Everything was obsidian black. The same it had been for as long as I could remember. There were no windows, no clocks, nothing that hinted at the time of day. Time had no portion here. It was just black and cold. Always cold. I couldn’t tell if I was fat or skinny. Not that your size mattered, when you couldn’t even make out the outline of yourself, or view the fingers you held up. But I did tell myself that I was beautiful, to put some ease to my mumbling mind. Why was I here, in this condemned place? I hadn’t a clue. I didn’t know if my parents were trying to get rid of me, hoping I’d just finally die at some point. I barely remember their faces anymore. There were no visitors. Nothing, well, except for the scurry of a rat every now and again. It didn’t have to be a rat. Could have been something much worse, but I was still alive, so I guess not. Today was quiet, I noticed. There were no receding footsteps of anyone to or fro from here. I pushed my weakened body against the freez
I woke up with my arms hurting like hell, while my head drummed, I attempted to get up, heaving my body, realizing I was unable to move. Then for the first time in hours, I felt unbearable pain. My screams and wails pierced the ash-covered devastation, as everything registered. I fought to sit up as every movement hurt like a bitch, in an attempt to get a better view of my injuries. I sobbed, unable to comfort myself, realizing the large debris had collapsed atop the bottom half of my body. I pushed, desperate to remove it, pain shooting at my back as I twisted forcing me to scream again. I couldn’t feel my feet, that wasn’t a good sign, it wasn’t any sign. Again, I pushed, and heaved, attempting to lift it, the pain becoming even more unbearable. But I needed to leave. Those people could come back to check for anything, and I didn’t want to be here if they did. Using the remainder of my strength, I pushed back grimacing at my pain, until thankfully it fell backward releasing me. I c
I twisted hearing a commotion in my sleep, constant footsteps and people shouting to each other. Sitting up my eyes darted around trying to understand what the haste was about, and why everyone was practically scrambling over each other to get to somewhere. People even jumping over me. Pushing up on one foot, I peek from my position behind one of the drums, only to gasp in horror at the men that were busy shoving at the abandoned belongings; while the others checked the fireplace. A hand slipped over my mouth out of nowhere pulling me down forcefully and I kicked at the drum unwilling to be captured. This would not be my day. Not after everything. “Quiet down, idiot!” Hissed Thomas. “It's just me. ” He covered us in some dark material, and we watched as one of the vitamin difficient men ambled over to where I’d previously created the racket, poking at everything. The men were dressed in the same black suit that the others at the estate had worn but they were just the meaner. The sa
There was always a reason why I avoided visitors and left Hayden to deal with everything. This was the reason. Having to deal with a bunch of power grabbing old men who were desperate to taste my blood and by extension rule our world. It was the burden and annoyance of being born a Pure blood, one of the very few including my brother who were still in existence. We were also the highest-ranking members of all the families comprising that sec. I had a headache walking through the bland corridors. In truth they weren’t bland. They were decorated with antiques that would catch my eyes in hopes I’d be in a good mood. That’s what made it bland. The fact that they tried and failed to brighten my mood.I should’ve really passed the invitation on to him, but knowing Hayden, he’d be too busy playing with his toys to stand as a proxy. And it was days like this that I needed him to not be distracted right now. The large door leading to the council room swung back heavily clanking against the wa
It was already three months since I survive the onslaught of the burning estate, but our living conditions had yet to improve. My wound had healed leaving a scar, there was nothing we could do about that having to attend to it ourselves and if I complained, it would just make it seem as if I was being ungrateful when I honestly wasn’t, but no one liked to see ugly scars on their person. Then again, I hadn’t a clue what I looked like for most of my life, it really shouldn’t matter. And I guess having an unsightly scar was better than losing a leg. My eyes darted again to the left as I stood guarding as the lookout. Thomas and the others were inside the building gathering what they could. These days we can get closer to where the monsters were, or bloodsuckers as Thomas called them. Security has been tight around these parts. Well over the last few weeks, they had increased almost tenfold. We had to move about five times. Most times, we didn’t even bother to leave hiding, but then Tho
Everywhere that was cold was dark and everywhere that was dark was cold.I went back to square one. Back to complete and utter darkness and despair. I had no family, no friend, I had no one. Time again abandoned me as I sat in the darkness, it was so dark I could hold it. Unlike my previous cell where I knew exactly where the door was, everything here felt the same. A never-ending box going in circles. I scolded my self from ever crying. I had to give up this childish behaviour at some point. I can’t cry for everything, especially when I feel helpless. I had to be strong, I had to find a way to get out of the hell hole. Every time I thought things would get better, fate kicked me in the ass and proved me wrong. Belle was my last chance; my only hope and she was dead now. Someone killed her and it wouldn’t be too much of a surprise if the asshole I’d seen earlier did it. He was the incarnation of evil. My cheeks still hurt from where he gripped me. I made no attempt to talk after fe
My eyes took in the refurbished buildings that last time were left in utter dismay. The result of superstition that humans had decided to hold on to, when they found out about us the first time. Their government were hesitant about making it known to the world that we existed, wanting only to work with us in secret. But in truth they were intimidated as hell and I saw it. It manifested in the way they walked, held their glasses in their hands and even the way they talked. Not to mention the fact that their heart beats were all over the place. Humans claimed they accepted us, claimed we could live together without causing harm, yet at dawn there had been men at our homes with snipers, lasers positioned at their hearts taking their lives or ready to kill. What kind of man would I be delivering my own blood to the slaughter of men less than we were? It was ridiculous. I couldn’t allow that. I didn’t want to kill humans, we were taught to respect everything that existed in this world, b
“Look at yourself. Look at what you’ve become being on the street!” Yelled my father.I ignored him. He was the same as the rest. He only wanted to create a scene to make it appear as if he cared when he didn’t. None of them did. Ever since the blood suckers took over, all they did was suck up to them, smile and nod their heads whenever they said something. Nobody ever daring to oppose them. That’s what we've become now, just underdogs, servants for people who required our blood to live. And I hated them. I loathed the lot of them, and I hated their King. “You’ve defied me enough now Thomas, it's time you made yourself useful. ” My father barks atop his voice maybe in hopes to seemingly remaining stern. I can only roll my eyes at his pretense. “And do what? You want me to kneel before them and sing kumbha ya, like everything's okay!” I screamed I'm equal volume. “Everything is not okay, you’re in here with all your friends drinking expensive wine, laughing and having the best time.
"Ah Lord Michaelis. How good of you to honor the invitation." "Sir Vanriel," I reply. "Its been awhile."The aged vampire moved forward glancing me up and down. "Yes well, let's not be partisan here. It's more pleasant to address everyone with their titles" "It's that so? Then please forgive me, Council man, it seems I've forgotten my manners"His eyes move from me towards the figure that had now settled next to me, a look of complete astonishment on his face. "Well all my life. This must be your sibbling, yes?" The Councilman gestured to Hayden that was busy picking lint from his clothes, a sign that he's not interested in joining the conversation. "I don't think we've ever seen him." "Our parents moved back to Romania before he was born" "Right, right" He says still staring at my brother. "Though I'm going to have to resent his invitation. There's already a Michaelis attending, we can't have two. It's just not necessary" "Oh, is that how it is?" Hayden asks joining the borin
"Ah Lord Michaelis. How good of you to honor the invitation." "Sir Vanriel," I reply. "Its been awhile."The aged vampire moved forward glancing me up and down. "Yes well, let's not be partisan here. It's more pleasant to address everyone with their titles" "It's that so? Then please forgive me, Council man, it seems I've forgotten my manners"His eyes move from me towards the figure that had now settled next to me, a look of complete astonishment on his face. "Well all my life. This must be your sibbling, yes?" The Councilman gestured to Hayden that was busy picking lint from his clothes, a sign that he's not interested in joining the conversation. "I don't think we've ever seen him." "Our parents moved back to Romania before he was born" "Right, right" He says still staring at my brother. "Though I'm going to have to resent his invitation. There's already a Michaelis attending, we can't have two. It's just not necessary" "Oh, is that how it is?" Hayden asks joining the borin
When we arrive, Aiden leaves completely ignoring me as usual. I do my best to remain indifferent but everything is worst than when the human bride was about. He is spaced out at times and even now his mood is absolutely fickle. When we were kids we hardly socialized together. He was always caught up in his father's work and when he wasn't he ignored everyone. Everyone except his brother. Then again he was only twelve.I try my best not to seem utterly displeased or disturbed by his demeanor anymore but I'm not always at my best. I can't hide how I feel or that the fact that he doesn't care for my feelings at all doesn't hurt. That woman has changed him for the worst, if anything it was better they had never met. Aiden doesn't have a bone of pleasantries left in his body which just makes him all the more terrifying. Especially since he looks so much like uncle Ashton.The large foryer is empty as I make my way into the house. I'm guessing with Aiden's less than pleasant demeanor coming
The chime of the store bell went off as I stepped inside, meeting the curious gazes of humans. Some stared indiscriminately while others averted their gazed hurrying from my way. As if I was dying from thirst and would most likely drain them. Only they weren't appealing as snacks, or any course of meal for that matter. I only had a craving for one blood and that was Yuuki's. Everything else was cheap gold. Completely useless. Making my way through the isle, I sought the books that Belle had read to me a few times. With nothing to do until Luke was back, because I hadn't bothered going through the piles of letters that lay in my study. I thought maybe reading would diminish the time. Though I knew my brother would have a field day with this. Sleeping was my next option but I wasn't ready yet. I grabbed four books with worn covers, and frail pages. There was always something soothing about old books. They told of experience, treasure, heart. Or maybe they just felt ancient in my hands
"Did you really think we'll let you marry him him?" Oh please Belle I raised you better than this. See what you've done Eric! "I stopped short descending the stairs.
My ears pick up light steps travelling towards my room hesitantly while I sleep. Or attempt to at this point. I'm tired mentally with all the work I've done and between Belle and my brother, my room is the only solace for peace. Otherwise I'd go stalking mad with her constant bickering. The curtains of my room are drawnblocking out the sunlight, apart from the lava lamp that blows on the bedside table the room is covered in darkness. The door pushed open moments later, the overwhelming fragrance of roses wavinginto the
"See, now I've got you. Can't run away from me again"There's a child's laughter that's echoing from a distance while the woman continues to speak. Everything around me is cloudy, only the atmosphere feels mildly familiar. There are plants at my feet and grass blades tickle my underfoot. A garden? Maybe. My eyes are hazy, everything is completely obscured by the thick fog that surrounds me, still I walk on. I'm not sure of my destination, only following the chants of voices before me."Something is....something is different about this place" the woman says. Her voice is soft, melodic and warm.My feet keeps moving faster, hastening trying to get closer to them. I grab the hem of the dress continuing, making it to where I barely see the silhouettes of two individuals. A woman definitely, the one I heard and in her hand is a child."Yuuki"Her voice is filled with panic and anxiety, also as if I could tell how worried she i
My fingers rap against the door of the car. I'm excited, I haven't seen Victoria in a while; though I doubt my enthusiasm will be replicated. But I'm estatic none the less. It's heavy work, working in the background, especially keeping secrets from my brother, but alls well that ends well. I emerge, meeting Garnett at the door, a bored expression on his face as he stared into the white oblivion. He doesn't socialize much with the vampires around. Well he is of a much higher class. Talk about being snobbish. His eyes meet mine, and he nods acknowledging my presence as he straightens. "Do you need company?" I sigh. He treats me like a child. With a wave of a hand, I brush him off. "It's just a courtesy call Garnett, there's no danger here." "If you say so" He says going back stoic. "You never talk to me when my brother is around"Garnett folds his hands across his chest staring past me. "He's scary" A giddy throatful of laughter escapes me. "Indeed he is. Do you miss home Ga
Every day is the same. Outside is covered in white, and a chilling wind tumbles through the window before storming into the room. It's daytime out apart from the blue skies, or what should have been blue skies that are hidden behind ashen clouds, there's nothing else that speaks to the day. The moment is wintry and foreboding, truly daunting to any type of fun you'd think of having. Then again, my type of fun is being resigned to a wall-by-wall cage. My life doesn't seem to get better than this. I'm always trapped, despite where ever I go. I know I'm not to think this way, I'm here because Thomas is attempting to keep me safe. But am I really? Once Aiden comes back and finds me gone, what then? He'll tear the world apart. Or maybe that's just wishful thinking. I don't even know what my thoughts are anymore. One minute I'm sure that being away from him is the best thing, the next, I'm terrified of him never finding me. I should hate him. A murderer and monster. A cruel bastard tha