Blood haven

In the city of the undead, lived a family full of fictional characters. Everyone gathered at the elongated table with the characters of Twilight Saga at present. The Volturi sat comfortably on their side while the Cullens sat amicably still until their meals became present. Some drank the blood of a human and some drank of an animal, but what they don't realize is that their time has come to an end.

Alice was the first to feel the sudden burn of her hand, her once pearly skin turning to the horrible piece of flesh of a real dead person. While I, however, stood there in the shadows as they tried to run after encountering a vision she saw. Everyone could be seen running away from the table spilling everything onto the ground and filling the floor with acid-like substances. 

Once everything and everyone turned to ashes, everyone was gone until I was the only thing left in the dim hall of the forbidden black mansion. It filled the corners with its enchanting dark red velvet curtains. I walked at ease with a sense of interest and intrigue, I couldn't stop looking at my surroundings it was...riveting. 

I stood in the dark living room with its living Raven of the Nevermore poem by Edgar Allen Poe, just the way he described it. It was oddly fascinating until I was turned to face the awful man from the Wednesday series Joseph Crackstone 2022. He stares at me with his ugly grin with his nails digging into my shoulders I howl in pain without giving him what he wants. 

Even as the way he spoke to me was spooky, "Living is one way to receive death as easily as it goes, remember that, my sweet little bird. So, I welcome you to Bloodhaven Academy."

When he told me that he grabbed my face with his left hand shoving my face to look at the once beautiful painting of the Raven covered in red blood. I knew deep in my soul it would frighten me but it didn't. So I forced myself to look until I was thrown out of that pit into the world of Avatar 2 the way of water where I was protecting Jake Sully from harm. He hid where I told him to, behind the rocks and grey reefs that crashed with the warm clear turquoise water, coming from the ocean. 

I felt someone grab my hand as I turned to look up to Tsireya from the Metkayina clan. I widened my eyes, at the sudden contact as we dived into the water holding our breath with ease I swam for a long time and I forgot how to breathe entirely. 

I was glad, in fact, very happy to be swimming with her as we had a wonderful time. 

Until I woke up with a tear in my eye.

I didn't know what Crackstone wanted from me but what I do know is having answers are best kept secret.