<div class="floatleft"><span class="bbc_u"><em><strong>Gwyn Rhys:</strong></em></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i1211.photobucket.com/albums/cc424/WhitTiger/28062dy.jpg)</div>Rebelling from the other’s of her kind, yet so like them, the erotic master and teacher of the young ones finally decided it was time to leave the elaborate sanctuary of her own kind, living underground for more years than she care to count, to keep their existence a secret and to preserve the bloodlines.  Meaghan walked the wet streets, hooded and cold, like the Autumn weather.  The splashing of her feet in the puddles gave her simple joys, echoing that she really did have an existence and identity outside that of her home for thousands of years.<br/><br/>The darkness surrounded her, as did the old and ignored buildings on this “more dangerous” side of town.  Well at least that is what she had heard.  Never needing sleep, she walked both day and night.  The hunger was building and she had not eaten since she left the enfolding arms of her kind.  The damp smell in the air was everywhere along with the smell of trash as she passed by alleys.<br/><br/>“AAAAAAhhhhhh……..I smell it!”, she thought to herself, as she honed in on the scent and joined with the mind holding the wonderful essence within him.  Always needing fresh, warm, pure blood, finding a chosen one was more difficult on your own but was necessary as her kind needed that to survive and battle the life threatening anemia they had developed from keeping their blood lines pure, marrying and mating with your own brothers, sisters, cousins, what ever you wanted and the counsel thought was a good match.<br/><br/>Like a dream, gently moving now, honing in on the mind and the source of her desires, she found a beautiful nineteen year old boy, pure of heart and body preparing himself for suicide inside the upper levels of one of the old tattered buildings.<br/><br/>“I’ve lost my love and my life!”, he screamed in his mind to himself, with his method of an ensured death beside him, stealing his drug addicted mother’s pills and alcohol.  Laying in bed, the wind gently blew the curtains as a soft voice whispered to him in his mind, “There there my beautiful boy.  There is no need to leave in suffering and in pain.  I can and will make it a dream of peace and love as you leave this realm.”<br/><br/>“Who is that?”, he questioned out loud with no audible response.  “I know your suffering and what you will do.  Let me help you.  Let me make it easy for you.  Your pain will end and you will find the eternal peace you seek.”, Meaghan whispered to him as she thought of her first time back before the Romans came in wave after wave to take over the mortals of her homeland in Ireland.<br/><br/>Sitting up from his bed, a peak of fear crested in his mind as his voice cracked, “Who are you?”.  'I am that which you wish for.  It will be easy and feel beautiful.  There will be no pain, just joy as you pass, as I said."  With that, the door to his room gently opened and a beautiful blond woman gently glided into his room, her hood pulled back, revealing her lithe frame, exotic Victorian style clothes and delicately styled hair.  Her brighter than usual blue eyes looked at him with great compassion as she whispered in his mind, “Relax young one.  I am here to give you all you beg for, as you find ecstasy in my arms.”<br/><br/>Lulled by her voice in life and in his head, he relaxed, as Meaghan reached out to embrace him and hold him.  Melting into her arms, tears of pain released themselves from within him, as she soothed his discontented spirit into a calm and peaceful state.<br/><br/>Rubbing her cheek against his, his hot breath in her ear, his smooth cheek led to his soft sweet lips.  Kissing him gently, the ecstasy began within him of which he had never known.  His passions and sheer joy rose and with no pain entering his mind as she kissed her way down his throat, finding one of his main arteries in his neck.  Gently, feeling like a soft probing in his mind, as it was joined with hers, she broke his skin with her needle like, razor sharp fangs, opening up his artery.  Drinking deeply, she covered his wound with her entire mouth, so not a drop was spilled as his life and mind entered her through his immaculate blood.  Soon the ecstasy turned to mist as his eyes gave way, with the last flicker of life leaving him in happiness.<br/><br/>Laying him gently down and closing his eyes, she covered him up as if he were sleeping, and he was.  The sleep of eternity he would dream forever as Meaghan raised herself gently from the bed and left the building with the cool autumn air.  Full and content, once again, she walked the streets, loving the way her feet sounded as they splashed into the puddles.  Suddenly, several miles ahead of her, Gwen saw a flickering light that caught her attention.  Being faster and stronger than humans, she picked up her pace and was at the location in no time.  Coming from the opening of an alley, she saw an old mirror to be the source of the light.<br/><br/>Before her eyes, she saw beings and worlds of all different kinds all in flux.  Knowing by the look of it and her instincts that this old mirror had somehow become a portal to the their multidimensional world she asked hersef, "Well I want and am ready to really escape and for change.  With that, she put one foot in slowly, as the images were passing so quickly through the mirror and waiting for just the right moment, until she saw a world and beings that drew her curiosity and attentions and then stepped fully into it, smoothly walking through into an entirely different world.  She looked to see if the mirror was still there.  It wasn't, but instead was a flattened and smoothed to a mirror polish quartz rock.  The images continued through that small piece of quartz, among hundreds of others that formed a decorative wall.  She would remember this rock and its exact location.  From here she began to walk forward to discover this new world she was in.