Hey guys!

So this is the promo to my multichaptered fic. This is the first long story I'm trying to write, so have patience with me. Read the promo and tell me what you think about it.

Enjoy!

It was a calm night.

He stood on the railing of a building, a hospital if he remembered correctly, watching the nightlife.

It was the ideal night. People were strolling down the roads, filling the town, so full of life, of laughter, of joy. He didn't feel joy. Not anymore. He hadn't been for a long time.

He simply stood there.

Watching.

Deciding who his prey would be that night.

It was a calm night.

She was walking down the corridors, checking if everything was alright.

It was the ideal night. No emergencies so far, no problems for the patients already checked-in. And as people were strolling down the road, filled with joy, she wondered if she'd ever be able to feel as carefree as they seemed to be.

But she didn't have time to wonder.

She had one more floor to check.

And the roof too.

He simply stood there.

Her heart fluttered.

Why was he standing there?

Had he escaped the psychiatric department?

Was he trying to kill himself?

She couldn't help but move forward, curious about that dark individual; strangely feeling he was in need, and unable to turn away from someone she could help.

She set her chart aside and moved a few steps nearer to the boy… no, man. She could guess he had a strong figure, by looking at the shoulders covered by a long dark coat, his hair was as black as the night sky in the countryside – here there were too many artificial lights – and he was looking down, to the ground far away, or to the people. She couldn't really tell from behind.

He was standing precariously on the railing.

With a calm voice – that surprised even her – she said "You know, death isn't the answer to unhappiness."

He felt her coming.

He had felt her already when she had yet to start climbing the stairs to the roof. He could feel her blood.

He could flee. He knew it would take a minute, a second, to disappear and find a prey somewhere else.

But it was that time of the year. And he was tired. Tired of running, of hiding, of pretending.

Of being alone.

He couldn't fool himself anymore: he was alone. But most importantly: he hated it.

As much as he was a loner, a silent and reserved person, he hated the loneliness.

She opened the door, and he felt her heart flutter as she saw him.

In fear? Most probably.

He was too tired to turn around, so he disregarded the girl completely, keeping on watching the night. He didn't even consider her as a meal.

Now she was coming closer. Would he have to put her to sleep? Erase her memory?

He was tired. But even with how tired of this 'life' he was, her next words struck him.

"You know, death isn't the answer to unhappiness."

So? What do you think?

The first chapter will be posted in a few days at most, seeing as it is finished, it just needs checking.

As far as the other chapters are concerned, I don't know what to tell you, I'll try to at least post monthly, but I can't promise anything, for some it may take only a week, for others more than a month. remember this is the first time I'm giving this a go.

I hope you'll follow me and support me through this journey :)

For now review on this prologue :)

Xoxo -debs