New beginnings.
I leave the North Wisconsin woods in the aftermath of my slaughter on the freakish shifter clan that resembled giant bears. If any in the nearby area see the smoke and learn what happened, they will know to never again fuck with a Vampire! As I drive back to Chicago on my own for the first time in existence, I don’t know where to go or what to do”. I do not know if I can return to the store, we ran it together. How can I go on without him there? I know he would say that I could, however, feel lost. I need to step away and rebuild myself in my current life.As I head to my house, I collect my mail, and I notice a letter. “From the coven''. I groan ‘what do these wretched fucks want?’ I had met them a few times, I detest them. Arrogant, pompous pricks! They act like they are above everyone in the universe due to their immortality. Humans are nothing but prey to them, they are not wrong but, I do not believe they should beAfter three days of waiting for the moment of truth, did Victor survive the transformation? I let out a shaky breath I had been held for the past two days. He awakes with fresh eyes, reborn into a new life, the eyes of all newborns, sinister black with blood-red centers. I am so thankful my eyes have cooled back to my original color when I am not hunting. Those eyes freaked me out when I first awoke., I am sure they will be troubling, to help him I hid all the mirrors in the house. I realize that he will notice eventually, I want the chance to warn him first. Garrett let me look in the mirror to show me the difference as if I did not already feel it! “This feeling, I feel so different, so new!” He exclaims as he stretches his arms, looking over his newly changed body. “You will become familiar with it; everything right now feels fresh and indestructible,” I tell him as he is moving around the room. "Your eyes will be the most noticeable so, for right no
We left that small town and continued to roam through the woods, countryside, and other areas of the region. One of the good things about being immortal we do not have to rest, or sleep. There is so much as Vampires that is superfluous. Things that we do for that are for show, we do not necessarily have to. It is important to keep up appearances, so we do not look like total savages who have never heard of a bath before. As I am deep in thought, Victor asks me a question, one which I should have considered but, never thought of.“Are there any female vampires?" I grimace at his question. Yes, there are those filthy succubi. I only have one good Vampiress friend who lives not too far from here, she is not a socially respectable lady among the humans but, for an immortal, she is very kind and loving. In her human life, I learned, she had been a widowed seamstress and a mother with two children who she adored. One day she was out in the forest searching f
Witches Kingdom.One month earlier. I left the aftermath of my slaughter a month ago, Garrett as mysteriously disappeared. I thought he was dead but, now I am not so sure since I never found his body or anything in the area untouched. I even searched the whole lake and nothing. I had just arrived home when I received a call from Charles. He is another Vampire, he worked with Garrett and me. He knew about my vendetta against Bathilda and vowed to also help me. I had shown him a picture I still had. Eliza and Bathilda shared tea in England, so he knew who she was and surprisingly recognized her. She had grown up in the Ithaca New York area, where he lived centuries ago.“Hunter! Hunter!” I hear him call out for me. "Chuck, I am in the office," I tell him. “I found her!” That got my attention, there is only one female that would cause him to react like this, only one that would bring such a feeling of recognition and my anger to a boiling poi
We walk around the town, anything to try and pick up her scent. I have been searching for so long now, it has been hours and all I have done is hit dead ends. With the somewhat modern times, I am surprised looking at this town. These witches really must be isolated! Everything in this town has the look and feel of something straight from the middle ages. I feel as if I am on the set of a Lord of the Rings movie. There are small craft shops, baker shops, butcher shops, and an alchemy store. The roads are either cobblestone paved or gravel. It is as if this town was built centuries ago before America was founded, and preserved over time. How in the hell have they stayed so well secluded and away from the public eye? How does the U.S. Government not know of their existence? They are not magically sealed, if they were, Charles and I would not have been able to walk up here.
We sneak back to our guest bedrooms, it is nearly nightfall and I know that soon we will be escorted to dinner. Charles takes his leave back to his room, and I prepare to attend dinner with the queen. I am just finished when a guard approaches and knocks on the door. “The queen requests your presence at dinner”. I nod my head, I already expected this.We stand in the great dining hall awaiting the queen, once she enters we sit, and dinner is served. I stare at the feast presented to us, roasted elk, butter rolls, and various garden greens served with a glass of red wine. Everything looks very delicious, if I were still human, my mouth would be salivating. we dine with the queen and exchange pleasantries. The evening lingers and dinner winds down. Everyone is escorted into a parlor to socialize, I start to let my emotional fog slip to her when she is not expecting it. She is talking with Charles, I know that he is distracting her, she is completely unawar
The flames rise high into the night as the kingdom is scorched as if it is consumed by dragon fire. I still have not found Bathilda, I still feel nothing. I thought that killing her sister would bring me some form of satisfaction. She took the one who I loved most, so made sure Karma was repaid. I took her sisters' life and her entire kingdom. "I thought that I would feel something, at least with the knowledge that I just destroyed her family, like she did mine" I sigh and hang my head in remorse. Charles puts his hand on my shoulder "Hunter, nothing is going to help take the pain away, finding her and getting revenge will be justice". I shake my head. "Well now, she can live with the pain I have been feeling," I say darkly. We start leaving the area, intent on heading back to Chicago. I need to go home and wash this disgusting place off of me. At that moment, we hear the mournful screams of a woman. The pain she is in, and the wailing sounds cause the entire fores
It's been several months now but, I still remember that day when I laid siege to the Witches Kingdom. I thought I would feel "the joy of sweet revenge" but, I felt absolutely nothing. My only short-lived joy was knowing I had finally caught Bathilda, only for it to die after our battle, her sly maneuvers that outdid me, only for her to disappear into the water below. I truly miss Garrett, I never learned what happened to him. I went back several times for a whole year after the hunting trip and never found his body. I had no idea if those freaks ate him or buried him. They did not burn him, there was no smoke…He had just vanished.I am thankful looking back that I found Victor and made a friend. I thought he would have contacted me after I dropped him off at the "Sirens Call". I never expected him to separate from me so soon. I checked in with Maria and to my surprise, he met one of the girls there who is also a Vampire. She is studying Medicine at "Parkside Univer
It's been 5 years since Charles and I have separated, and I am once again living in England. I needed time away, I still have my places in Ithaca and Chicago. I closed up Ithaca a while ago and hired housekeepers to tend the property in my absence, I only come to the house if I am in New York on business, I still have a book store that is working there. My Chicago home Charles checks on for me since he lives close by while heading to our place of work. Charles became Vice President of the company after Garrett's disappearance, and I do not regret the decision, he has done an amazing job. As president, CEO and owner, I am enjoying how much "Eldridge Books" is flourishing, not only in America but, also in England. I need to make these trips every so often, and it is good to return to the old country for myself, to refresh. I have moved my main store from London to Liverpool. I tried returning to London, but the memories of our life were too real, and everything kept hitting me