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Memorys Of A Cursed Soul. Started by: Eric_Northman on Aug 19, '11 05:03

Eric Finish Off his Dinner At his Desk.. Leans back in his chair, Dettrach his Fangs Looks at his Watch with a Smirk on his face, Slowly Gets Up..Puts on his Black Leather Jacket , Wipes the remaining Blood From his Mouth, Paying the Blood Doner Before exiting his Office into the Bar, Before Walking Slowly out the bar he use telephone..Exits the Bar, Walks Over to his car.. as he begin to open the car door, he stops dead in his foot steps and looks down with a smile like just remembering something long forgotten.. Eric take two step back away from the car, cracks his neck.. Looks up into the Big blue dark night ,and glaces at the brilight stars for a while, Drifts off to his memorys as a child, playing along the ocean and sand with his mother... open his eyes and he gets a slight feeling of regret in the pit of his soul as he realize this is the only beauty he has to apperciate from nature now, as he been doing for a thousand years, noticing there is some human still in him within a quick second eric Leps flying off into the darks Skys

Lands in the Middle Of Chicago, Walks a Couple of feet to a Casino, Ignoring the Stuned and Scared faces around him, Walks in the Casino Greet Some people.. Walks threw the Floor of poker tables and machines ,with a dull look on his.. Goes in to his Manager Office.. takes a Seat ,leans back kicks his feet up as if he's waiting on someone.. Drifting off into his memorys again into a Dimmy looking Place, Candle Lit, Stone Walls every Where. coming from the Rest room, but Fixing his pants Laughing as he and a lady friend walks out.. into the Dinner Hall His Lady friend Fixing her self up also, Eric takes a Seat at a Tall Wooden chair.. Eric Smiles at his mother and father.. father Opens his mouth and begin to Lectrul about Eric Habits..

Eric Smirks.. and ignores every thing fathers say. Father Says Eric is going to be King one day so he should Start Acting like it ,Grow up and mate with a female of his parents choosing..The Big Wooden Doors Blusts Open.. Wolfs Run in ,Eric Hops up from his Chair.. Doing So Eric Wakes Up Back in his office at the Family Owned Casino.. Paces his Thoughts Wondering how did he Go from Viking Price, to Vampire to Gangster.. Looks At the Glass Cabnet in front of his Desk, And Amire His Dads Crown. Wishing he should of listen to his dad... Takes a Look at his Watch ,Noticing he has Been waiting For Over a Hour Now.. Eric Gets up.. Exit the Casino.. Takes a Car this time.. Eric just start Driving. and Drifts Back into a War. rememering being Hurt,Bad and bleeding..but carried by his Two friends..

They Takes a rest. eric Tells them to go on with out them but they say no, all of the time u saved our ass, we Owe u this..They begin to speak of old times.. Beer, Food, Women. Eric Speaks and Say Where i am, There Will Always Be Women.. They all Laugh and Begin to keep traveling.. Later that Night. his two friends Keep Gaurd as eric is Resting.. even tho its threw of them, they is the last remain of the viking Army until help Comes.. Eric still Very Hurt, Glaces Up as he See with in a Blink of a Eye his Two friend Blood, and them laying dead on the Cold Earth..a Shadowy Figer Appears in Front Of Eric.. Thinking its Death.. Five Minutes Later Eric Is Bitten and Reborn again.

Eric Awakes from His Memorys again and head toward the Cemetary, arriving there eric Walks To With a Single Rose in his hands, Walks Farer Until he Reaches Four Head Stone.. The Head Stones of his two Best friends and parents, Remaining quite, Glacing at the Head stones ,.. A single Tear Of Blood Drips From his eye, Wanting to Be reuited with his loved ones, feeling as a Cursed Wondering Empty Soul on this Cold Earth .Eric Says With a Cold Deep Voice.

A thousand years Passed, I am Here with out without You guys, I been on this Earth Alone... Now A Eternity to Go..

Places the rose in the Middle of the Four Head Stones, And Remembering His Maker Too, it begans Raining Eric Stands There.. ..

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