Cracked Mirror, Dark Secrets
Chapter 1: Embrace
I stood there, in the face of death. Eric, Andrei, and a group of other Sabbat monsters, stood around me, preparing to give me my Final Death.
In my last moments, I thought about how great my life was. But I didn't think about my parents, school friends or other human things. I thought about my new life; how one event gave me a family, friends and my one true love. And how it changed my life forever.
It started off like any other day. I was on my way home from work one evening, and was going to stop by my mom's house, like always. I want to go to collage, but against my mom's will, I give her half of my paycheck every week since she lost her job. My mom and I have always been very close, and I visit her almost everyday, to at least let myself know she's okay.
I pulled up in front of her house, only to find someone else's car beside hers in the driveway. I parked in front of the house, grabbed my cell phone and wallet and got out of the car. I noticed the front door was wide open and the screen door had a large rip in it. I ran towards the door and ripped it open, and gasped at what I saw. All over the living room were blood stains and bloody hand prints. On the floor, I saw the dead corpses of my mom's dog and cat. They had large bit marks all over them. Did a tiger escape from the zoo and come here?
I heard my mom scream and I ran up to her room. There, I saw them. They were hideous, pale people that didn't look like they ever bathed. The taller one looked me in the eyes, and my God, his eyes were blood red.
I looked down and saw my mom lying there, dead. Both of the men had blood on their faces. I started to feel tears form in my eyes, but fear pushed them away as I spoke with a weak, breathy voice.
"W-who are you?...What did you...W-what did you d-do to her?..." I was scared out of my mind and I was ready to run at any given moment. Then the shorter one spoke.
"Well what do ya know? The old hag was right." His voice was like nails on a chalkboard. And when the other spoke, I felt like my ears were going to start bleeding.
"Yeah. A nice young morsel did come. And you were afraid we wouldn't have anything to bring back to Eric!" He laughed a horrid laugh; the kind that makes your wonder if you're really in a bad dream.
The two men started walking towards me. I tried to run, but didn't make it far before they pounced on me. I felt a strange pain in my neck, and shortly after everything when black.
When I woke up, I was utterly confused. It took a while for my eyes to adjust to the light, but when they did, I wished I was blind. I saw dead bodies everywhere. The room I was in appeared to be made of cement, like some sort of warehouse, but it was hard to tell since blood was smeared all over the walls. I tried to sit up, but felt a sharp pain in my chest. I lifted up my shirt enough to see a long deep cut going across my stomach. I traced it with my finger and pulled away, wincing in pain.
I carefully sat up, leaning back against the cold wall behind me. I tried to stretch out my legs, but noticed there were chains on each ankle and connected to the wall. I found the same things on my wrists; chains connected to the walls. I thought back to what had happened the night before, and as the memories swirled around in my head, I felt tears building up in my eyes again. This time, I didn't hold back. I held my knees close to my chest, and laid my head on top of them as tears streamed down my cheeks.
I must have cried myself to sleep, for the next thing I knew, someone had kicked me. Hard. I would have flown across the room had it not been for the chains that bound me to the wall. I felt like my wrists and ankles were going to break from the strain. I looked up at my assaulter, to see a strange looking man. He was wearing tinted goggles- which was weird since it was night- and his hair was a bunch of little spikes. Like the other two guys, he was pale beyond all belief. He looked at me, then smirked.
"Take that voice! This little black rose is not so withered after all!" If I had not been so weak, I would have given him a questioning look. Black rose? Did he mean me? "Although this once white rose has been tainted with the poison of the larger plant." Wait, if I'm the black rose, then what he means is that...Oh my God! How did he know that-
The taller of the two men from before walked into the room. "Master, I found this juicy little morsel for you, just as you asked." The so-called Master looked at me, then him, and back at me.
"The many voices tell me that we should turn this black rose red. If we turn the black rose red, the thorns may not grow towards our other plants." I kinda knew what this psycho was saying before, but now I had no idea at all. What did he mean by, "turn this black rose red"?
"Whatever. Just know that Andrei is coming here tomorrow night and if this piece of shit smart mouths him, he'll kill it before you can say 'Camarilla Fuck'!" He nodded at the man, and grabbed my wrists, forcing me to stand up. Just as he was about to make a grab for my neck, there was a blast and a deformed humanoid walked though a newly-created hole in the wall. He was uglier than the guys who kidnapped me, yet I saw no evil in his eyes.
"So it IS true. I heard rumors that you have betrayed the Masquerade, Eric, but I couldn't believe it." Was this the good guy?
"Ah, the worm of Lady by the sea. Do you mind? I must paint this rose red!" He seemed to cheerful. Weird.
"Eric, this is your last chance. Let go of the Kine, and come back to the Camarilla, or Embrace her and have every vampire in California coming after your head. Your choice."
He put his finger to his mouth, as if he was thinking. "The voices in my head have all agreed that the black rose's destiny is to join the red. May her darkness fade away!" He bit my neck, but it felt different than before. If felt like his blood was entering me in replace of my own. I slowly faded back into darkness...
~3rd PoV~
Burtrum Tung watched as Eric had betrayed the Masquerade and Embraced the poor young woman. He raced after him as Eric picked up the girl and started running away. He cornered Eric, and thinking fast, Eric threw the young woman in the air and raced away. Meanwhile, Burtrum was trying to catch the girl and go after Eric but he was long gone by the time he made sure the girl was safe.
He noticed that she was quite young, probably in her early twenties. She had cuts and bruises all over her body, and he had to struggle not to suck her blood. Her clothes were all cut up, and her long dark hair was in a messy ponytail. Deciding she would be more comfortable, he pulled the ponytail out and carried her Downtown LA to see the prince.
A/N: This is my first Vampire: The Masquerade Bloodlines fanfic. I hope you like it! ^_^ I beat it 3 times, and I STILL love it! XD And I hope my character isn't a Mary Sue. I know it's hard to tell now since she barely said anything, but next chapter is going to be better(I hope)
Thanks for reading! ^_^
Btw sorry for it being kinda rushed. The next chapter will be longer, I promise. ;)
