Okay so the title needs some work but this is a possible entry for Alainna's contest and is therefore exactly 500 words long. The problem is I have two possible endings and I'd love for you to tell me which you like best.
A Moonlit Stroll
The moonlight trickled through the thick, grimy atmosphere and alighted upon the cobblestone road where a young boy sat amidst the fragments of glass and blood. He did not move. He did not speak. He did not think. But a single tear cleansed a portion of his face and soul. In his arms, the bundle seemed to stir and the boy's wooden eyes glowed feverishly for a moment but it was merely the wind. Again, the wind rose and lifted a corner of the ragged cloth to reveal her face.
Placing a tender kiss upon the porcelain cheek, the boy stood and cautiously carried his cargo towards a shadowy doorway. The boy dared not raise an arm to knock for fear of dropping his burden. Instead, he lifted a foot and kicked the door violently.
“Have you come to your senses, young master Samuel?” A cheerful voice preceded a plump, rosy cheeked maid who opened the door a crack and peered out.
“I want her with me,” Samuel spoke fiercely and shook his head so that his chestnut snakes uncoiled and struck the air.
“Now, now master Samuel, you know better than to bring foreign objects into your father's house.” The maid beamed and shook a finger back and forth in exact timing with the movement of her head, almost as if she were a clockwork toy.
“She's my sister,” Samuel objected, attempting to push the door further into the house.
“That may be half true master Samuel,” The maid hissed, “But she's no longer welcome here. Come inside boy before your father loses his patience.”
“He killed her,” Samuel stated, clutching to a familiar piece of information as he tried to understand the maid's peculiar reaction.
“Your mother's dreadfully worried.” The maid declared, wringing her hands. “It was very naughty of you to run after your father like that and when you didn't return home with him, your mother started crying and...”
“My father is inside then?”
“In the library, master Samuel and he desires your presence there. I am to take you there.”
“Thank you, Martha, that will be all.”
“But master Samuel...”
“I said that will be all,” Samuel insisted and with one final push, he entered the house and thrust the body into the maid's arms.
Samuel climbed the stairs in five great bounds and entered the library, slamming the door behind him. A dark haired man was sat in a padded armchair before a roaring fire. He closed his book and placed it on the floor before standing and approaching his son. The candles in the room caused the silver blade to flash a warning and then two bodies fell to the floor, wrestling for a hold on the weapon. The rolling bodies crashed into bookshelves, causing them to cast their contents to the ground.
The survivor looked upon the slashed books, with their crimson stains, that were scattered around the corpse and smiled a crooked grimace of triumph.
“I suppose we'll have to throw those away too, father.”
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And the alternative ending -
Samuel climbed the stairs in five great bounds and entered the library, slamming the door behind him. A dark haired man was sat in a padded armchair before a roaring fire. He closed his book and placed it on the floor before standing and approaching his son. The candles in the room caused the silver blade to flash a warning as Samuel threw it to the ground.
“You cleaned up the glass?” The man queried.
“She's dead,” Samuel stated.
“I suppose I shall have to deal with it then.”
“Did you not hear me? She's dead! Do you not care?”
“I cared too long for another man's child. Stop your crying, boy.”
“You killed her. How could you?”
“No, my son. We killed her.”
I'll come back to give it a proper crit later, but as for the endings, I like the first one better. Made me satisfied. *isn't blood hungry at all* 
