PLEASE NOTE: I will be using terms from vampire shows such as the ability to “Compel” people from TVD. Vampires have hypnosis abilities, just feel compel is the best word to call it.




Raining heavy, being thrown at the earth. It was cold but Matt needed to get home as fast as he could, driving over the limit before the storm fully hit him. He slammed his foot down but the road was becoming less visible as he got closer to home. The car sliding about on the dirt road, he tried to hit the brakes but once he did the car slid even more. The back of his SUV slid to the right towards a ditch in the road, he lost control of the car. As the car slid into the ditch he knew this would end badly and most likely result in his death. He was right, the emergency services would not reach him in time.

He felt like he was too young to die, at the age of eighteen… this was his last year in high school, he didn’t want it to end here, being found dead in a “shitty SUV” as he would call it. His life didn’t flash his eyes as most people think it would, but he just thought about his Aunt and his Uncle and how happy they were when they realised he survived the car crash ten years ago. You see, Matts parents were in a car crash when he was eight years old. He watched his parents die, slowly and painfully from their injuries. Luckily it didn’t scar him or leave any mental impact, not that he didn’t love them, he had his Aunt Katie and his Uncle James to help him through the loss.

As he came back to reality and realised this may be death catching up to him after ten years, his vision slowly blacking out, he could feel his body about to give up trying to fight it. The pain was excruciating and the thought of the emotional pain his family will feel almost made him want to die and forget all about it, what happens on the other side? What happens when he dies, will he go to heaven, or hell. Nobody knows, but he was soon going to find out. The suddenly as he closed his eyes and bright flash of white started to approach him and his breathing got heavier and his heart started to pound through his chest. This was it, this was the end for him. He closed his eyes and awaited death.

He then opened his eyes and found himself staring at his bedroom wall, his heart still pounding, and his was drenched in sweat. A sigh of relief left him as he realised it was just a simple nightmare, but he didn’t feel the same… the loss of his parents began to hit him again. The emotional pain came flooding back to him. He got a hold of himself and sat up and staring at the wall. He wondered what the hell actually just happened, making him wonder if he had this dream for a reason.

He got up, got some clothes on and headed downstairs to the smell of bacon and eggs. His Aunt cooking breakfast as usual and his Uncle reading the paper, “That doesn’t seem good…” he said as he nodded to his Uncle’s paper. James turned his paper to look at the front page, it read “3 Girls MURDERED out by Chalk Riverside Park!” his Uncle looking at the title with pain. “It’s a shame this is happening in a town like this” his Aunt uttered. You see the thing about this town is that the crime rate is so low, almost no crime in fact. Which was surprising because there is a lot of gang violence just outside of it.

“We’re investigating it; not much else I can give you I’m afraid…” his Uncle responds. You see, Uncle James was not simply Uncle James, he was also Sheriff James Guildsworth of the stunning little town named Louville, Louisiana. The town was about twenty-five minutes away from New Orleans, which made it a very popular place to live but didn’t suffer from any crime. His Uncle being the Sheriff didn’t keep him from his rebellious side of being a typical teenager. From the age of fifteen to around seventeen Matt wasn’t over the death of his parents and found comfort in drug use and alcohol, but as he reached eighteen he got sick of waking up with a headache from the devil himself.

Matt finished up his breakfast and headed back upstairs to take a shower, get dressed and head off to school. As he headed out the door he grabbed his jacket and the keys for his truck, he heard a truck pull up the road. He opened the door even further to see a moving truck for the house two doors over. He glanced over to see a family moving boxes into the front door, he also noticed a young girl among them. She looked as if she was around seventeen or eighteen so she must be new girl next door. She was around 5ft 5 or maybe 6, bright red hair and her face was the most beautiful face he had ever seen. His heart skipped a beat and a smile came across his face, one of which he could not control.

Her sight landed on him as she was glancing around the neighbourhood. She smiled as their eyes locked onto one another, he smiled back and headed to his truck shutting the door behind him. As he opened the door to his truck he took another look at the new neighbours, he saw a fairly large muscular man staring at him, as if he was ready to kill him. “Maybe it’s her brother, or Dad… fuck it, who knows” he thought to himself.

Once he arrived at school he did his usual routine and head to the school’s gym. He met up with his best friend Will and they both headed to the weights and proceeded to do their daily workout. Matt was a fairly large guy, standing at 5ft 11 and is a very muscular person, he is captain of the football team for his school, he wasn’t massively into football but he wanted to impress his Dad by getting into it and kept a promise that we would always play throughout high school, he kept that promise after they had died.

As he lifted his weights all he could focus on was the girl that he had seen moving in earlier, he tried to focus on what he was doing but he was being extremely unsuccessful. He decided to give up for five minutes and decided to chill out for a minute to catch a breath. “You okay man?” Will muttered with a look of confusion on his face. Matt nodded his head and just explained the dream he had last night about the car crash, as his best friend Will is always there to listen to him about his problems and they’ve been best friends since they were little children, both families are friends and have been for a very long time.

Will and Matt’s families have lived in this town for many generations, Matts parents had owned a branch of sports equipment stores and Wills Dad was their accountant. Their parents were also friends since children, it seemed to be a never ending cycle, not a bad cycle, but a cycle nonetheless.