I stirred slightly, the road suddenly rougher than what I was used to, but my mind refused to comprehend where I was, or what was happening; still partially asleep.
I turned onto my side, curling up into a tight ball as I took a deep breath, attempting to come around and fully wake. I shivered, not entirely sure what was going on around me, voices and shouting coming from somewhere far off in the distance. I slowly began to remember all that had happened the night before, Prince Silas Bancroft coming to my home and killing my mother and taking me into his care, and whilst he wasn’t completely vicious, I didn’t trust him.
A witch should never trust a vampire, especially one that could command an entire army to hunt you down should you decide to run. I pealed open my eyes, the blacked-out windows preventing me from seeing exactly where we were, or even where we might be.
I blinked against the harsh lighting the limo, my heart beginning to race as my eyes rested onto the Prince, his fire-coloured eyes locked onto me as he watched me move into a seated position on the floor of the vehicle.
“Ah Fraulein. Finally awake I see.” He smiled softly, catching me off-guard.
“Who is Fraulein?” I asked sleepily, rubbing my eyes.
He laughed, a deep and throaty sound. “Is that not obvious?”
I stared up at him, puzzled as to what he had meant, was he calling me that? I am sure he knows what my name is, he said it when we were back at the house, so why was he calling me such a thing? I tilted my head to the side, once again rubbing my eyes as I tried to understand exactly what he meant.
“It is simply a pet name. I wouldn’t read too much into it, girl. It has no hidden meaning.” he shrugged, such a simple gesture yet it made me distrust him more, why did he need a pet name for me? Wasn’t mine good enough?
I am Luna Marshall. That is and always will be my name. “Why do I need a pet name?”
“We are here.” Silas smiled as the limo came to a slow stop, the door opening from the outside.
I leaned forward slightly, stretching my neck to see who was at the other side, though it was too dark, the only light coming from a line of torches that blinded my vision. I rubbed my eyes, trying to adjust them to the new light, I blinked several times, but by the time I reopened my eyes Silas was already exiting the vehicle and holding his hand out for me, silently commanding that I follow him.
I looked around the limo, once again beginning to panic, where had he brought me, what awaited me once I got out of the car? I took a long breath, reluctantly taking his hand and allowing him to guide me out of the limo, his eyes glowing against the torches.
I stumbled slightly as I got out, the stone beneath my feet freezing my entire body as I began to shiver, wishing that I could have had time to put on shoes and a coat back at the house. I lifted my gaze away from my feet, focusing instead on what was around me, though as I saw the crowd of vampires, warlocks and witches gathered around the limo I wished that I was somewhere else, somewhere they couldn’t see me.
I took a shaky breath, my heart lurching as I fearfully looked over at Silas who still held my hand, ensuring that I couldn’t run. Though, if I even tried to do so, I would die, one of the creatures around us would catch me, there was no doubt about that. There was so many of them. Hundreds, maybe more.
“Breathe girl, if you collapse, I am not going to help you back up.” Prince Bancroft growled, my fear growing tedious.
“Yes sir.” I stuttered, attempting to control my breathing the best I could, but I had never been around so many people. Not in my entire life.
I tried to look anywhere else, somewhere there weren't as many people, but that seemed impossible as they surrounded us on all sides, their eyes glowing against the torches that they held. I briefly closed my eyes, taking in a calming breath as the prince grabbed my wrist, dragging me towards him. What would happen now? Why were there so many vampires around? Where had he taken me?I glanced around in apprehension, not knowing what was going to happen, or if I would live to see another day. I knew that they could all hear my heart racing, and that only made it worse, they all knew that I was afraid, that I wouldn’t be able to control myself or my power should this continue. Just behind the crowd to the left was a large building, deciding that I should concentrate on something other than my demise, I watched it, taking in every detail. The castle had eleven massively round towers, all connected to the large dark grey stone walls, the chunky building behind them e
I took a step back as a figure emerged from the crowd, though I could not move far a Silas still held my wrist tightly in his grasp, ensuring that I would stay by his side. The figure stepped into the light, allowing me to get a closer look at him as he approached, his hand hovering over his sheathed weapon. A long sword. He had eyes the darkest shade of maroon I had ever seen, his short wavy hair a beautiful blonde; perfectly neat and clean. He towered over me as he stepped towards the prince, standing at about five-foot-nine.“Ah. Ezio Caprotti. What a pleasure it is to see you.” Silas smiled warmly, something I hadn't seen before, not from a vampire.Ezio smiled back, his shoulder bones visible through his white buttoned shirt, his black trousers clinging to his skin. He had a very rough demeanour about him, his sharp nose and stubble quite intimidating; or maybe it was simply the fact that he would be able to kill me with a single wave of his hand. Eith
“Berus.” Silas called into the crowd, waiting as a dark figure emerged from the crowd, a black aura surrounding him.I lifted my head slightly so that I could see him, this large cloak covering a hunched frame, a large, bony hand holding onto an oak staff which was twisted up towards the heavens, an elegantly placed crystal ball attached to the top, the oak curling around it. His face was covered partially by his wavy silver hair, his amethyst eyes shining through, promising me a world of pain should I take even a single step out of line. His dark blue cloak was tattered and old, the colour fading ever so slightly, his skin sagging and wrinkled. I knew of this warlock, I knew that he was a necromancer, that he could raise other witches and mortals form the dead. He had a dangerous gift, one that many feared much like mine, I had thought they all lived in the tribes of Scotland, but clearly, I had been misinformed.He turned to look down at me just before he
I sighed slightly with relief, I hadn’t known what to expect, but I was beginning to like Blanche as a person, she was so witty and bubbly; something I wasn’t used to. But how could she be so happy when she was forced to work under such a creature as Berus? How could she smile when she must listen to his every command without hesitation or objection? I followed her out of the small room, neither of us needing to say another word, the ice had been broken and now we could walk silently, yet; it wasn’t an awkward silence. It was strangely comfortable and nice, something that I had never been able to experience whilst with my parents, they were always so on edge and scared of what would come barrelling through the door.My shoulders drooped at the thought of my parents, knowing that I would never see them again hurt, more than I could have imagined. But they had been killed, ripped from the world by vampires and there was noth
“That is awful, I am really sorry. But, why did he pick you, what is your power?” I asked her, thinking that I had stepped out of line, that maybe I should have left the questions for another day.Blanche placed the scrambled egg in front of me, with two slices of toast before moving back towards the cooker to finish her own. “Well, the same as Berus, I can conjure the dead, bring people back from the other side. It isn't easy, and takes a lot of practice, but once I got the hang of it, I became a natural. If I could say so, I am now just as strong as my master.”I nodded, unsure if I completely understood, but more than a little terrified, that was a banned power, much like my own. Was the prince collecting those that were more powerful than the average witch or warlock? Why did he want me? I couldn’t exactly control my ability yet, nor could I shape shift into anything other than a domestic house cat, what use
“Master... You can’t!”Berus slapped her across the face, the sound echoing throughout the kitchen and causing me to recoil in both shock and fear; did he mean that he would kill me if I didn’t do as he commanded, if I didn’t show him that I was more than a child? But how could I do that, how could I show him I had such a power when I didn’t have any inkling on how to use it properly?“You will not question me witch, I am your master!” Berus bellowed, wrapping his hand in the witch's hair as she squealed; fighting against him.“She is just a child!” blanche shouted defiantly, wincing when the next slap came.Terrified, I backed away, the door to the left of me; if I could just get out unseen, I might have a chance. I may be able to get away from here, out of the castle and the city. I knew that it was foolish of me to think such things, but I couldn’t help it, I was alone and
I did not respond to Silas’ voice, I just ran, ran faster than I ever thought I could; ran for everything that I wanted in life, and for my freedom. I prayed to whatever god may be out there, begging the strange being to allow me to do this, to help me when no one else could. I saw a large oak door as I ran, the windows beside it showing me that it led to the outside of the castle, that it would get me out and then I just had to make it through the city.I heard voices behind me as I pushed my legs harder, shouting and ordering me to stop, to turn around and get on the ground, they had found me; the vampires knew who I was. If I didn’t make it to the door, they would kill me, but why? Why couldn’t they just let me go? I hadn't done anything wrong! I only wanted freedom; I wanted a life where I could choose my own path. Not have one chosen for me.I made it to the door just as the vampires were closing in around me, swinging
“Relax, the less you think about it the less you will worry. This works both ways, you let me in and you will be allowed into my mind.”“I’m afraid, this has never happened before.” I sent back, trying to relax, trying to let him in. But something within me refused, something stopped me.“Calm down, I am not going to hurt you.” He smiled, though I didn’t have to look at him to know, I could sense it.It felt as though someone was rummaging around my thoughts, seeing them for what they were; ramblings of a scared teenager who lost her parents to the very same creature that was now in her mind. I panted slightly, accidently sending him a wave of sadness, a mourning that I even I couldn’t fully comprehend, I missed them. I wanted my parents back, my family.I wanted to see them one last time, hold them in my arms, tell them that I love them. But that
“You are going to start a war!”“I didn’t do it on purpose, it wasn’t even my choice!” I screamed, mimicking his angered tone. “If I remember correctly, they kidnapped me and I can’t exactly choose who my father is!”He growled again, his eyes now a shade darker than before. “I made a mistake keeping you, Elizabeth will go to my father and demand I hand you over.”“I don’t want to anywhere near her or my father, I hate them.” I whispered, his words bring only fear to my heart. “Isn’t their something you could do?”Silas sighed, trying to calm himself; but I knew he was seething with rage. Maybe I should let her take you, you’ve been nothing but trouble.”“You don’t mean that.” I sobbed, would he really give me to Elizabeth Phantomhive? I had been not
I groaned, my neck and head burning as I was ripped from the depths of sleep, momentarily unsure of my surroundings. I blinked, the light burning my eyes as they adjusted, I didn’t feel like myself at all, I just wanted to go back to sleep. But something told me that wouldn’t be an option, my mind screaming that I needed to focus, that I needed to keep myself awake.“That’s right Luna I need you to wake up.” Came the last voice I wished to hear, the dark and heinous voice of my master. Though today it was different, kinder somehow.I groaned again in pain, trying desperately to focus my eyes, but they didn’t seem to want to cooperate. Why did I feel this way, was it because Vincent had taken so much of my blood? Is this what it felt like to be dying?Silas laughed, “You aren't dying, the pain is a side effect of the venom we administer to keep you weak whilst we feed, it will pas
“I-it wasn’t Vincent’s fault, I sent the first message. I was worried and scared.”The Prince laughed, long and loud. “I warned you that you would receive no more chances from me, that you would pay for any defiance and so would he.”“I will take her punishment as well as my own.” Muttered Vincent, his voice strangely even and strong; my mind instantly wanting to comfort him as I felt the pain behind his words. “In whatever form you deem necessary for our blatant defiance.”“You are in no position to negotiate SLAVE.” Silas barked viciously, though his tone became slightly amused with a sharp edge the next time he spoke. “If I didn’t know any better, I would believe you care for the witch.”Vincent growled but before either of us could react, the Prince raged my head to the side and violently pierced the flesh w
Victoria snicked, but it was Kanata who spoke. “Agreed. Her children will have great power.”Wait a second, were they talking about making me have children just so they could have one?! They are mad, all of them mad. I didn’t want any kids, hell; I was still a kid. Surely, they didn’t expect me to breed like an animal so they could sell off my offspring, like I would even give my children away if I were to have them.Vincent growled from beside me, but he said nothing, clearly knowing that he couldn’t argue with all of them, and my ovaries seemed to be something they were all in agreement with.Now it was Luka Caprotti who my head snapped towards as he spoke. “I have a male who would be a good candidate for her, he will keep her in line.”He wasn’t serious. He couldn’t be.“Agreed. The Octavian line will also contribute
“Luna is a sunlight witch AND a shifter.” Silas announced, and my heart threatened to rip out of my chest.“She can also heal a vampire who is on the brink of death from Diamond poisoning, something which Vincent can attest to.” Added Ezio, and I could picture the shrug he had given as he broke the news, acting a though such a thing was common.I had never been as afraid of silence in my entire life as I was right now, the various vampires of the room now all staring at ME; some in anger, others in awe, but most of them in confusion. I couldn’t help but stare at them through my lashes, I needed to know if they made a move against me, if I were to die, I wanted to see it coming. I wanted to be prepared for the final blow.“Does ANYONE have any questions?” Silas asked the room, breaking the silence.“A sunlight witch? You have not only broken the law by n
We moved quickly through the crowd, dodging the many bodies that filled the room, eyes falling in my direction for only a second; though I knew from the warning that I couldn’t meet their gazes. I had to play the part of a good slave. The prince stopped at a small step, his seat high above the others and ushered me to go first; my head low as I climbed it without hesitation and took my place to the right of the high-backed chair. I knelt as fast as I could whilst attempting to remain somewhat graceful, my head low and I clenched my eyes shut, I had never been in the presence of so many high-class vampire families before. The pounding of my own heart in my ears reminding me of how mortal I was and how easily they could kill me should that be what they wished.Even as I wanted to pretend that I was strong, that I had a special power that would protect me, I doubted that I would be able to take two of them down before I was swarmed. There must be at least thi
“I see.” She muttered, pausing for a moment. “Are you branded?”I winced but bobbed my head as if saying “yes” positive that my mouth would betray me if I spoke. I couldn’t reveal my hatred for Silas, what if he found out?“Where?” she asked softly, a pained glint in her eyes.I pulled down the collar of the dress slightly, revealing the top of the brand and the blisters that surrounded it, but again; I didn’t dare speak.She shook her head as if in anger, “My daughter can’t be much older than you, what are you seventeen?”“Fifteen, my birthday is in the summer.” I said as I glanced around, a terrible feeling that someone was watching us plaguing my mind, my voice barely coming out as a whisper.“Jesus, fifteen and branded.” She gasped in disbelief, “Wh
I startled awake, unsure of where I was, my head throbbing as I moaned in pain, my body tense and weak. I fought hard to remember why I was in pain, knowing that it had something to do with the prince, he did something to me, I felt different. I wasn’t sure what exactly had changed, but I was certain that it couldn’t be good. He … He had taken some of my blood and replaced it with his own to help my arm heal quicker, but he had taken too much; more than he needed to for the transfer of strength. I turned to look down at my arm, the flesh still slightly swollen, but as I tested my fingers and bent it at the elbow, I realised that it was healed, that the bone and muscles had mended.I stretched, wincing at the sharp pain in my head, suspecting that my body was scolding me for using up all my strength, I had overexerted myself and now I hurt. But that didn’t mean I could stay in bed until the pain was gone, after spending a night in the dun
Vincent nodded, moving to sit on the edge of the bed as Silas turned his attention back towards me, something which I had been dreading. I lowered my eyes to the stone floor when his gaze locked onto my trembling form, not knowing what he would force me to endure next, my heart racing within my chest. He lifted me from where I knelt with ease, quickly removing me from the cell before I even had a chance to utter goodbye to Vincent.We were both silent as he carried me back through the castle, back towards the elegantly decorated cell in which I would remain until I was needed. Once there, Silas placed me onto the soft bed, looking down at me as though I should thank him for what he had done. My mind pushed his away, I didn’t want him to know what I was feeling, and I certainly didn’t want him to hear my thoughts of him right now. That would only cause me more pain.He had been so nice in the early days, well as nice as a vampire