[Scar]

"Holy Knight"

T’was the night before christmas and all through town
cocoas and teas were stirring with myrrh scented
Down
On the west end of town shrouded in snow was Joe’s Diner
An oasis from the cold, where lonely souls go to be found

It’s a slow night. The storm outside rages as joe, tend to the stew
On the other side of the counter, an attractive woman not shy of vanilla scented perfume
Sitting in a booth right behind her, a grizzled gentlemen in tattered pea coat
Graciously slurping tomato soup all to the score of O'Tannenbaum three notes

The tree glowed an ambiance of haven from the hellish storm, it was homely
As snow creeps, the doorbell jingled a new arrival; One more for the lonely

He made his way to the counter, situating himself next to the woman
“Is this taken?” he signaled to the emtpy stool next to her
“No” she smiled.
“You lied!” as he sat down. “It is taken!”

A nervous laughter broke as she gauge his deed
He was handsome; Too handsome to be out on Christmas Eve.
“I’m Corey”, he said, smiling “thanks for sitting next to me”

"I'm Anna, Do you always go around hitting on strangers?”
“Hey blame it on my palm reader. He said, ‘Christmas evening, your future awaits ya’
Who am i to go against the rule of fate, huh?,
they shared a laugh

The grizzled man behind them observed the couple
Smirking with every bad line the man chuckled
Slurping his soup and hunk of bread, he intently studied the interloper.
He’s quite the joker, charming as expected.
A conversationalist, suaved in his method.

“Ok”, said Corey, to the young lady, your favorite Christmas Movie.
“Umm” “A Christmas story,”, she replied.
“Oh you’re the violent type, you enjoyed it when Ralph shot out his eyes”
“We’ll, you know that never happened”. It was a sensationalized message of the movie.
“It could have.”
“Are you saying it’s a cautionary tale?”
“Yes I am, ma’am.
“Ok, your turn. Favorite Christmas Movie and why?”
"Nosferatu"
At this the man in the booth chuckled drawing the attention of the couple.
“Huh? continue on”
think about it, supernatural figure creeping around at night with a weird fascination with home.."
“i mean i guess”

He was sweet she thought to herself, at that instance a text message arrived
“Are you still coming tonight?”
It was her friend Nancy reminding her that the office holiday shindigs done started
She turned to him, and ask if he would accompanied her to her office party

“Are you asking me on a date, miss?”
“It depends” she countered.”
Grabbing their pea coats, they left a tip
on the counter before Their exits,
Out the door and jovially marched into the storm.
The grizzled man, still studying the couple, grab his coat and followed out the door.

They traveled from holiday blitzed wonderland to a darkened alley.
Suddenly he took her by her waist and whispered, “look at me”
She stared into his eyes. It appeared dreamy.
She was literally walking on air it seems
Brought back to a time of cinnamon, nutmeg and hot chocolate drinks.
He moved his head closer to her face. A dollop of kisses
It was nice she thought, he made his mouth south to her neck.
Kissing and lightly biting it. Hands on her breast,
She felt a sudden change
Snapped out of her trance, dazed, felt her neck. Her fingers, slender branch of bloodied pain

she quickly pushed him off. His mouth gaped wide revealing a long set of fangs.
Fretting her hand she fought for control, he was strong
She screamed and struggled to push him off.

As he opened his mouth wider, she saw a glowing hand
Wrapping itself around the Corey's neck, like a golden band
It lifted Corey about 8 foot in the air, violently pulling him off the frightened girl
She caught a glimpse of the person choking Corey,
It was the grizzled man from Joe's diner.
He looked unnatural, a yellow glow enveloped his body, and he was sparkling!
As he pulled Corey away, she can see something sprouting.
A large bat wing. Struggling to free himself from the clutch of the man’s hand.
At that moment, the man also sprouted a golden wing. He looked at Corey and drug him up into the night sky.

She sat there in pain and tears. Just as a hobo entered the clear.
You’re lucky dear, for the spirit is nearing birth
Every Christmas Eve the lord sends his Seraphim to clean the earth.

*its over 64, i will gladly accept any penalty. Sorry Uni, its nearing the hour and i dont have time to edit. not feeling well