Chapter 5

Theme : A Strange Mystery

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“Marcos? What is she?” Talon had to ask the question on all their minds. He and Seb watched as Marcos paced the room dragging his hands roughly through his hair. This can’t be right. Marcos thought over and over again. Never had a vampire had any other colored eyes except red and black. He was trying to remember old legends of the first vampires but his mind was coming up blank.

Damn! Now what? He could ask around to other vamps but if she is as powerful as he thinks she will be, he would rather keep her his little secret. Yes, Yes! He thought as an idea began to form. He can research her and study her all the while train her to help him destroy the royal family that exiled him. He stopped his pacing and turned back to the men grinning like a Cheshire cat.

“Grab the girl; let’s go I have a plan.” With that Marcos turned leaving the room so quickly if you didn’t know what he was you would have thought him a magician for how he disappeared. Seb bent to grab her until Talon shoved him roughly away, throwing her over his shoulder instead. Seb glared at him, balling his fist angrily. Talon laughs mockingly at the foolish human before flashing him his fangs.

“Careful Seb” He taunted still laughing as he too fled the room with immortal speed.

Seb punched the cement wall with force. He hated Talon and Marcos with a passion. He vowed to one day kill them especially Talon because Talon is the reason he is living the life of a slave guard to a vampire. He needed a plan, only for the last twenty years he couldn’t come up with one that didn’t result in his death or his sisters. There has to be some way, he wouldn’t give up on this even if it took the rest of his life.

He heard Marcos booming voice demand him to hurry up. He ignored it, going over to the dead body of an innocent girl falling prey to an evil creature. He knew well what her family will feel if they found out how she died. After going through that heartbreak himself he always found it better for the families to remain ignorant to the creatures of the night that steal and kill their children. With a final look he set her body on fire, hiding the evidence of her gruesome demise.

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The six hour ride back to the isolated manor was a silent one. Each man lost in their own thoughts on the mystery of the new vampire. Marcos sat in the passenger seat concocting plans. Talon was driving smoking a cigarette wondering what Marcos was thinking so hard about. Seb like usual was in the back of the SUV. Seb looked down at her sleeping form covered by his jacket for the hundredth time. For whatever reason she didn’t repulse him like every other vampire. It was more than just her obvious beauty. He felt the need to protect her. He didn’t understand it but from the moment he opened her eye he knew she hooked him. What are you? He thought brushing a strand of hair from her face

“Don’t get attached Seb, she isn’t yours” Marcos bite out venomously.

Talon gaged his reaction through the rearview mirror but Seb wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of knowing how he felt. Like always Seb put a steel blank mask on and stared at the road ahead. He had to be careful the same way he is careful with his sister. Vampires enjoy emotional torture as much as physical so it’s always safer if you don’t show any. The less they know about how you feel and who you love the better. You would think with their beauty and prolong lives they could find happiness but of all the parasites he’s encountered over the last twenty years none have displayed that emotion.

They arrived at the large house in the early morning hours. Marcos had already called the servants to make arrangements for the new arrival. So Seb wasn’t surprised at all to see multiple servants waiting inside front doors, along with his sister. His heart pinched in his chest looking at her so small, and timid. Just two years younger than him she has spent the majority of her twenty one years as Marcos feeder. And it was all Talons fault. Rage boiled in him watching Talon cockily lean on the staircase banister smoking without a care.

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        💿 Disc 2

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Theme : Transitioned

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“Talon my office we have things to discuss. Seb take the girl you can’t seem to let go to her quarters. There you will stay until she wakes. If she freaks calm her or tranq her I don’t care. You are not to tell her about me just yet. I would prefer to do that myself. And is she needs to feed grab one of those disgusting girls to do it.” Marcos ordered before walking off to his office with Talon on his heels.

A few servants followed too, one being his sister who gave him a small sad smile before lowering her head and following her master. Seb clutched the new girl tighter in his arms using her warmth to calm him. Wait, what? He placed his palm against her cheek and sure enough she was warm like a human. Impossible! All the leeches are cold, that’s just a fact. What the hell is this girl?

One of the servants cleared her throat to get his attention. He tore his eyes away from the beautiful creature in his arms and followed the servant up the stairs. The room they prepared was decent compared to the basement quarters slaves sleep in. It was about as nice as the guard’s room. Think of cheap hotel room and that’s what it is. An average size bed, desk, chair, lap dresser and mirror all dull earth tones. Marcos keeps all the extravagant rooms open for his guests.

He gently laid her body on the bed and turned away when the servant began to undress her. Once she was done she took her leave. She had put the girl into a white nightdress that made her dark hair and ruby lips stand out all the more. Seb pulled up the chair close to her bed and waited. If memory serves him correct she should have woken hours ago but her coma like state hasn’t changed. He wondered briefly if it had something to with the fact that for some reason she isn’t a normal vampire.

Her body began to stir and he leaned closer to see if she was waking. He watched in curiosity as her head moved side to side; looks as if she’s dreaming. She finally stops moving and a peaceful expression over takes her face. What a pretty sight Seb thought to himself. The girl opened her mouth in a big yawn surprising Seb when he saw the striking white fangs inside. They were so white it was almost illuminating. Slowly they receded leaving her mouth full of straight perfect teeth.

Seb really wanted her to wake up. So far she just seemed perfect in every way and maybe hearing her voice or seeing how she acted would help sort out his irrational thinking’s. No matter how different she appeared in slumber she was still a blood sucking demon.

Doing the unthinkable he grabbed both her shoulders and gave her a little shake. No response. He shook again this time a little harder yet still nothing. What else can I do? He thought scratching the back of his neck. Slowly he leaned down closer and closer until they were nose to nose. He didn’t understand why he was doing this; he just wanted to be near this strange girl. His eyes soaked in her features. Travelling from her full red lips up to her small button nose then meeting with her bright blue/gold eyes. Oh Sh**! Her eyes are open!

The shock of her being awake and staring directly at him scared him to the core. If he were any other man he would have screamed or stumbled back at least. But the young woman beneath him barely gave him a second to intake his next breathe. Her small hand moved with lightning fast speed, wrapping tightly around his neck. He tried to gasp but she only tightens her hold. Seb watched with fearful eyes as her once bright blues turned a vicious red. She snarled loudly flashing her fangs. The lack of oxygen was causing darkness to creep around the edges of his vision. He tried his hardest to fight through it while maintaining a strong eye contact with her.

His only hope was there was something inside her that could see the sincerity in his eyes. She snarled again then launched him across the room. He smashed into the wall cracking it. Seb lied on the floor ignoring the pain in his back and instead focused on taking all the air into his lungs he could get. Once his breathing was somewhat normal he looked back up at the girl.

She was sitting up on the bed staring at her hands with mixed emotions. He could see the shock and confusion but there was another emotion dancing in her bright orbs. She continued to just flip her hands over and over staring at them as if they weren’t hers.

Seb slowly stood back on his feet but made no move to approach her. Judging from her first reaction he didn’t want to make the same mistake twice. The girl leaped from the bed and with slow graceful strides walked to the mirror built on the dresser. When she saw her reflection she jumped back with a frightening scream.

“Whoa it’s ok, calm down your fine” Seb said softly with his hands palm out in a non-defensive gesture. She whipped her head back at him eyes shining with unshed tears. Seeing her like that caused an unpleasant ache in his chest.

“Wh-what happened to m-me” she asked. Her voice was soft and smooth as silk almost caressing his ears. Seb shook it off and met her questioning gaze right as a single crystal blue tear slid down her face.

He didn’t want to see her cry but he was given orders not to give her answers. He pondered for a minute. Marcos only said to not mention him; he didn’t say anything about explaining her change. She continued to watch him while he battled on what to say without freaking her out. Finally deciding the truth was the best option. With cautious steps he walked to her until they were about a foot apart.

“There isn’t an easy way to say this, but you’ve transitioned” He says gaging her for a reaction. She tilts her head to the side adorably

“Transitioned? Into what exactly?” she asked. Seb opened his mouth to answer but she cut him off. “Oh no, I’m dead right? I transitioned into someone else’s body right? That’s why I’m some hot skinny bitch huh? Oh god why me! I should have never run away now look at me-” Seb continued to watch in confusion and amusement as she paced the room ranting about ghosts and something about an alternate universe.

Clearly her final memories haven’t come back yet because she defiantly has the wrong idea. He let her go on her short hysterical rampage a little while longer just enjoying the sight of her. She acted so normal, so human except for that initial moment they had. He forced himself to stop thinking about her as normal. She is far from that; she’s one of them at the end of the day. Seb straighten his stance and squared his shoulders before loudly clearing his still sore throat. She stopped pacing, turning to look directly at him

“You have the wrong idea. You’re not a ghost or in someone else’s body. In my experience that isn’t possible.” He crossed his arms over his chest. She watched then mimicked his action

“Okay then stranger who knows everything. What happened to me really?” she asked sarcastically raising one perfect curved brow. Seb narrowed his eyes at her. Fine if she wants the truth so bad he’ll give it to her.

“You’re a vampire.”

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          💿Disc 3

Theme : Clueless

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Analise POV

"Ha! That's funny." I say walking and sitting back on the ugly bed. It gave a little squeak when I flopped down.

He watched me the whole time; actually now that I think about it he hasn't taken his eyes off me. I wonder who he is or better yet why I'm not afraid of him.

Taking a moment to analyze his features I come to the conclusion he's hot. He's tall and muscular in an athletic way. The stubble on his jaws coupled with his dirty blonde hair falling over his eyes definitely added to the hotness.

He slowly raked his hands through his hair still keeping his light brown eyes on me. My stomach clenched with a desire I've only felt for one other person; Jace. His name in my head immediately brought me back to the problem at hand. Oh right I'm in a strange room with a hot guy in some else's body. Well make that crazy hot guy because he did after all just say I'm a vampire.

"Okay" I say standing back up breaking eye contact. "Here is what I think happened. The last thing I remember was walking on that dark creepy road. It was really bumpy so I must have fallen and hit my hard. Voila! Here I am now in some weird dream. Sounds good right?" I finish waiting on him to agree with my theory since his was ludicrous.

He steps closer to me shaking his head. He doesn't stop until he's right in front of me. His strong masculine scent washed over me making my mouth water and my eyes close in delight. Mm he smells delicious.

"You need to feed" His deep voice snapped me out of it and I took a step back to clear my head

"You just said I smelled delicious and your fangs extended." He continued.

Oops didn't mean to say that out loud; how embarrassing. I catch the rest of what he said and I touch my finger to my teeth but they feel normal to me. What is with this guy, he's totally loopy.

"Look umm..." I say holding my hand out to get him to offer up his name. "Seb" he says when he catches on

"Okay Seb, I'm Ana and you need to stop with the crazy talk. Vampires don't exist!" I end throwing my hands ups. Geez this guy is going to give me a migraine in my damn dream.

"First they are real. Second your theory is wrong. And third I believe because your transformation was so unusual your memory of the incident is taking longer to come back." He says summing it up so nicely he should have put a bow on it I think sarcastically.

However, I'm not in the mood to argue this anymore so I change the subject.

"Seb how about you smack me so I can wake up and get my fat ugly body off the ground and figure out what's next in my runaway plan" I say pinching the bridge of my nose to calm myself.

"Fat and ugly?" he asked with his brows furrowed in confusion. I sigh dramatically. I forget he doesn't know what I really look like

"Yes. My true body is fat and ugly so don't get used to this. Wait what I'm saying once I wake up you'll be gone anyway" he opens his mouth to reply but the door bursting open ended that.

The door banged against the wall with a loud boom!

In waltz the cockiest guy I have ever seen. How can I tell this? Well he doesn't make it hard with the lazy smirk he wears. He walks in like he owns the place. Although he isn't bad to look at with his dark eyes, buzzed cut hair and neatly shaved face. He is about the same height as Seb but Seb is slightly bigger. Not by much though. He walks right up to me and slowly rakes his eyes up and down my body. The way they travel my body make me feel very exposed in this thin gown.

"Excuse me? Can I help you?" I ask growing irritated by his eye banging

"Oh I can think of a few ways you can help me" he replies still staring at my fake body.

At this moment though this body I'm in feels very real to me.

"Talon! Enough" Seb said with a blank expression. Talon slowly turned from me to face Seb instead

"Watch your mouth human" Talon spat venomously.

This dream is getting stranger by the moment. Does this guy believe in vampires too? Oh gosh! He probably does. Leave it to me to dream up two equally crazy sexy guys. The two men faced off waiting for the other to make a move. I could tell they were both strong but something about Talon put me on alert.

"I'm starting to think I'm in a coma. This is too much for a normal dream" I say aloud more to myself than anything.

Somehow it cuts the tension and both men separate and turn to me. Great all eyes on me. Talon gives me a questioning gaze before looking at Seb expectantly.

Seb shook his head "She thinks this is all a dream and vamps aren't real. Apparently her final memories haven't surfaced" he offered as an explanation.

Talon turned back to me with an amused smile on his face before he burst out laughing. Both Seb and I watched him laugh like a mad man. Did I miss something here? Ugh I hope I wake up soon before this gets any weirder.

"That. Is. Perfect. Marcos is going to love breaking the news" his tone still hints at laughter as he walks back to the door. He gets the entrance before looking over his shoulder at me "Well come on he's expecting you" he says giving me his back again disappearing through the door.

I look to Seb but he just nods his head to the door for me to follow that Talon guy. This is the worst dream ever I think angrily stomping from the room.

The hall is enormous. The walls are decorated with various old paintings and the floor is carpeted in a deep red color. I see Talon at the bottom of the staircase watching me tapping an invisible watch. Man this guy is an ass. How did I dream up something so bizarre? I begin my descent down the stairs. I feel Seb behind me matching my slow pace.

We reach the bottom and Talon leads us to a big office. The desk is split in half but other than that everything looks perfectly in order. The way a big city CEO office would look except the shades are drawn and I have no clue if its day or night lights outside.

We stand in an uncomfortable silence for a few minutes. Talon has that smirk on his face again leaning against the far wall of the office. It's really starting to piss me off. He looks like he knows something I don't. He has three seconds to wipe that smug look off his arrogant face before I do it for him.

My emotions seem so heighted in this dream. Literally it seems as if I'm on edge and the smallest of things set me off. First my instant desire for Seb when I smelt him and now my simmering anger towards Talon. He continues staring at me and I narrow my eyes and glare harder. Three...two ...one... times up pretty boy. I take a step in his direction when the office doors open wide behind me. Damn he got lucky this time. I give him a promise with my eyes that this isn't over and the a-hole smiles at me.

A cold chill creeps down my spine. I stiffen knowing it was caused by the presence at the door behind me. For the first time since this dream began I feel fear. A part of me doesn't want to turn because the moment I do everything will change. Another part wants to know what's happening.