Bleeding Hearts: A Tokio Hotel fanfiction.

[writeratheart412]

Okay, second fanfic up! Note: It does not start with a Ch. 1, it starts with a prologue. Fell free to correct me if I get the year wrong, here. :)


Prologue: Threatened


May 14, 1775


I have just received a message from the enemy. They demand the surrender of our troops in return for the child they hold captive. We have been warned. They know that the child is the one to ensure victory to whomever it pleases; we only hope that he will manage to escape. I am the only one who truly knows the boy; well, me, and the general of the werewolves. We have agreed not to mention his name to anyone during this time of the Revolution, which is in full swing. The Britons have assured a safe passage into the enemy’s camp, so that we may rescue the child. Lord knows how frightened he may be there! We are hoping to ambush them in a few weeks’ time. Hopefully, the boy won’t be killed in the fight. I pray for the boy’s safety, and our victory. Hopefully, we will have him out of the enemy’s hands on that day. Hopefully, he will still be alive. Stay safe, Benjamin Wolf.

General Peter Bowne

Yes, this is another vampire fanfic. Please, leave comments!

[Unknown598]

oOoOoOo

o.O old timey, nice

:D sounds like it'll be good ^_^

[writeratheart412]

Like I said, it's another vampire thingy. If you want to have a character in it, I'll give you the template. :)

[TH_luv]

oooh,nice ff!

Name:Lena Waltz
Race (Human, vampire, angel, werewolf) :vampire
Age:217(by appearence is 17)
Abilities (to all races except humans) :speed and the power to control the weather
History:Lena is a girl who loves adventure.She was turned into a vampire at age 17,so her appearence is very young,but was turned into a vampire around 200 years ago.She's moved around over the years,and has never really found a place to call home,and usually works alone.She's very inependant,but can enjoy company at times.She's a person who can't ever really trust someone because remembers the tragedies of what went on when she was a human life of being betrayed by her mother who'd always yelled at her and told her she'd make such a 'poor wife' or that her mother regretted having her.Lena's life is full of hidden misery that she'd kept hidden inside from the passed years.Lena has never fallen in love,and wishes to believe in it,but so far has no proof that such a thing exsists.Lena is also quite vain,she takes the time to look at herself in the mirror every time she see's herself.
Appearance:Lena likes the dark colors.Her nails painted black,her make-up always dark around the eyes.Her hair is shoulder length burnette with pink,purple,and red streaks running through it.She has an hour glass shaped figure.She dresses herself mostly in skinny jeans and a black shirt,and if it's a skirt she'll wear it plad with either red and black with chains running around it,or any other dark colors like that.Her skin color is a light shade of brown.

is that good? I could give you more info if you need any.

[writeratheart412]

No, that's fine! Thanks so much! I'll have the first chapter up in no time! Well, I'll try. :)

[TH_luv]

No, that's fine! Thanks so much! I'll have the first chapter up in no time! Well, I'll try. :)
yay!Okee :D

[writeratheart412]

Woohoo!!!!

Chapter One: Birthday


I lifted my head painfully, coming face-to-face with a pale, burly man in his mid-thirties. He had dark brown hair and a scruffy beard. His kind blue eyes were filled with concern. I smiled as he helped me up. “Not in any trouble, lately, are you, Sarah?” His warm, Texan accent was all too familiar to me after sixteen years of the same nightly routine. “No, I’m fine, Jim. Thanks for checking on me, though.” Jim smiled, leading me to his house up a small hill. “So, what’s the trouble this time?” he asked as we trudged up the steep hill. The smell of bacon and eggs greeted me as we got closer and closer. He took me inside, shutting and locking the door behind him. We took our seats, and he poured me some coffee. I drank it gratefully, and, when no one was around, answered his question. “It’s the Werewolves again. They’re on our side, but they keep causing more trouble than needed, like taking innocent people – innocent vampires, even – and killing them in secret. They’re wearing our numbers down, Jim.”
Jim leaned back in his chair, deep in thought. He was the only one I could trust in this war-torn world, the only ally I had in a world of several. I sighed. Being the Chosen One and all that, I didn’t have many allies that I knew of. Any allies of mine would be Vampires. Luckily, Jim, too, was an Angel, like me. “We’ll have to contact General Bowne and have him place reinforcements at the southern border. Let’s just hope Benjamin will be safe soon enough.” I nodded, just as another familiar voice entered my thoughts.
“Come on, Sarah. It’s time to get up." I cast Jim a pleading look, who nodded, grimacing. “Well, I was lucky to have you long enough. Come back soon, Sarah. We need you for this situation; we’re desperate.” I nodded, waving my hand in farewell. The peaceful scene of the man’s house disappeared as I woke up from my wishful dream. I opened my eyes to find Jessamine smiling down on me. “Happy birthday, Sarah. You’re favorite breakfast is downstairs, in the kitchen.”
“Thanks, Mom! Oooh, I can already smell the bacon!” I began my descent down the stairs, and when I got there, I found bacon, eggs, and a tall glass of milk at my place on the table. A small pile of presents sat at the middle of the table. I sat down, digging into my breakfast without stopping. My mother came into the kitchen, laughing quietly with my stepfather, who froze when he saw me. His face was set into a scowl. Getting a stern look from my mom, he sat reluctantly across the table from me with his breakfast. My mom sat beside me, silent. I guess she was waiting for him to speak to me.
“So, sixteen, huh.” I looked at the man who had hated me to the very core ever since my birth, and nodded. I glanced from my mother to my stepfather, noticing a stony silence. “So,” I said, clearing my throat. “I get my license today. I’ll finally be able to drive.” My mom smiled, and my step-dad made somewhat of an attempt. I could see how much he really could care less. His attitude toward me hadn’t changed for sixteen whole years.
My mom cleared her throat. “So, Sarah…we’ll split your gifts half and half. There’s four here.” I nodded, taking this as my cue to get my first parcel. I chose a square one, from my mother and . . . my father? That was odd. When my mom saw the package I had chosen, she smiled encouragingly, signaling for me to open it. Wondering why my mom was acting so mysterious, I followed her command.
Inside was a small, black diary. Its pages were yellowed with age, and the pages were blank. Inside were two names. One was mine, Sarah Brown. The other was a Mr. Benjamin Wolf.

[TH_luv]

oh snaps!Benjamin Wolf?!Benjamin?!...who's Benjamin?lolz mehr,bitte? this is very interesting :D

[writeratheart412]

Thanks. Benjamin...you'll find out who h is, lol. :)

[TH_luv]

Thanks. Benjamin...you'll find out who h is, lol. :)
okee lolz

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

Oh! This looks very interesting! I Love Werewolves and Vampires. But Unfortunately, my werewolf fan fictions have no individuality. If that is the proper word. Lol.

Name: Taylor Lorraine Schwartz [Yeah I know, I'm using my real name. LOL]
Race (Human, vampire, angel, werewolf): Werewolf all the way Baby.
Age:17 [Birth date is October 29th]
Abilities (to all races except humans): Taylor is quite a bit stronger then your average girl let's say , she is agile with a very keen sense of smell and hearing. Of course, being a shape shifter, that does give her quite a bit of an advantage in life. Whether she be Human, Changing Certain body parts, Half Changed [Strongest Form], Or Fully changed into what appears as a very, very large Wolf-dog.
[i]History: Taylor's History is not something she looks back to. Born and Raised most of her life in Cologne Germany, she lived on the outskirts of the city. Her family , or pack rather, were very close to one another. Aunts, Uncles, Cousins, Second Cousins, Grandparents, and several loners. Taylor was born with a different name, though her birth certificate read 'Taylor Lorraine Schwartz', what she was known as by the pack was slightly, odd. You see, Taylor's mother, Heidi Schwartz [Acyerra], had a strange obsession with 'Elvish' Culture, if that ever existed. So of course, Taylor was blessed with the name, Aerlinniel , which literally means Song in Elvish. Well, as Aerlinniel grew older with her age mates, she began distancing herself from the pack. Slowly pulling away, until one day. She just left. Only to find out they died 5 years later.

Wonderful, 'ey?

[i]Appearance:So Many Forms, So Many Appearances.

Human - Taylor is fairly tall, not tall, but not short, she stand in at around 5 foot 7. Though she was born with ivory colored hair, it has darkened into a dark ebony like black, to match her fur color. One thing that never changes, is the fact that Taylor has these vibrant, sea foam green colored eyes that light up a room they're so bright. - She is Lean, with pretty big feat. Her style is usually Skinny Jeans, or Ripped flares, sneakers and whatever. [This is back in the day I'm guessing so I'm like 'uhhhh']

Half Changed - Let's no go there. It's quite frightening.

Fully Changed - As a Fully Changed Werewolf, Taylor is about the size of a Small Pony. Though, she still looks like she could be a real animal and isn't just imaginative. You could easily ride on her like some sort of horse, but not for long, and not if you weigh over 150 pounds. She has thick shaggy black fur, and really large paws at this stage. Though she can no longer communicate by speaking, You can hear what she is saying in your head, and she can hear you as well. [LOL ERAGON.]

- - uhh yeah.

[writeratheart412]

Accepted. Okay, now I have to figure out your names in the story (not the one I'll be posting, lol). Shouldn't be too hard. You don't mind being a rebel, Lorraine, do you? The werewolves were originally our antagonists, and I have a feeling you don't want to be evil. I'll leave it up to you. Ch. 2 up in a while. :)

[TH_luv]

Accepted. Okay, now I have to figure out your names in the story (not the one I'll be posting, lol). Shouldn't be too hard. Ch. 2 up in a while. :)
yay,new chappy!

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

Accepted. Okay, now I have to figure out your names in the story (not the one I'll be posting, lol). Shouldn't be too hard. You don't mind being a rebel, Lorraine, do you? The werewolves were originally our antagonists, and I have a feeling you don't want to be evil. I'll leave it up to you. Ch. 2 up in a while. :)

Not at all. Fine with me :]

[writeratheart412]

Next Installment!

Chapter Two: Lena


The rest of my presents were great; I got some exciting science fiction books from my aunt, a pair of lucky dice from my cousin for my new car, and, well, a coupon to Chili’s from my stepdad that was going to expire tomorrow. It was fifty percent off, though, and that meant that I had to use it tonight.
When I got to school, I thought of my mother’s strange instructions to get my mind off of my horrible step-dad. For some reason, she wanted me to keep the diary with me at all times, no matter what. The instructions confused me. It wasn’t like the diary was going to save my life . . . right? It was just a diary used for keeping one’s deepest and darkest secrets inside. I took it with me, knowing that someone would explain it to me sooner or later.
When I got to my locker, I was greeted by my friend Alison. She presented me with a present before I had even opened my locker. “Happy Birthday, Sarah!” she said excitedly as I accepted her gift. The card was on a white sheet of printer paper, handmade, like almost everything else she gave me. Alison was very artsy. I opened it with a smile on my face. The inside was green, my favorite color, as well as the color of my eyes, and the border was decorated with little party hats. Further up there was a drawing of an angel blowing through a horn. The inside read:

Freedom! Now you can drive! Happy Birthday, Sarah! I hope your stepfather treats you with a little more respect, now that you’re older. Good luck out there!

I smiled at Alison, hugging her. “Thanks for the card. My dad gave me a coupon to Chili’s for fifty percent off. It expires tomorrow.” Alison fixed me with a look of sympathy as I opened my present. Inside was a hand-drawn portrait of me. It was pretty good, too.
“Thank you so much, Alison!” I cried, hugging her. Alison chuckled, patting me on the back. “Anything for you, Sarah. It’s your birthday, enjoy the day off!” I nodded as I closed my locker door, thinking about the party I’d be having on Saturday. When I turned, Alison was gone. I hurried to my first period class, hoping I wouldn’t be late.


When I got there, a girl was standing at the front, looking slightly scared. I took my seat, examining her features and ignoring the students who tried wishing me a Happy Birthday. She had the palest skin I’d ever seen, and also the darkest eyes I had ever seen. She wore all black; a black shirt, black jeans, black sneakers. She had beautiful black hair that tumbled down her back. She seemed to be looking for someone. When the bell rang, the teacher walked to the front, saying, “Class, we have a new student today. Her name is Lena Waltz, and she just moved here from Germany.” There was no reaction that I could see; except the boys were all staring at her like she was America’s next Top Model. The teacher took no notice of this.
“Why don’t you take the seat next to Sarah, in the back.” Lena obeyed, taking her stuff to the empty desk next to mine. As soon as she sat down, she turned to me, her features suddenly lit up. “I’ve been looking for you, Sarah Brown,” she told me, piercing my bright green eyes with her dark ones.

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

That would totally creep me out.

If someone who I had no idea who they were, sat down next to me, and said they'd been looking for me.

I'd probably **** myself.

Then start laughing.

Then call the cops.

[TH_luv]

Oh shnizz! XD she's a vampire,isn't she?! XD *waits for an answer but nobody answers me*...I knew it! XD she IS a vampire! XD what does she want,though?! Zomg,please dont stop here,it's getting really good!

[TH_luv]

That would totally creep me out.

If someone who I had no idea who they were, sat down next to me, and said they'd been looking for me.

I'd probably sugar myself.

Then start laughing.

Then call the cops.
lmaorofl Taylor! XD :lol:

[writeratheart412]

Yeah, I'd do the exact same thing. Sorry...meant to change the name to Lena in the post. I'll do that now.

[TH_luv]

Yeah, I'd do the exact same thing. Sorry...meant to change the name to Lena in the post. I'll do that now.
Oh!That's supposed to be me? XD lolz

[writeratheart412]

Yeah! Lorraine, you're coming in in the third or fourth chapter...sorry. :(

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

Yeah! Lorraine, you're coming in in the third or fourth chapter...sorry. :(

Woo. Taylor Lorraine Schwartz.

That's my name.

Don't wear it out. XD

[writeratheart412]

Now I have to fi the error in the first chapter. Can't believe I missed it....

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

KEEP ADDING.

I wanna' get to my part. XD

[writeratheart412]

LOL! Patience, my friend...patience.

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

I have no such thing.

[TH_luv]

That's true,Taylor has no patience lolz I've learned that from the fanfics of mine that she reads,no patience at all XD

[writeratheart412]

I see. Thank you, I'll keep it in mind.

Chapter 3: Hapiness


The rest of the day went on strangely like this. Rebecca even sat next to me at lunch, though she didn’t speak at all. I picked up my license at the end of the day, and when I got home, I had a surprise waiting for me. My parents had bought me a car; and not just any car, but a blue mustang! I rushed to the car, and began running my hands over the hood.
“Happy birthday, Sarah!” I turned as my parents came out of from behind the bushes that lined the house. My mom held the keys to the car in her hand. Hands shaking, I took them, and walked slowly over to the car.
It was everything I had hoped for – no, it was more than that. Tears swimming in my eyes, I ran to my parents and hugged them both. My stepfather didn’t return the hug, showed no sign of emotion. My mother hugged me joyously, and smiled brightly. I smiled back at her, our green eyes mirroring each other. My step-father waited patiently until I shouted, “Thank you, Mom, and thank you, Nick – I love it!” My mother nodded encouragingly, while Nick only smiled. The smile didn’t last long.

Later that night, Nick called me to his study. I went warily, closely followed by my mom, though Nick wouldn’t see her. “Yeah, Nick? What do you need?” Nick was smiling wearily. “I just wanted to wish you a happy birthday,” he told me, “and . . . and to apologize. I’m sorry I’ve been such a jerk to you all your life.” This had not at all been what I had expected. I hugged Nick awkwardly, both of us greatly aware of the silence. My mom came into the room, adding a hug. I smiled as the three of us stood there, wishing that the happiness would last forever. Unfortunately, happiness never lasted long, even in stories I’d read.

Sorry this one's so short; I had to edit a few things. Don't worry, Taylor; you'll be here soon enough! :D

[TH_luv]

oh snaps!Drama's about to come! O.O you always leave me wanting more :D can't wait untill Chapter 4!

[writeratheart412]

Well, I've got to figure out how to word it first. I'll try to have it up soon.

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

eeeeepppp

[writeratheart412]

Okay, before I post the next chapter, which one of you wants to be Bill's daughter, and which one wants to be Tom's?

[writeratheart412]

Ch. 4: Taylor

“Okay, if we’re going to talk, we’ve got to do it now. I was late in coming here. I should have come earlier.” Lena and I sat in the bleachers, discussing her secret. It was the day after my birthday.
“Earlier? Why earlier?” I asked, confused. Lena cursed, and said, “Because your powers manifest when you turn sixteen, Sarah. Everyone knows that.” Her words weren’t helping me in the slightest. “Sarah, why hasn’t your mom told you anything? I thought she’d tell you sooner.” Rebecca was looking at me as if I would be able to solve her problem, though she knew that I was new to whatever her secret was. She was muttering softly to herself. About five minutes later, she turned to me, saying, “Sarah, I hate to be the one to tell you this, but . . . you are not human, like I said yesterday.”
“Really? What am I, then?” I asked, deciding to play along with her little game for now. She ignored the disbelief in my voice, and went on as if I hadn’t said anything. “You are an Angel, Sarah. You are ne of the last on Earth. There are a few others, but I only know of one.” Her news had caught me completely off guard, leaving me speechless. So, this was why my mother’s nickname for me as a child had been Angel. It was because it was apparently true. That still didn’t explain the diary, though. I took advantage of the silence to ask, “Well . . . if I’m an Angel, and my mom’s also an Angel, what are you?” Her pale skin gave me a good guess, but I was afraid to guess for fear that I’d guess right. She looked at me, sighed, and said, “Me? I am a Vampire. My kind is not as . . . endangered as yours. Well, you’re more endangered here, that is.”
I was silent for a few minutes. “Are there . . . more like us?” I could hardly believe what was coming out of my mouth. Lena nodded, never taking her eyes off me for a minute. “There are millions around the world. We’ve lived in hiding for centuries, since the American Revolution.”
“Lived in hiding? From what?” But everyone was rushing to their classes at this point; she was gone. I knew that I’d see her in my first period class, so I let it go. We didn’t have a chance to talk during class, except for maybe five minutes. All she told me was, “Read Ben’s diary to understand a little more. Don’t worry; everything will become clear to you soon.”
Before I knew it, we were in History, and a man with black came into the room. He had a brown coat on over his black shirt, and his long hair was gathered into a cap. Lena smiled as the man beckoned to us both. Confused, I follwed him out to his car. Once we were safely inside, the man looked at me in the rearview mirror, and said,
"Hello, Sarah. It's good to finally meet you. My name is Tom Kaulitz." I said nothing, so he continued. "I'm sure my daughter has told you everything?" Lena and I both nodded. Tom smiled. "Good. Before we talk about anything, I have to pick up a friend of ours." I nodded, clutching the diary to my chest. Lena was staring straight ahead, looking for the house of her friend. We got there about fifteen minutes later, and a young girl came out to meet us. She had ebony black hair, like Lena's, and sea-green eyes. She was dressed in a green shirt and ripped jeans. When the car stopped, she climbed in next to me, smiling.
"Hi," she greeted me kindly. "I'm Taylor Schwartz. You must be Sarah Brown."

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

sexy sexy :]

[writeratheart412]

LOL!!!! :)

[TH_luv]

haha sweet!...so...Im guessing Im Tom's daughter...or Bill's...wait say what? vvv


Okay, before I post the next chapter, which one of you wants to be Bill's daughter, and which one wants to be Tom's?

^^ do you still need me to answer that for you?

[jorgen]

:evil: I love vampires and tokio hotel what could be more super cool then that !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :evil:

[writeratheart412]

My other fanfic, breaking dawn, centers more around vampires and TH alone. This one has angels, werewolves, and a feud added in. Well, I went ahead and wrote more, but if you have a preference, then go ahead and tell me.

[TH_luv]

My other fanfic, breaking dawn, centers more around vampires and TH alone. This one has angels, werewolves, and a feud added in. Well, I went ahead and wrote more, but if you have a preference, then go ahead and tell me.
ooh,are you gonna update more today?

[writeratheart412]

I'm working on the next one, and I'll try to have it ASAP.

[writeratheart412]

Chapter 5: Flight


When we got to Lena’s house, Lena and I unloaded my bags, while Tom and Taylor waited patiently. “You’ll be staying with Lena, Taylor and I for a while, Sarah. I’ve already arranged it with your mother,” Tom had explained to me earlier. “We can’t have them on your trail, and this is the safest place.” That had confused me; didn’t they know that my friendship with Lena is an important tie? I took my things into her house, wondering if the wolves were stupider that I had thought. Or if they were smarter. If they got to my mom first…I shook my head to clear it, and went inside. Once my things were in the room I’d be staying in, we all gathered in the living room for a conference. Tom stood, and spoke: “Friends of the Resistance, we are here for one purpose and one purpose only: to protect Sarah Brown, and keep her form the enemy’s hands. She holds a powerful weapon, one that none of us have ever dreamt of possessing.” He looked down at me and smiled. “You see, Sarah has the uncanny ability to control time. This ability is, as you all know, inexhaustible. If the enemy were to get their hands on her, then they could go back in time to steal our strategy from us. We do not want this to happen.” A low murmur went around the small group. “So promise me,” Tom continued, “promise me that you will not use her power for yourselves. Promise me that you will lay your life at the line to protect this girl.” Everyone raised their right hands, and promised. After that was done, Tom sat down, and I took a seat between Lena and Taylor.
“If you have any questions for us, Sarah, now would be the time.” I nodded, looking around the group at all the familiar faces. I cleared my throat, rubbing the leather-bound diary. “What does Ben’s diary have to do with my ability? Why is it important to me?” Tom took the diary from me, flipping through its blank pages. “This is the diary of Benjamin Wolf, your great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandfather.” He handed the diary back to me, and I leafed through it absent-mindedly as he continued. “Benjamin Wolf was an angel like you, Sarah. He, too, had the ability to control time. The wolves wanted him badly, and, because you are related, they will do anything to get their hands on you, also.” The phone rang, then, and Tom stood to answer it. I didn’t hear what he said, but his voice sounded worried. When he came back, he looked at me desperately. “Get your things, guys,” he told us as he set my luggage down beside me. “I just got a call, and the wolves are tracking us.” He cursed as he walked out of the room. Everyone stood, and fled to their sleeping quarters, leaving me sitting here alone. Twenty minutes later, we were on the road again, but to where, I did not know.
“Where are we going, Dad?” Lena asked, just as confused as I was. Tom’s face was grim as he answered, “We’re going to see your Uncle Bill.”

[Mr.G.L+Ms.K.S]

i really like this story....but i still cant get over the fact that Tom is a Dad and Uncle Bill??? :lol: ok im done I cant wait for more...

[TH_luv]

woot woot! Time to pay Uncle Billy a visit! XD I luvs this ff :D

[SCHREIoutLOUD]

I say we stay there.

And I'll go all wolf-pretty-seductive-sexy-beast on them.

And while they are in a trance.

I go..

lkjhrnlkh ROAR

And Eat them :]

[TH_luv]

mehr,bitte? :D