The Kiss of Death

There once lived a man and woman who loved each other so much that not even the rising sun could split these two apart....

"The Kiss of Death"
8/4/2008 – Last known save

The sun is beginning to rise as Vincent stands outside of an old forgotten church in the middle of a cemetery. His long black hair flowing in the wind, as his black trench coat contrasts with his pale skin, Blood red beady eyes staring hard at the oak wood doors, slowly raising his hand to open the those doors, his long red fingernails scraping against the rotted out wood. Pausing for a moment deep in thought, he walks in slowly. Walking past the rows and rows of pews to a huge cross surprisingly still attached to the alter.
Slowly he kneels down to make a short prayer to a god long dead in his mind. Reaching out with both hands he pushes the alter aside with ease to reveal a small secret compartment, laying inside is an old dirty pillow. Climbing in as he turned and laid on his back he slowly reached for the alter to move it back in place pausing for a moment to catch the first glimpse of the sun. Something he hasn’t seen in a vary long time, something he missed so vary much..
Seconds turned to minutes, minutes turned to hours as time flew by Vincent was at rest. As the sun was setting the alter once again moved. Vincent slowly made his way out. His senses were strong but the lack of nutrition was making him weak. Feeling the hunger set in as though it was a constant nagging voice. Slowly he made his way to the doors. Once outside he noticed a small group gathered by an open grave. Smiling to himself as the stench of death filled the air. Slowly taking a seat on a tombstone he watched the mourners.
Looking down for moment to reflect on a thought he noticed a small shinny object in the ground. bending over he picks it up, "A ring" Vincent says to himself as he slowly exams it closer, he realizes how much similar it is to the one his beloved wore.

His beloved a beautiful goddess from the heavens, he remembers all the joyful times they had together only to remember the most painful memory, a memory that still haunts him till this day. One night Vincent and his wife Lilith were walking down the street holding hands and laughing like they always did. Until out of the shadows came a man, a man Vincent will never forget. The man went to rob Vincent as he held the gun, Vincent did not want anything bad to happen went along with it giving him everything, as Lilith was handing over her purse the man shot her, and Vincent watched in disbelief as Lilith fell to the ground dead as the man ran off.
The loss of his beloved has caused Vincent to live forever alone. Snapping out of that thought by the sounds of children playing. He slowly twirled the ring around his little finger as he tried to rid his mind of that horrible day.
looking at the ring once again he noticed some writings carved on the inside of the band. As he read the writings his mouth slowly dropped open as it read "Lilith and Vincent forever". Stunned and surprised by this he slowly stands to his feet looking around. By now its dark and the group had disbanded, Slowly turning around to head for the front gate he hears a slight whispering sound as he slows his pace he begins to make out the whisper as its calling his name.
The whispers lead him far from the church, probably the only part of the cemetery with trees. As he approaches the trees he notices a woman sitting on the ground leaning up against a tombstone. Vincent stops dead in his tracks as he notices that it is her, Lilith. He speaks but stutterers almost unsure of his own eyes "Li...Lilith is that you?" She stands moving towards Vincent as if she were just the wind, holding his head with her hands ever so gently.
Both of them standing speechless. Slowly Vincent moves the hair from her eyes, staring into those beautiful eyes. Her every touch sending goosebumps down his spine, Tears flooding out over his cheeks. Everything he ever wanted everything he ever wished for was right here in front of him. his love standing there as if it were a dream.
Slowly he builds up the courage to ask his love. "How is this possible you, you were dead for ever 30 years now"
She hushed him by moving her index finger over his lips, as he gently kissed her finger she spoke. "I will answer that and anything else later but for now just be here with me". Without hesitation he did just that, both standing there holding each other not saying a word for what seemed like hours, Slowly she steps back looking into Vincent's red eyes that are now watery from his tears of joy. Slowly she leans forward kissing him long and deep. Vincent enjoying every second of it, missing it that much more

Then out of no where he feels a sharp pain in his chest. breaking free from her kiss he looks down seeing blood over his black shirt. Falling to his knees in pain and confusion, just realizing what was happening. The pain becoming almost unbearable. Placing his hand on his chest to feel the end of wooden stake. Knowing his senses were clouded by his over whelming emotions for his love. It was not the corpse in the casket that filled the air with death but his love. Lilith wreaked of it as the smell was getting stronger.. Knowing he only has but seconds to live he looks up at her. His eyes showing fear and pain all balled into one. Of all the things he thought he would have never expected this. His one and only love betraying him stabbing him in the back so to say. all the years of painful memories could not compare to this. Everything he believed in was being taken away from him at this moment..
What could he have done to deserve this? His life now being ended by one kiss. Falling down to the ground looking up at Lilith only one word escaped his lips "Why?" Lilith looking down at Vincent her eye's cold as ice staring into his, her voice as gentle as snow "I was offered a chance to live again but in order to, I had to kill you and now that, that's done I'm immortal".
Vincent closed his eyes in disgust he knew it was over, never again shall he see the moon or yearn to see the sun once more, betrayed by the one he loved over immortality. Lilith turned and disappeared off into the night leaving Vincent to his despair. Grabbing the ring tight in his hand, Vincent's only comfort now was death, there is no peace in his mind and no more second chance for salvation. Slowly he whispers the words "I loved you more then anything, why? why? My life was yours to have, my heart was yours to hold, my love was all I hand". Hoping the winds would carry the message to her, the pain too much now as Vincent slowly dies. Laying there all alone once again.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was my very first Fantasy short story written. The spelling on it was horrible, but hopefully I did a better job at cleaning it up some....

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Elfy's picture

Beautifull yet sad. Very

Beautifull yet sad. Very had me on the tips of my toes, waiting to see what was going to happen didn't expect it to end the way it did, but I think, that made it even better! Lol awsome job!


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:) I am glad you enjoyed it,

:) I am glad you enjoyed it, and I think you'd really enjoy my other fictional/fantasy story "The Legacy of Sky" not sure if you had the chance to read that one yet or not.

"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne

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wow.. half way i thought it was gonna be one of those cliche endings but surprisingly enough i loved the ending :) amazing imagination ...

im just a teenager but ive been writing poetry since i started primary school , so its more of a talent than a subject to me. Other than that i love art and sport! My last year in school and hoping to travel to Japan because i always dreamt to :3 ( hopef

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Thank you, and yes theres a

Thank you, and yes theres a secret about that haha a little more than a quarter of the way into that story I realized that it was going to have a more cliche ending than I wanted, so I decided to spice it up a bit and turn it from a love story, to a tragic love story :) turned out better in my opinion then the original ending was going to be.

"I am my own sort of strange, a supernova of madness and brillance. Forced to share the same space and time. Sane enough to not be seen, yet not crazy enough to be heard." -- Matthew Wayne