Chapter 1: Red With Blood
There is no greater evil than anarchy
Sophocles
Vladimir's POV
There is nothing like the taste of warm blood in the morning, right before school. I could smell the fear of everyone who was sitting at the table, even Ingrid was cautious of me. Especially since Erin wasn't able to 'save' me a week ago. Although my father couldn't stop smiling, as if he knew something I didn't. No matter. Whatever he was planning, it would fail. Any plan he had against me would fail.
"Erin, sweetheart, you seem a little nervous today. Is there something you need to tell us?" I said with a smirk on my face.
"Do. Not. Call. Me. Sweetheart" she gritted out. I chuckled, set my glass of blood down, removed my feet from on top of the table, and then used my vampire speed to get next to her chair. I leaned in.
"I see you've finally come to your senses and figured out what everyone else has known all along, love. That the old Vlad is gone and that I of all people can not be saved" I whispered into her ear with elongated fangs and eyes as black as night. With those words I knew I was crushing the last bit of hope she had left.
"You're a monster!" Erin yelled jumping out of her chair. I laughed at the comment.
"Flattery will get you nowhere, darling" I said loudly and I zoomed out the door and to school. The next time she saw me was at lunch time, in an empty hallway. I was pushing her precious breather best friend against the row of lockers as I took a few pints of blood from her pretty little neck.
"How could you?" Erin sobbed out. I got to give it to her; she's a very persistent girl.
"I don't know why you are so surprised! I'm a vampire, this is what I do" I said. After I removed my fangs from the girl's neck.
"It's not just the biting, Vlad! It's the fact that your taking her will away!" she said. I used my vampire speed so that I stood in front of her.
"How would you like it if your food kept moving?" I snarled rhetorically.
"I wish I didn't have to do this..." Erin said taking a stake out of her jacket. I smirked. I took a step closer to so that her stake was right over my unbeating heart.
"Go on then. Stake me" I said. She tried, but she hesitated. She didn't have the guts.
"You can't, can you? You still care about me" I growled, emphasizing that infernal emotion.
"I don't care about you anymore" she insisted. I rolled my eyes.
"Who are you trying to convince? Me or you?" I demanded.
"Will she turn?" Erin asked all of a sudden. I pulled back my fangs.
"No, I didn't take enough blood for her to turn. Which reminds me, her memory needs fixing" I said turning back to other girl. Erin then walked off.
Erin's POV
He was gone. The Vlad I knew didn't exist, not anymore. He disappeared and was replaced by a demon who takes pleasure in the pain of innocent people. If he was going to be this way, fine. If he wants a war, he will get a war. And when the humans won I would drive a stake through his precious unbeating heart.
Vladimir's POV
After I finished erasing the breather's memory, the bell rang. I walked to math class with my bag on my shoulders. I went to go sit down in the back of the class. I caught most of the girls staring at me, which brought a smug grin to my face. They started finding me attractive when I acquired my 'bad boy' persona. I threw a wink at a girl who seamed a little shy. She blushed and looked down into her text book. I chuckled.
I thought the class would have been boring, but Erin sat in front of me. I had so much fun seeing her squirm at my words.
"You smell so sweet, slayer. Like roses. Sweet. Bloody. Red. Roses." I whispered into her ear.
"Shut. Up" she snarled at me. I smirked.
"Oh come on, Erin. I just want a taste" I whispered.
"To bad you aren't getting any then" she said smugly.
"Don't be selfish. There is more than enough to go around" I said with a cruel smile.
"Is this your sick and twisted way of flirting with me?" Erin asked. I smirked and started playing with a few strands of her hair.
"What? Don't you like my tactics?" I asked.
"Leave. Me. Alone" she gritted out. I chuckled and leaned a bit forward. I put my lips next to her ear.
"You better start sleeping with an eye open, slayer. After all, you never know what might go bump in the night" I threatened. The bell rang and Erin ran out of the room while I sat back in my chair with a satisfied smirk. Oh, Erin, didn't anyone tell you not to run away from a vampire.
Later that night I was drinking a cup of Aristocrat that got out of my father's blood cellar. I could sense Ingrid walking through the hall on the way to her room. She wanted to get past me without me noticing so I wouldn't cause trouble. For once in her unlife, she was afraid. I just smirked and decided to show her mercy. She'd come to appreciate this eventually.
That night I had a dream, the most delicious dream. In the dream there was a brunette girl running through a forest, a slayer. Her heart was racing out of fear. There was a wolf howling in the distance as the light of the full moon made its way through the tree. A pair of blue eyes flashed in my head. I heard the splatter of blood and then my own eyes flashed open. Someone was coming, someone powerful. I smiled a cruel smile. The walls would soon run red with the blood of the innocent.
A/N: I know I haven't updated on my first story and I'm sorry but I got addicted to this show so had to write a fanfiction for it. Will update for my first story soon and I hope you like this one.
