Ariel's Diary (Her Human Years Only)

[Ariel|Jessi|Kadaj|Kairi|Aiden]

*This diary lies open on Ariel’s floor*



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Dear Diary,

Momma got you for me today! ;D She said I should write about big things that happen to me so I don’t forget them. Like my sister! Momma said I should write down everything I remember about my sister because she left a while ago and Momma doesn’t want me to forget about her.

Jessi’s pretty, I remember that! Even prettier than Momma. She had Momma’s eyes and Momma’s hair. My hair! I’ve never seen another red-head besides Jessi and Momma! I asked Momma if It was a genesmic disease – I heard some people talking about them the other day and they said it was passed down by family – and she laughed and said red-hair wasn’t a genesmic disease, just really rare. I feel so special now! ;D Was I talking about Jessi? Right! She also had a really pretty singing voice! When I get big I wanna sing just like her!

Momma’s calling, she says it’s time for dinner. I’ll see you tomorrow diary!

~Ariel, six years old.

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Dear Diary,

Momma signed me up for voice lessons today! I’m so excited! I’m going to sing just like Jessi! I’m also going to learn to play piano! I hope I don’t have to do anything too complicated though. Even when sitting on the bench the keys are just below my chin. >.<

~Ariel, six years

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Dear Diary,

My teacher is really nice! She’s pretty and she sings really well! She asked me where I got my blue-eyes from since Momma’s eyes are green, and for some reason Momma got really nervous, but then I said God gave them to me and my teacher laughed and said I was a sweet girl.

~Ariel, six years

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Dear Diary,

My teacher said that I have a really pretty voice today, and that I’m improving! She said that if I keep improving so well she might have me perform in a concert that she does for all of her other students. Me! Singing in front of all those people! I’m kind of excited and scared at the same time.

~Ariel, six years

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Dear Diary,

Today was the concert AND my birthday! I sang a song called Do Re Mi. It was about dear and the son and thread! ;D Then afterwards Momma took me to a park and we ate a whole bowl of cherries!

~Ariel, SEVEN years

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Dear Diary,

The world has no meaning anymore. All that is good is gone. I shall never be happy again.
Santa isn’t real! DDDDX

~Ariel, eight years that were all a LIE!!!

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Dear Diary,

I . . . I think Jessi’s dead. I think Momma just told me that Jessi left so she wouldn’t upset me. But Momma sold of Jessi’s things the other day, and she never said when Jessi was coming back.

Now I know why she wanted me to write what I remembered about my sister – I wouldn’t have any new memories to know her by.

I want to ask Momma how it happened, where Jessi’s grave is . . . but I don’t think she’ll tell me.

~Ariel, nine years

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Dear Diary,

Momma lost her job today. She was a waitress at this inn . . . I don’t know how she’l make money now. Are we going to starve? What about our home?

~Ariel, ten years

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Dear Diary,

Momma’s been sneaking out at night. She puts on these strange and brightly colored clothes and then leaves. She thinks I don’t notice, but I do. I’m worried.

~Ariel, ten years

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Dear Diary,

I don’t know what kind of job Momma has now, but it isn’t a good one, I’m sure. She doesn’t come home till early morning sometimes, and she’s covered in bruises. And I think she’s been drinking a lot too. I’m worried.

~Ariel, ten years

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Dear Diary,

I got a job today! I work at the inn Momma and Jessi used to work at. But I just sweep the floor and clean the tables and stuff. I don’t make much, but it helps.

I had to drop my voice lessons. They’re too much money for us right now.

~Ariel, eleven years.

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Dear Diary,

Momma’s a whore! I don’t know what that means, but the inn keeper told me that’s what her job was when I said I didn’t know what she did. He said it like it was a bad thing. What’s Momma doing to get us money for food?

~Ariel, eleven years

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Dear Diary,

Today was so stressful for me – to start I woke up and thought I was dying! My sheets were all bloody and my stomach hurt, and I ran out to Momma in tears asking her what was wrong . . . and then she explained it to me. All of it. I . . . I really have no comments on the subject. But I don’t think I ever want to have kids now. Not if I have to go through that just to get the baby inside me!

Oh, and I know what a whore is now. When I asked the inn-keeper he had said that whores “sold their bodies.” I didn’t know what he meant then. Now I do. Momma . . . she can’t be doing that to herself! She just can’t be!

~Ariel, eleven years

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Dear Diary,

. . . I almost forgot about you. Nothing too important has happened in the past three years. Momma’s still a . . . I can’t even say the word. But I’ve been promoted! After a while the inn-keeper made me one of the barmaids at the inn . . . and one night as I was cleaning the counter he heard me singing to myself and he told me that I was to sing for the guests! Just like Jessi did! I . . . I can’t think of anything I would rather do. This just makes me feel even closer t oher.

I miss my sister. I can’t remember much about her, but I miss her.

~Ariel, fourteen years

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Dear Diary,

I meet all sorts of interesting people at the inn! Like today there was this man with a hook for a hand, and he was telling me how an alligator bit off his hand in a fight! I think he was making the whole thing up, but it was still interesting! After the man with the hook-hand left, this other guy came in. He was dressed all in black, and he had silver hair and really bright green eyes. They were almost like a cat’s! He sat right in front of me and ordered one of the stronger alcoholic drinks the inn offered, but . . . I got this feeling from him, like he was lost. I don’t know why, since his face was more unreadable than stone, but he just looked lost to me. So I have him a drink with less alcohol instead. He was angry at first, and accused me of trying to cheat him out of his money, but I just told him this drink was a better one for lost souls – it left you fuzzy-headed enough that your problems aren’t as heavy, but you’ve still got a clear enough mind to find your way. And he just stared at me, so I told him it was on the house and left.

I hope he finds his way.

~Ariel, fourteen years

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Dear Diary,

He came back tonight, the man with silver hair. He asked me how I knew what he was going through. And I just told him the truth: that I could tell by just looking at him, that there was something in the way he spoke that told me. I gave him the same drink I had before, but I told him he had to pay for this one. I was trying to make him smile, but he still had that stunned look on his face. He doesn’t talk much.

I just realized that I don’t know his name. Hm.

~Ariel, fourteen years.

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Dear Diary,

He’s a regular now. He comes every night at the same time, I always give him the same drink, and he always stays till closing. He talks to me sometimes, telling me bits and pieces of his troubles. He’s got two brothers, both older than him. One’s an obsessive psycho, the others a big bully and cry baby. His father’s harsh, he never knew his mother, and he eventually left home just to get away from it all. He didn’t tell me a lot of details of his past, and it took weeks just to get that much out of him, but I know that for him, telling me that small amount was difficult, and a huge leap of faith, and of trust.

It’s funny, he didn’t tell me his name until today. He told me all that about his past before mentioning his name.

It’s Kadaj.

~Ariel, fourteen years

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Dear Diary,

Mom . . . she’s sick. Really sick. She won’t stop coughing up blood. And she’s passed out a few times as well. The doctor says it’s consumption, that there’s no cure . . . that she’s dying. When I asked him how she got it . . . he said it was most likely due to standing out on the streets scantily clad on cold nights.

Mom was trying to save us . . . but she only ended up in damning herself.

. . . I . . . I don’t want Mom to die. I don’t want to be alone.

Why did you have to die Jessi?

~Ariel, fourteen years

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Dear Diary,

Kadaj knows about Mom. He came in tonight and must have seen how distraught I was, so he asked me what was wrong. At first . . . I thought not to tell him. I didn’t want to bother him with my troubles, he had enough of his own . . . or maybe I just didn’t want his pity. I don’t know. But then I remembered how he had opened up to me, how honest he had been with me, how he trusted me by telling me all those things. I would be spitting on that trust by lying to him, or keeping secrets. So I told him. I told him everything. Not just Mom’s sickness, but what her job was, and what happened to Jessi. He listened patiently, and he made no comments on the tears I spilled while telling him. After I finished . . . I couldn’t describe the look on his face. It looked like a cross between pity and pain and . . . understanding? I don’t know. But he didn’t say anything. He just put his money on the counter and said “a penny for your thoughts” and left.

I was confused at first, since the money he had put down was far too much for just one drink. But then I saw that his drink was untouched. The money was for me.

It seems the more I get to know Kadaj, the more confusing he gets.

~Ariel, fourteen years.

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Dear Diary,

Mom . . . she’s dead. It happened, right in the middle of the night. I saw the blood on her pillow when I went to see how she was in the morning . . . and then I saw that she wasn’t bleeding and how pale and cold she was . . . she’s dead. The undertaker came and took her, I can barely afford enough for a proper funeral.

It was my birthday today, too.

~Ariel, fifteen years

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Dear Diary,

I live at the inn now. It takes a little out of my pay, but it doesn’t matter, since I’m only worrying about taking care of one person instead of two now. And I work longer shifts. Almost all day. It’s not like I have anything else to do. No sick mother to take care of. I alternate jobs there though. Sometimes I’m tending the bar, sometimes I’m waiting the tables, sometimes I’m singing, sometimes I’m cleaning. I don’t help out in the kitchen much, but I help with dishes and prepping food when I’m needed. And Kadaj has started noticing that I don’t ever leave. He doesn’t say anything. I think he knows what happened. I value talking with him more and more. He’s the only friend I’ve got now.

~Ariel, fifteen years.

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Dear Diary,

Mom’s funeral was today. I was the only one there. Just me and the priest. It hurt, but at least I was honoring her. After they put her in the ground where the shabby little tombstone that was the best I could afford was, I got ready to leave when I noticed someone standing in the shadows. Dressed in this long cloak with a hood over his face. I didn’t know who it was at first . . . but then I saw the flash of silver hair. It was Kadaj. He’d come to my mom’s funeral. He didn’t even know her, and he came. I was going to walk over to him, but he turned and left as soon as I’d seen him. When he came to the inn tonight . . . I didn’t say anything about seeing him there, and he didn’t say anything either. We just acted like everything was normal. But before he left . . . I thanked him. I didn’t say for what, but I thanked him. And I think he knew what I meant.

I must have been really upset at the funeral. Because I could have sworn I’d seen Jessi watching from a distance as well.
~Ariel, fifteen years.

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Dear Diary,

I was attacked today! I had this sudden urge to go visit Mom’s grave in the middle of the night, so I went to the graveyard, and this man attacked me! But . . . he wasn’t a man. He had these fangs and he tried to bite my neck . . . but then this other man came and stabbed him in the chest with a piece of wood. And then the man who attacked me disintegrated! He turned to dust . . . or maybe it was ash. The man who saved me . . . he said it was a vampire. A vampire! I wanted to ask him what his name was . . . but he disappeared. Weird.

~Ariel, fifteen years.

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Dear Diary,

I told Kadaj about the vampire attack today. At first I wasn’t sure if I should – he might not believe me and think I was crazy or something – but I told him anyways. And he believed me! He did! He got this really worried look on his face, and he told me to be more careful, that he didn’t want to see me get hurt. He cares for me! That’s so sweet!

~Ariel, fifteen years

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Dear Diary,

I saw him again, the man who saved me. He came in a few hours before Kadaj normally does. He told me I was in danger, that a powerful vampire had taken an interest in me. I didn’t want to believe him at first, I wanted to tell him to go away, but then he said this vampire was the same one who had killed my sister.

Jessi was killed by a vampire.

He said that he could offer me protection, that he’d act as a body guard of sorts, since he’s been trying to get at this vampire for a long time. He also said he’d teach me the basics of defending myself against vampires, just in case I’m faced with one alone.

And I agreed.

He was about to leave, but I asked him what his name was. He said it was Angel.

Kadaj came in a few minutes after Angel left. I must have still looked a little confused and flustered, because he asked me what was wrong. And I don’t know why . . . but something told me not to tell Kadaj about Angel, or anything he had said. So I lied to him.

I said it was nothing.

God, I feel so awful now!

~Ariel, fifteen years.

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Dear Diary,

Angel’s been teaching me to fight . . . sort of. How to protect myself against a vampire. I always take my break when he comes in, and we go to one of the empty rooms. He teaches me basic defense manuveres, and how to hurt a vampire. A wooden stake through the heart, decapitation, and sunlight kill them. Holy water, crosses, and garlic repel them. They don’t have a reflection. After we’ve finished training, he leaves, and I’m back from my break just in time for when Kadaj comes. I still feel guilty about lying to him, but I still enjoy his company. I find it’s easier to get him to smile than it was back when we barely knew each other. I even get him to laugh sometimes. Angel’s like a brick wall though. I never get any reaction out of him.

~Ariel, fifteen years

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Dear Diary,

My training with Angel’s been going on for a few weeks now. He’s been teaching me a bit more on fighting, but I’m not really good. He’s starting to be less like a brick wall and more like a person now, though. He smiles sometimes, and he’s being more friendly to me.

I think something’s wrong with Kadaj. He’s smiling a lot nowadays. Almost all the time. When he walks in and I wave at him, he smiles. When he’s talking to me and I talk back, he smiles. When I wave good-bye, he smiles. I think he hardly ever frowns anymore like he used to! I’ll have to ask him if he’s sick or something.

~Ariel, fifteen years

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Dear Diary,

Angel says we need to come up with a back-up plan to help protect me from the vampire. He says that I’m getting better, but it’s unlikely that I’ll be able to fight him back. I wonder . . . Angel said that holy water not only repels vampires, but it can kill them too. He says that if a vampire were to drink holy water, they’d burn from the inside out. What if I injected myself with holy water? You know, with one of those needles that doctors use. If I ever did run across that vampire and he tried to drink me, he’d burn from the inside out before he could finish killing me! And maybe the holy water would hold off the transformation of he tried to turn me! I’ll have to run the idea by Angel when I see him next.
I asked Kadaj if he was alright today. I told him I was worried because he’d been smiling so much and that wasn’t like him. And he laughed. He laughed! And then he said he was fine, he’s just been in a better mood lately. I asked him what had happened that made him in such a good mood, and he just smiled that he’d tell me when he was ready. I wonder what that means.
~Ariel, fifteen years

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Dear Diary,

Angel’s gone missing. I haven’t seen him in days, I don’t know where he is! I hope he isn’t hurt, or that a vampire didn’t get him! I’m worried.

My birthday’s coming up in a week. I told Kadaj, and he asked me how old I was turning before blushing and apologizing and saying that he knew it was impolite to ask a lady her age. I giggled at that. I told him I didn’t mind, and that I was turning sixteen. He looked kind of surprised at that, like he expected me to be older, and then he looked kind of guilty and conflicted for some reason. He seemed distracted the rest of the night, I don’t know why.

I hope he isn’t worrying about getting me a present. I don’t need one. His friendship is present enough. ^^

~Ariel, fifteen years

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Dear Diary,
Angel’s still missing, I’m really starting to worry that a vampire got him. And Kadaj has been acting strangely too. Now he acts all moody again, and he has a hard time looking me in the eye for some reason.

This lady came in today. She was kind of pretty, nothing special, and she sat down next to Kadaj when I was standing right there and started flirting with him! I don’t know why it bothered me so much . . . but I really wanted to kick her out! She just rubbed me the wrong way!

I hope she doesn’t come back.

~Ariel, fifteen years

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Dear Diary,

Angel finally came back today! He said he had some sudden business to attend to in another town and that he didn’t have a chance to tell me. I told him about my plan, and he smiled and said it was just what he was thinking. He likes the idea!

That lady came back today. And she flirted with Kadaj again! And he flirted back! Right in front of me! And then he asked her on a date! A date!

I don’t know why this is bothering me so much, I should be happy that he’s “found someone special,” but it’s just really annoying me for some reason!

~Ariel, fifteen years

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Dear Diary,

Angel brought me the needle today. He brought me a lot of needles, just in case one of them breaks, he said. I just need to fill them with holy water and then I’ll be ready if that vampire comes after me!

Kadaj showed up today with that lady on his arm. I really don’t like her. And she kept on giving me this smug grin. Like she’d won something. Psh. Just because she’s dating Kadaj doesn’t mean he’s not still my best friend. Almost as if to prove that, Kadaj introduced us! He even called me his best friend! Ha, take that random lady! She seemed kinda surprised at that, but then she went back to clinging to his arm. >.< Kadaj didn’t pay much attention to her. He spent the whole time talking to me about what I had planned for my birthday. ;D She seemed kinda annoyed at that, and kept on trying to get his attention, but he wouldn’t even give her the time of day! I felt oddly happy about that for some reason.
~Ariel, fifteen years

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Dear Diary,

I went to get the holy water today. I went during my break, and Angel accompanied me to the church since it was dark out, but he waited outside. The basin with the holy water was all the way at the end of the church, so I had to walk past the confessionals to get there. And as I walked past one . . . I heard Kadaj’s voice in it! I didn’t stay to eavesdrop, but I stopped just past it, because in passing I heard what Kadaj was saying.

. . . he’s in love with me.

He didn’t say my name exactly, but he said he was in love with a girl who was still a minor, and that he tried to move on with a woman closer to his age but she broke up with him because she could tell that he was in love with the younger girl.

I . . . I shouldn’t jump to conclusions. Kadaj probably knows a bunch of other girls who are still minors.

But he didn’t look twice at that lady when he was talking to me. And he always smiled when he saw me. And he seemed so guilty when I told him I was only turning sixteen. Now I know why.

But maybe it isn’t me! I shouldn’t get my hopes up . . . .

Wait, why would I be getting my hopes up?

Oh . . .

Oh.

I love him too.

That . . . explains a lot.

~Ariel, fifteen years.

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Dear Diary,

It was my birthday today. Angel found out somehow and gave me a cross necklace, and a pouch to keep the needles with holy water in! I hugged him. ;D I don’t think he liked it very much, but I still hugged him!

Kadaj came in alone today. The lady wasn’t with him. I didn’t expect her to come in. He looked a little guilty again, but he gave me this necklace. A locket. When I opened it . . . there was this note. I’m not going to write down everything it said, because I’m never going to let that note leave my person . . . but he admitted it. He said he loved me. And he said that he’d wait for when I turned eighteen. I almost burst out crying when I read that. A few tears actually did fall down my cheeks, and Kadaj had this really worried look on his face, like he was afraid he’d said something wrong in the note. But I just looked up at him and told him that the feeling was mutual. I didn’t say “I love you” because people might have heard and thought the wrong thing, but Kadaj knew what I meant. And he smiled. He kissed my hand before he left.

Two years. That’s how long I’ll have to wait before we can be together. Two years that can’t go by quickly enough.

~Ariel, sixteen years.

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*The pages after this one are all blank. We can assume that Ariel was turned soon after she wrote this entry*


(*collapses* This was far too long. Eighteen pages and over 4000 words. >.< DAMN ME AND MY NEED FOR CHARACTER/RELATIONSHIP DEVELOPEMENT! THIS IS ALL MY FATHER'S FAULT! I GOT MY WRITER GENES FROM HIM, I KNOW IT!! DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDX)

[Cindy/Chel/Suki/Kairi/Axel]

Wow, that was really entertaining to read. Good job! I can't wait to see the diary of her vampire years!

[So/Ri/Tai/Tia/Kari/Mason/Evey]

The part that almost had me crying was when she talking about being the only there at her mom's funeral DDDDX That was so sad!!!! I thought it was awesome!

[Kayley/Moses/Zuko]

THIS IS SOO GOOD!! i want to see what happened after ariel changed, whether kadaj is still part of her life! and find out what happened to angel! GAHH!! CANT WAIT!!

[Vanessa/Robin/Alice]

OHMIGOSH! I LOVE IT!!!!! IT IS AMAZING!!!

*huggles Ariel and Kadaj* You poor poor things! DX