Ok so this is my first time writing a fan fiction (officially) and I'd really like it if I got some reviews about it. I will be writing more but I thought this might be a good start. But ANYWAYYYYY I hope you like it! :)
This FF follows the journey of a 17 year old girl named Leyha who's confronted with her mother's dead body one day and a mysterious woman who appears to be almost unearthly. She will eventually meet the gang (Lissa, Rose, Dimitri, Adrian, Christian etc…) but for now I'm just going to introduce you to Leyha the human girl who has something happen to her that she wishes she never did (ok yeah, it sounds kind of lame now but it will get better, PROMISE! Hahaha :)
I ran from my bedroom to the lounge room when I heard the scream. I looked down and stared at the image in front of me, trying to comprehend what was happening.
There, before my eyes, was a women crouched before my mother in what looked like an intimate embrace. It looked as if she was… kissing her neck.
"WHAT'S GOING ON?" I screamed.
The women turned sharply to look at me. Something sickly red was running down from her mouth, standing bright and noticeable against her deathly pale skin. She bared her teeth at me like an animal protecting her prey. She's beautiful and elegant despite the fact she has, what appeared to be blood, dripping from her mouth. Her canines were sharp. Her red eyes flared at me.
"Leave child," she hissed between clenched teeth. I detected a slight French accent. Her eyes flared again and I flinched. Something in my head told me to leave and to forget what I saw.
I turned around and heard the sound of a moan from the floor. Something was there… something was behind me… but I can't remember… what is it?
"Leyha," a voice moaned from the floor.
MOM!
I turned sharply around to see woman leap at me with lightning speed and tackle me to the ground.
"GET OFF!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. I tried to push her off but her strength was far surpassed mine. She bit my neck and I cried out in anguish before a numb pleasant feeling over took me.
I caught sight of my mother on the floor while the woman started to suck my blood. My Mother wasn't moving. She wasn't breathing. She was dead. The pain of her loss took over and controlled me. No matter how much this woman biting me was intoxicating the pain of my Mother was stronger.
"NOOOOOOO!" I screamed.
The woman was startled by my outburst and stoped what she was doing.
"The child doesn't like the touch of my bite," the woman said to herself, as if someone in the room was there and could join in the conversation. "Perhaps I missed the vein…?"
The woman moved fast and had her mouth by the other side of my neck within a second. She bit hard and started to suck at my blood again. This time the intoxicating pleasure that had overcome me before did not arrive and all I felt was the pure tortuous pain of her biting my flesh.
"ENOUGH! PLEASE STOP!" I yelled struggling against her to get away. "PLEASE!"
Again, startled by my outburst, the woman stopped again and looked at me quizzically.
"The child smells awful… did you notice?" the woman asked the air quizzically. "I smelt her scent on the birth giver but the child is definitely different. She smells like… I can't place my finger on it. What do you think?"
I struggled against the woman again while the woman waited silently as if the air was responding to her question.
"No… she is. I can taste that she is. She possesses no Moiri or dhampir blood," the woman said to herself. She was making no sense. What was she on about? I have two holes on either side of my neck that is making me bleed to death while I can't move a muscle and a crazy lady rambles on about things I don't understand to someone who isn't even there.
"I shall take her to Rofashil," she said in her strong French accent. "He shall reward me I am sure."
My body couldn't handle everything and finally just gave out. I passed out.