Blood Singer
The breeze ran through my hair and skin as the guards and my brothers and I ran through the snowy white covered trees and land of Forks. Bitter of the outcome to the decision of the half human/half immortal child I was on a rampage internally. Disgusted with my brother's decision I needed and wanted blood. Once reaching outside of the guarded lands of Forks, Washington to Hoquiam, my guards set out to bring food for us. The land here was not covered in snow. We decided to take coverage at a young couple's home who became our savaged meal. Heidi set out quickly to gather as many as she could. Disappointed with her supply we decided to wait out another night to gain strength among ourselves. We may be the highly accused murders of our own kind as well as others but we held dignity inside, consuming order and power without question.
The night faltered on and I found myself filled with boredom of our hideout and wanted to seek temptation on my own. Grabbing a set of clothing we took from the couple's husband's closet I set out into the dark. The town was small and quite eerie. The people held to themselves, unaware of anything oblivious around them but they seemed quite content with their rituals of the night. The town also seemed to be in a mist of celebration. Around me I noticed the signs lay out in every window, and pole and an overhead banner displayed above the road. "Congrats Grizzly Boys Basketball!!"
I chuckled at the display. While I kept mostly to Volteera, never walking outside its walls since the battle with the Children of the Moon many decades ago, the atmosphere and the climate seemed quite serene to me as I made my way towards the gathered noise and crowd that emitted uproars and cheers from the high school building before me, Hoquiam High School. I knew my thirst was building up slowly and of course the scents of the people around me didn't limit my boundaries. I could easily and without much thought eliminate the population of the room without much notice of what was going on. I walked into the gymnasium where the rest of the kids were gathering. Music blaring, voices overlapping, scents lay heavy in the air. Some made me gag as the floral smells washed over me. Shaking my head I made my way to the bleachers where a small area was cleared.
I took in my surroundings. The kids were rowdy, impulsive. Their ideas of life ran only on being superior to their peers and gaining more attention and downsizing others that know them. In some ways I found it intriguing and found myself smiling; anticipating getting my hands on an unsuspecting youth.
The lights in the room dimmed and people gathered to the seats of the bleachers. Slow music began to emit from the speakers and surround the room. A group of young girls appeared out of the side entrance, hollering and squealing with delight. The venom in my mouth began to build as I watched the group of girls jump and cheer along with the spectators in the bleachers. They looked absolutely mouth-watering. Soon my mind filled with different ways to scoop up my room filled meals. I looked around and found a young girl sitting by herself in the corner way of the bleachers. Several times I caught her sneaking glances at me. I smirked at the intensity that developed around her. She found me appealing. Her eyes showed that she wanted to get to know me and wanted me near. I looked at her once more with inviting eyes to show my interest right back to gain her confidence in me and invite me over. Her shy smile became inviting. I smiled widely at the unsuspecting little girl. My charms worked heavily against her and she was going to be my prey in a matter of seconds.
I got up my seat and made my way to the top section where she sat. Her smile grew wider as my approach came near. I swallowed back the venom developing in my mouth once more. The burn in my throat was building to its highest peak. I knew my eyes were at its darkest coral black at the moment. The thirst was taking over my mind and body.
I sat down next to the girl. She was as simple as they came. Typical brown hair was falling to her shoulders; blue eyes shining as if she won the biggest prize her life ever offered her. Her clothes were as simple as they came – jeans and a school designed t-shirt. She to me was the perfect prey.
"Hi." I spoke in the voice that I knew that drew her more into me.
She giggled in her annoying little girl way that I found repulsive and sighed, "Hi."
I smiled trying to sink her into my world, gain her trust. "What's your name?"
She shook with nerves, glancing at me. "Christina, and yours?"
I thought for a moment. Caius was an interesting name among the regular folks but I knew in a small simple town it would out me in a mere second so I came up with the most boring name I could muster.
"I'm Kevin." I replied. The name flowed out easier than I thought. She giggled once more, I slightly cringed at the sound again but tried my best to ignore it. I leaned closer into her, taking the sweet scent and warm of her blood flowing through her body. I knew that if I didn't move quickly that I was going to ravish her blood and taste before the entire room.
Her breathing became shallow as I crept closer to her. Her heart beating increasingly fast. I could sense the nervousness that she suddenly developed but I could also sense the excitement overlapping. She was sinking deeper and deeper into my trap. I just needed to gain one more ounce of her trust to get her to come with me and I knew what it would take despite the sicken ordeal I had to force myself to endure.
I leaned to her ear whispering the promises of overwhelming ecstasy and undying passion that only I could provide her. I knew my words were getting to her. Her scent became filled with the smell of sex, she was turned on by my advances.
The lights in the room darkened except for several spotlights shining about and echoed words filled the room. I suddenly became hyper aware of my mission and knew with the lights off and the sounds overpowering the room that the young girls cries would go unnoticed. I positioned myself at the base of her neck, the strongest point of her vein that was going to be my meal. Her breathing hitched in her throat. She gasped at the feel of my cool breath against her skin. I let my tongue glide along the spot where my teeth would sink in, leaving goose-bumps trailed along.
Suddenly another scent filled the air. The smell was sweet and warm. Entirely different from my meal before me. I couldn't turn my attention back to the girl in front of me. The smell was becoming overwhelming.
I turned and look in the direction the scent was coming from. In the mist of the crowd in the lower bleachers I caught the wave of the smell coming from another girl. Her back was to me. I inhaled once more taking the delicious scent in. The scent was a better meal than the one I found.
The sweet smelling girl turned around to the sounds behind her. She was beautiful. Her long black hair flowed like a waterfall to her waist, her eyes held a light shine of pale green as they shone against the colored lights in the room. Her skin had a light complexion that fit just perfect against her face. Her body was as average as they came but to me it settled perfectly against everything she held in herself. From the hair to the curves of her body, I was mesmerized. Suddenly my once captive meal was forgotten. I got up to get closer to the girl.
I found a good spot about behind her, diagonally from her. Her scent continued to wash over me. My mouth filled with venom once more. I swallowed back the excess over and over as I continued to watch her during the ceremony.
My mind was reeling. I never felt this way about a human. I sat there thinking to myself why I was becoming this way. There is no way I should be this way. Humans were infallible, mere dots in the world that their existence only fills one need to me – power. But this girl; this unsuspecting, plain, unknown girl was holding power over me that I never felt, even my mate didn't hold me like this. Part of me was hungry and raging with thirst but another part of me wanted to get to know her, understand why I am suddenly captivated by her.
I looked around at the scene before me. A small gathering filled with teenagers and families was making me uneasy all of the sudden. I ignored the burn in my throat as I kept a close distance to the girl. I didn't want to leave her.
Throughout the night I kept my eyes glued to her. Taking in everything about her, her laugh, smile, her playful personality. I gazed more into wonder if I could make her feel and be that way.
After two hours the party ended and people began to file out of the room. I remained close by her. It wasn't difficult to follow her as the smell flowed behind her as if it was only mine to take. The crowd was walking towards a bonfire nearby the fields behind the school. Music played while kids danced. The foul smell of food laid in the air. In mist of dark corners several couples of teenagers lay heavily kissing.
I walked around keeping my distance and my eyes focused on her. She moved gracefully among her peers, nothing seem to fault her.
I blended in with the crowd. The thirst in me was building, making me weak and wary. I needed to feed as soon as possible but I did not want to leave. I looked around, thinking of a quick possible way to get something to satisfy my hunger, but I could not find anything. I couldn't snatch a human easily in this gathering. I noticed a quick swift movement and sounds in the woods just past the field. Deer. The thought of hunting animals was degrading to me. I couldn't possibly be like those who were against our kind to mingle their lives with humans like this but there was no other choice for me. I glanced back at the girl. I growled to myself, frustrated that she is my reasoning to do what I was about to do.
I ran quick towards the spot of the unsuspecting animal and without another thought I sunk my teeth into the animal. Although the blood was warm like a human's, the taste was different, however not as nearly bad as the smell of the animal carried. I pushed the dead carcass aside. My thirst still wrangling. I spotted another animal, repeated the same motions. I continued feeding off animals till finally after my seventh deer I felt full. The burn in my throat was finally muted. Finally one less thing was taken care of and I could suddenly go back to the girl.
Getting back to the bonfire I quickly scanned her out. Panic suddenly washed through me as I searched for her. I found her sitting with a group of people the same age as her. I sighed relief. I kept myself hidden like a stalker seeking out its prey but there was only one difference – she wasn't my prey for food.
Watching her gave me a lot of thought, especially about the Cullens. The name was like rust to my brain but I couldn't help thinking more about their lifestyle. Of course I would never agree to become what they are. They defied every reason of what we were just to simply matriculate among the humans; they defy the laws that were held for centuries of time. They break every rule against us. But now my behavior changed. I've become what I am against. Slowly I thought more and more of how things were done for themselves. True its easier to blend among the town folks making yourself as one of them but I couldn't understand why feel the need to persevere human life. They were mere tools in our trade, but to the Cullens they were like everyone else with emotions that could easily love.
Sure I loved my mate but not in the way that I was currently feeling at this moment. My mate was just simply that, another person to stand beside me. I chose her for her choices, her ideas. They were in agreement with mine. We just simply remained together because of those choices we shared, but there was never any emotional attachment that I see the Cullens have with one another, especially Edward and his new mate Isabella.
I often thought of what a love like that could feel like, what it looked like as well. It never came to mind for me and I never sought it out.
Laughter broke me out of my thoughts. I looked up and saw the girl laughing and hanging on a guy. Sudden fury ran through my body. I felt the urge to jump from my hiding spot to tear him away from my girl. But I halted from action. Frustration filled me again. Taking the rock in front of me and pounding it to pieces. This human girl was holding me grounded. She was making me feel weak and indifferent. But her scent, her personality, everything was captivating me as if she was a drug to me. I didn't want to lose the sight of her. The scent from her was addicting and I only once ever in my life heard those words spoken about a human girl making a vampire feel that way from Edward Cullen about Isabella Swan.
At the time I couldn't understand how he could throw away his senses for a human like her who was the cause of all our troubles. I could clearly smell the scent she carried within her and she was definitely appetizing. But before meeting the cause of the troubles he spoke of her in great detail. Aro had no need to read his thoughts to know that he was in love and taken by the girl. His eyes showed that he would give up everything for her to the last drop of her blood. He would guard her to the ends of the world even with his own life.
I also remembered the words that Aro called her as she was to Edward " La Tue Cantante" ; Blood Singer. I swallowed. Was that is what she is to me? Her blood definitely was singing to me. I always felt at ease since I smelt her in the room. I felt a calm wash over me just being near her. I didn't feel the need to make her my prey although her scent was mouthwatering, it made me curious about her. I now understood how Edward Cullen felt around Isabella. There was no denying that I was beginning to feel for the girl; wanting to guard her, be around her constantly.
I looked at the young boy standing beside her. He was tall, about 6'1", dark hair. His arms were covered in tattoos ranging from many various designs. I snorted, how can she enjoy the presence of this man? But somehow he held her attention like he ruled over her. He had his arms around her waist. I had visions of my arms wrapped around those curves of her body, whispering things to make her grasp a tight hold onto me and not letting go. Strangely I had vision myself trying to kiss her. I wanted to hear her moan of pleasures and need. I wanted everything with her, more than what I offered my mate, more than what I offered to my brothers and myself.
I shook my head. "No!" I screamed to myself. I cannot be this way. Taking once last glance at her I ran in the opposite direction, away from the sounds, the frustrations, the fury, from her. I ran to the edge of the woods almost near to the house we were currently camping out at. I couldn't return to my family; to face my mate and my brothers, to everyone and allow them to see what was written on my face – I was in love and infatuated with a human girl. A girl that now I was eager to return to. This didn't make sense to me. How can one human out of billions and billions of them make me this way. I decided to take refugee at a nearby cave for the night. Thankfully tomorrow was not a sunny day so I could remain here.
I sat in the dark in deep thought. I didn't understand any of this. I needed to find the answers to these overwhelming feelings but I had too big of an ego to man it up and ask the one person whom I knew how this felt. Throughout the night I ran ideas through my head of meeting her, introducing myself. I wanted her to know the real me although our laws forbade it. I wanted so much to take her into my world. How could I ask for any of this when I am one of the three who entitled this law from the very beginning of our existence?
The morning light rose over lighting up the land around me. The air blew lightly pushing the winter trees around. I could hear the sounds of the land awaken as well. Animals stirred about beginning their day. I glanced over to the distance where the house stood. I couldn't go back. I couldn't erase this girl from my mind. All night anxiety filled me I needed to find her and once again give myself as captive to her, I needed her.
I knew I needed to hunt once more. My eyes gave away to much of what I was. I didn't want to frighten her but I knew I couldn't get my eyes to not be ruby red as they were now. I scoped around looking for deer. I found several more and began to feed again. The taste was bitter but I was beginning to like it. I walked into town after my meal and found a store that sold sunglasses. Keeping my eyes covered as I can I bought a pair from the questioned man wondering about me. I just ignored him and walked out. The town was buzzing about their daily lives, no leftover sight of last night's gathering.
I continued to walk through the streets of the town. I noticed many were taking glances at me for my appearance. I ignored them as well I didn't have time to explain myself. I needed to find her but the question was how. I began to now wish I had a special power like mind reading to find her as I walked around trying to inconspicuously sniff the air for her scent.
I decided to look around the high school where she was last night but nothing was there. I walked once more around the town determined to find her. After walking for about several hours I took cover from the rain that was suddenly falling into a small coffee shop and took a seat to the window watching the people walk by. I removed my sunglasses hoping the color of my eyes didn't startle anyone.
After sitting for a bit I began once again to smell her scent. I looked around but did not see her. I groaned. It was a small town and I could not find the girl anywhere. Sudden a small voice spoke.
"Can I take your order?" the young girl asked.
The scent began to fill up and the voice was recognizable. I glanced up and found myself face to face with my blood singer. Much closer to see she was breath-taking. Her eyes held the same light scheme as it did last night. Her smile was contagious that I found myself smiling at her as well. Her eyes remained embedded into mine. I couldn't look away from her as it seem she couldn't with me. I inhaled lightly, taking in the sweet scent once more curing my internal ache from her.
She coughed lightly and blushed. The look on her face was beautiful and I wanted to see more of it.
"Would you like something sir? A cup of coffee or tea?" She asked with her voice with a slight squeak in it.
I chuckled lightly. "Please call me Caius." I said to her. Suddenly fear developed. I had given away my true name. Inside I was praying that she didn't become uninterested in me.
She smiled, "Okay Caius. Would you like something to eat or drink?" She asked.
Relief flooded me. She didn't find my name unusual and didn't ask about it. I then remembered that I did not know her name. I looked to her name tag which was placed next to her perfectly shaped bosom. It stated, "Mel".
I decided I better be normal and get a drink otherwise I would attract more attention being a lone man in a corner.
"Coffee please. What is your name miss?" I asked trying to be as charming as I could but I could sense that she saw right through me and knew that I knew what her name was just simply by looking at the tag but I wanted to hear her say her name.
"Melissa but I go by Mel." She answered as she jotted down my request.
I gave her a smile that made her blush once more.
"Such a beautiful name for a girl like you." I said to her leaning a bit closer as I continued to inhale her scent over and over. Again my mouth began to fill with venom but the need and the burn in my throat was muted. I realized the venom build up was more for the taste of her body, her desires within. I wanted to be that man that did that to her, make her feel ecstasy beyond anything she ever felt.
She gave me a short shy smile and placed a strand of her hair behind her ear. It was then I noticed the dark purple spot on her neck. I frowned.
Immediately she noticed the look on my face and replaced her hair back over the spot and took off towards the kitchen. I felt unease about the mark on her which no doubt was made by the boy she was with last night. Anger filled me as I felt I should have stayed and stopped the boy from marking her the way he did. He treated her like a play-toy no doubt.
She returned with my coffee twenty minutes later, gave me a short smile and returned to work. I didn't object to this as I got the chance to watch her work and walk around. I became intrigue by her interaction with people in the shop. She was warm and inviting. Every so often I could catch her stealing glances my way. This made me feel good inside knowing I sparked her attention to me.
Finally around noon it was her break time. I was prepared to follow her where she went but to my surprise she approached me.
"You mind if I sit with you?" She asked holding a small bag in her hands.
Inside delight filled me as well as nervousness.
"Sure." I cracked as I spoke. I became embarrassed by my behavior but she paid no mind to it at all.
As gracefully as she could she sat directly across from me. She seemed nervous as well as she slowly removed the contents in her bag. She carried a small bottle of juice with a half sandwich and chips.
She seemed too shy to eat so I pretended to sip on the now cold coffee as I watched her with interest as she slowly indulged into her meal. For a few brief moments we glanced at one another and looked away without ever saying a word. Inside I was feeling joy and happiness for the first time ever in my lifetime.
"I saw you at the bonfire."
I looked up. She was staring at her juice bottle when she spoke. I could see her beginning to blush at the observation she made about me. So she did see me there. I smiled.
"Yes I was there." I answered her statement.
"You looked troubled."
I frowned at that statement. Although I was I didn't want her to think of me that way.
"I kind of was for a bit. I'm confused at the moment about some things." I couldn't believe how honest and open I was being to her. It came so easy.
"About what?" She asked gathering the remains of her lunch and putting it in the paper bag and set it aside.
I thought for a moment. How can I answer that question? My world has become turned upside down and I was breaking all the rules.
"Well just about everything. I am beginning to question my life the way it was before."
"How so?" She asked, her interest fully on me. I sighed. This girl was going to be the death of me and not at the hands of my own but my brothers. But I found myself not caring. I wanted to keep her interest on me so I continued to answer honestly as much as I could.
"My life lead a certain way. I made many big choices that affected many lives and I never questioned why. Now I find myself asking why every time I make a decision and never act upon it as I once did."
Mel looked at me in deep thought. For a brief moment I knew my answer made it sound like I was a mass murderer and in every sense I was both to vampires and humans and any other super natural being that ever crossed my path. But I needed to take my answer to another twist. I can't risk scaring her.
"I mean I've made choices that never seemed logical at the time and made them without barring out the consequences." I quickly added.
My mind was becoming confused. Her actions were making me feel regret that I've continued to do what I have since last night.
"I see." She responded. "So you are saying that regardless of all else of what you done before, you regret them?"
I looked at her stunned by the question. No one has ever questioned my actions. Of course I also never felt regret for them either. They were the laws that were laid down and they protected us for many centuries. They seemed logical at the time, but now I was beginning to see the other side of our choices and of our laws.
"Perhaps I do." I answered lowly.
She nodded to my response and continued to stare at the table before her. I decided now was the time for me to get to know her.
"How long have you worked here?" I asked directing the questions more to her.
She sat up straighter and answered, "About several years, on and off. I'm currently in college but needed to come home for a bit."
She looked a bit sad to her answer.
"So what are you studying in school?"
She returned to a slight smile. "Not certain. Just looking for something to get out of this small town. I perhaps want to travel."
I smiled. That was something I could definitely help her with. I traveled many places throughout my time and saw many glorious things.
"Really? I could show you many places to go especially around Italy."
Her face was fascinated with my offer. "Is that where you are from?" She asked.
"Yes."
"I would love to visit there. See the church, the displays. Learn of Michelangelo and Di Vinci."
"I could definitely show you many places and much more."
She smiled widely and pushed her long black hair back behind her shoulder once again showing the purple spot on her neck. I held back a growl. She noticed my reaction once more and replaced her hair back to cover the spot.
"Why does it bother you?" She asked me.
I shook my head, "Someone as pretty as you should not be degraded on the outside like that. The young man should learn respect to a woman like yourself."
She frowned at that, "My personal life is none of your business. We've been together for a long time now. I happen to like it when he shows interest in my body the way he does."
"Does he show interest in your heart?" I asked.
Anger began to cover her face, "Of course he does and since you seem so interested in my love life, he also makes me feel wonderful inside giving me the best pleasure ever making love to me."
"Are you certain that its love that he is sharing with you and not simple need to dominate you like you belong to him?"
She stood up from the table, angry at my words.
"That is none of your business!" She spoke loudly.
She turned to leave as I quickly grabbed her arm. "No, please don't go. I apologize. It's just where and when I came from women are treated much more fairly than I noticed you have been treated. You deserve much more from someone who knows how to treat you the way you need to be treated."
Her expression calmed down and she slowly retook her seat. "Why do you care so much?"
I took a deep breath. "You calm me. There is something about you that for years I never known to exist. I feel the need to be around you, protect you from harm. As crazy as it sounds being away from you is difficult."
"But you hardly know me." She stated. That much was true but her scent said everything about her.
"You are right but I would like to get know you, the real you. I want to show you things that I never have shown anyone else before in my life."
She seemed uneasy with my explanation but there was no other way to word it to her and to explain to her how she has been making me feel without looking like a stalker.
"You are definitely different from anyone I ever met." She stated after calming down.
I smirked at the statement. "Does that frighten you?"
She shook her head, "No. It intrigues me for some reason."
I leaned closer. "How so?"
"Hmmm, having to meet someone who seems less observant by everything around him; meeting someone who now all of the sudden questionings himself and his actions; Sharing very little of himself making him mysterious." She answered in thought.
"On the contrary, it's a bit more complicated than that dear. If anything I had been nothing but honest with you since the start of our conversation."
She froze to that answer, giving herself a minute to register my words.
"If you have been honest, then why won't you tell me more about yourself. Why come here?"
I swallowed. This was the type of question I wanted to avoid but if she wanted honesty then there was no issue with giving her the stretched out answer rather than the deep rooted truth. I wanted more time with her before scaring her away.
"I came here to seek out answers to some prodding questions that have disturbed me about some people."
"Why question what they do? Is it really any of your business to know?" She asked me.
"Perhaps not but they went against everything I ever knew."
"So? Are they happy? Didn't they ruin anything major in your life that would cause you to suddenly question them?" She was insightful, more so than anyone I ever met. A complete opposite of me. She was truly my blood singer, my soul mate.
"They seem to be. And no they didn't ruin anything in my life. I guess I wanted to see what the fuss was all about."
"You do seem the type that allows curiosity get the best of him and that could be a dangerous trait for you." She said with a smile.
"Could it be now? Or am I just one to want to know answers to things that never made sense to me or never will ever make sense no matter how I look at it?"
"Why seek out answers constantly? Why not take things as they come and accept them and not question them? Why lay rules out and expect all to follow them when they are really following them just through another way?" She asked question after question. If my heart was alive it would be bursting. Mel had no idea what she was doing to me.
"Do you have any idea what you are doing to me?" I asked in a whisper.
"I think I do . . . you are doing the same to me." She replied.
I sat back taking in our conversation. It flowed easily. It became natural to my unnatural life.
She returned to her work after the break was over but I could tell that she was distracted. Not by our conversation but by the sudden realization that she too felt different about herself. Soon I gathered her world would be turned upside down. The boy she claimed she loved will be no more as my mate and I. Her choice to continue her education will be cast aside as she searches deeper into our relationship. She has fallen as fast as I have and I have no doubt in my mind my world is shattered and turned upside down as much as hers.
She was my life, my soul, my heart, my blood. She was my blood singer.
Now I truly understood how Edward Cullen felt to Isabella. Finding that one connection meant finding all what I didn't know I was searching for to be found . . .
The connection of my life and soul wrapped into hers.
AN: I hope everyone likes this one shot I wrote for a friend of mine who is featured in this story. I found it quite interesting writing in Caius's view about trying to understand more about the Cullens having to face his own interesting turn of events. I never really saw him as evil as Bella makes him out to be, just simply raised and lead on certain assumptions on how things should be when you gain power and wealth but the question I asked myself was whatever if the situation was reversed? Could it be as difficult as Edward says it is having Bella as his Blood Singer and what would Caius do if he met a girl like that. My first instinct was that perhaps he would kill her knowing just how strong someone's blood is like that for a vampire but then I decided he needed to walk a mile in the Cullens shoes to understand them. If you like this to be a full story, let me know and I will see where I can lead this.
Thanks for reading!
