be face to face with my masked tormentor, only inches apart.

"Hey Kevin, do you remember your whole class, back in middle school?" The man asks, I nod in reply, that being all I could do. "There was a kid, bullied by everyone, how about him?"

"Barely, but yes." My hoarse voice says as I shift off of my scraped up knees and out of his grip.

"That's good to know, anyway I have to go now. Don't worry, I have a gift for you later." The man says as he gets to his feet and heads up the stairs. What feels like hours go by where I just sit there, letting myself cry, but sometime during that I let myself look over at the girl, she's just sitting there, unable to move and bleeding, bleeding badly. Not long after I looked over at the girl for the last time, the man returns with food and a box. No matter how empty my stomach was, I couldn't bring myself to eat, even when the man force feeds me. "You can't starve yourself, not anymore, I won't let you." The man didn't sound like his normal chipper-self, but more depressed, I guess that's how I would put it. Anyway, after he finally got me to eat something, he opened the box, pulling out a muzzle type mask thing, I don't know what people call them anymore. You probably know what he did with it though, when he put it on me, he pulled it so tight it hurt, feeling like he was trying to crush my skull.

After another month of the same routine: The man comes downstairs in the morning turning on the TV, removing my mask and making sure I eat, checking to see if the other person is dead or not, if they are replacing them with someone else and disposing the body, making sure the mask is back on me before leaving again, returning later in the day with food again making sure I eat, then starts the 'show', and the occasional poke and prod at me with his knife. This routine has become so natural now that I don't even need to hear his footsteps upstairs to know when he's back, but not today, he broke his own routine. It wasn't him who came down the stairs this afternoon, but some other man in a different mask. This man talked to me more like I was a human, that was, when he did talk, and didn't force feed me to the point I nearly puke. Right before this man left, he threw a blanket over me because he saw how cold is was for me to be without a shirt in the middle of december in a building with no heating in the basement, or at all.

The next day when the man came downstairs, it was the both of them. My head hung low, the not so nice man came over and pulled my hair to make me face him while he removed the mask to feed me, as well as pull the blanket off of me and throw it in the back of the room. The pain from the top of my head is so bad at this point a tear roll down my cheek, then mixed with blood from my scalp as it too rolled down my face.

"Kevan, how many months have you been here?"

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Hi Guys! So, I'm a newbie to YouTube. I know, I'm not gonna be the most popular of people, but I wanna be able to make a really strong community with those who do come with me on the journey!
Now, I am someone who struggles with people, I hope to get to know you all, but I am very socially awkward, so please, don't point it out... The reason I went to YouTube was because gaming, drawing, reading, and doing voices are thing I enjoy, they bring color and meaning to the void that is the world.
The other reason is depression, I want to help those who are going through it, like I am. Depression is no laughing/joking matter, neither is bullying. Bullying is what caused my depression, and it was so bad that I attempted suicide on more than one occasion, and it those around me who kept my head above the water. I want to be that person that keeps others above water, and help them through the hard times they may be going through. And I want others to do the same, that all I want. Thats the reason for my YouTube channel, putting smiles on others faces is the goal, and doing what I enjoy is just a side effect of all I wanna achieve!

The next day as Sora made her rounds about her manor, she found someone had followed her home. As she drew closer to the figure that stood in the shadows of her garden. The man threw a punch, sending her to the ground. When she tried to get up, the man stepped on her head, immobilizing her. This is when she figured out who attacked her. It was Joseph.

Joseph: It's a nice house, I'll give you that. But a young girl like yourself living in such a home alone. No wonder you let Harold stay here.

Sora: Joseph, I said I would not kill you. So get off of me.

Joseph: Isn't a hunter allowing a vampire to live a disgrace though?

Sora: Be it as it may, I'm one to keep their word. Especially to their pupils. If it wasn't for Harold, I would have killed you last night.

Joseph: As I am one to keep my word as well. I said I would tell you why I killed our family next time we met, did I not?

Sora: You did, but I'm not the one you need to tell. Harold is.

Joseph: It would be better if I'm not the one to tell him, or he would never believe me.

Sora: I can understand why. Just get your foot off of my head already!

Joseph: Fine. *He helps her to her feet, then grabs her by the throat pinning her to the wall.* though I do need insurance to you saying you won't kill me first.

As he says that his eyes glow red and fangs form in the front of his mouth. Moments later Sora feels a sharp pain in her neck and blacks out from the feeling of weakness it gives her. When she wakes up, she's on the ground next to Joseph. As she tries to sit up he advises her not to. But she finds she can't move very much anyway.

Sora: What did you do to me?

Joseph: I got my, 'insurance' about you not killing me, that's all. *He grins yet again, but then looks to the sky as the red finishes diminishing from his eyes.* You asked why I killed my family, yet I spared Harold, am I correct?

All Sora could manage due to the pain and dizziness is a mere nod. But as she looks around, she finds they are not in her garden anymore. And before she could ask where they were, Joseph stands up holding the tree to help him find balance on the small hill.

Joseph: I thought here would be less likely to be found by your hunter friends. If they were to find me and you together, we'd both be dead. We're just outside of town, so you know where to find me if you ever need to find me.

Sora: Why would I ever need to find you?! Of all people?!

Joseph: Calm down before you blackout again. *He puts his hand on Sora's head and smiles a little*

Sora: What are you do-

Joseph puts a hand over her mouth as he looks in the direction of the town. As he narrows his eyes he finds two skilled hunters coming their way.

Joseph: Hunters are coming.

Sora: *Pushes his hand from her mouth* What? They never leave town unless hired to help in other towns or cities.

Joseph: I know, I've been here for long enough to figure that out.

Joseph grabs Sora's arm, pulling her to her feet, then picking her up and running to a small cave like area on the side opposite the walkway. He motions to stay quiet till they pass by. Minutes pass, when they are both sure that the hunter's are gone they crawl out of the cave, and make their way to the top of the hill once again.

Joseph: As I was getting ready to say, I killed our family for a reason. Our family would beat us because we never had the interest of joining the hunter's. And so one day, during my daily beating Harold walked in, and had a table thrown at him. And that's what made up my mind. A few days later i was jumped in an alley, and bitten by a vampire, deep enough that when they were run off that I turned. When i returned home, i found Harold stuck in bed by how bad he was beat. The next morning i found my blood thirst, so to fix it, I killed the family Harold and I despised, hardly able to hold myself back from killing him. But the reason I didn't kill him was, after I would get beat, he would help me to heal my wounds. I even took his beating to keep him alive. If he was to get beat in his state, he would have died. Before I killed the family, he was a weak, sick boy. Do you get it?

Sora: So you killed them all for his sake?

Joseph: Yes...

A few days after Sora started training Harold, she left him in the manor while she went out to hunt, only to run into Harold's older brother.

Harold's Brother: So, who are you?

Sora: Your brother's teacher. He doesn't quite know how to feel about you because you spared him.

Harold's Brother: Oh, I see. You took him in after I killed our family. I'm glad to see him happy again though.

Sora: If you feel bad for him, you should have taken care of him. And not have killed your family. Who even are you to judge people?!

Harold's Brother: Me, you ask? My name is Joseph. The only reason I'm not killing you right now is because Harold finally seems happy again.

Sora: The only thing that keeps him going right now is his hatred of you.

Joseph: Next time we meet I might tell you why I did what I did.

Joseph turns to walk down an alley when Sora fires a warning shot.

Sora: You're not going anywhere, not till you at least tell Harold why.

Joseph: Like you can stop me. *He starts to grin and his eyes glow a deeper red.*

Sora: I don't want to kill you, Harold deserves that much. You should at least tell him what happened to you. I remember you from school years before you turned into the vampire you are.

Joseph: Oh? That's just as well, but I could never face him in this state. *The grin diminishes as he walks away.*

Sora: You will have to face him at some point. *She lowers her crossbow and hooks it to the loop on her belt.*

Sora and Joseph go their separate ways, or so she thought...

Sora: You have a long way to go if I have you on the defencive this quick.

Harold: Watch it! Don't try to kill me! *he stumbles backward almost falling over*

Sora: If you don't practice you won't get better! Don't you want to kill your brother?! HE KILLED YOUR WHOLE FAMILY!!!

Harold: I know, but...

Sora: No ifs, ands, or buts about it! You are the one who told me you want revenge. Your brother turned into a vampire and now he kills people! MAKE UP YOUR MIND ALREADY!!!

Harold: He still cares about me, or I'd be dead right now, how could I kill the man who spared my life?

Sora: "Take one life and save another." A great man said that to me once, though I think me might have quoted someone else. Just think about that over night.

Harold: Overnight?

Sora: Yes, I can't do anything until you are ready to take the responsibility to cut him down. You can stay here if you wish. *Puts her sword in her sheath and points to a room right down the hall.* You can stay in that room.

Sora then starts to walk away while the whole time watching Harold's expression of deep thought. Moments later he picked up his bag from the other end of the room they fought in and makes his way to the door Sora pointed out to him. When sora made her way to the top of the stairs she yells back.

Sora: We will begin again in the morning, if you're ready for it!

EVERYONE WHO FOLLOWS ME!!

I'm happy to say that as a YouTuber, I'm starting to do well. Many people I know said I wouldn't be able to do much with my life, and most my life I believed them. Now I'm proving them wrong, just wanting to rub it in their faces that they are the ones who wont do much in life. When someone says you wont amount to much, you go prove them wrong, it's just the way life should be. ^.^ Just... Remember that!