Harry woke once again in a bed with a stranger. He was tied down and drugged judging by the fact that he couldn't move because his body was so relaxed and that he had just waken up. The man was raping him but that was nothing new or was him getting cut up or beat or whatever else this man would do to him. He tried to focus on the man but couldn't. He felt a sharp bite in his neck and pain filled him but he couldn't scream. Nothing in his body except one thing was working.
"shhhhh..." the man's voice said as Harry's vision blackened. "My little necromancer, soon you will be a night walker like me."
Nightwalker? Wasn't that another term for vampire? It was an old term. He remembered reading that somewhere before but he couldn't remember where. His head swam as his body was abused. Who the hell had he been sold to this time? He knew he'd been on auction again an addict like him was highly sought out. He had a high pain tolerance and was addicted to drugs and was used to being raped and abused. His magic swelled inside of him but he forced it down but it burst forth surrounding both him and the vampire. It seemed that the vampire was calling his magic. The Vampire laughed and bit him again drinking deeply this time. Black spots were soon dotting Harry's vision. Harry had time to wonder how they were doing this in a coffin before he passed out.
Harry woke again to the darkness and tried to speak but he couldn't . He was drugged again and it felt great.
"Awake?" the vampire asked, purring in his ear. "It's the second night, my child."
Second night? Harry wondered, he was too high to think right now. Then they were fucking and the vampire was feeding off of him. Harry ended up passing out.
"It's the third night , my child." Harry woke to a voice saying. He blinked but couldn't see the man he was with. "After tonight you must die."
Die? Harry wondered. Oh, right the man was a vampire and was turning him. His power burst forth to meet the vampire as the nightly fucking and feeding started.
"Why are we doing this?" a female voice asked, Harry felt himself being carried. "You changed him now you are going to leave him...here...of all places? He's special and you know it! His body will still act normal because of what he is! We could use him! Why give him another tool to use against us?"
"Silence or I will kill you." the vampire said. Harry was being lay down. "Your name is Sin." Harry felt the name fill him until he thought it was his name and that it had always been his name. "Stay here until they come for you. They will come." Harry blinked and curled into a ball. "I will see you someday, sin."
When he woke again he knew that he didn't have any drugs in his system and was hatting it. He was craving bad. People were screaming. He sat up and a white sheet fell off of him. People screamed louder. Dead bodies lay everywhere. A woman started toward him. She stopped in front of him with some other people wearing badges. He wanted to smell her scent so he did. He moved and sniffed her leg. She smelled of lots of animals and vampires and magic like his own.
"Hello, there." she said, holding her hand out for him to sniff instead. He shook his head and backed off a bit. " My name is Anita Blake can you tell me your name?"
Sin looked around. He rubbed his head. God he wanted some drugs.
"Hey, " Anita clapped her hands in front of his face he jolted and looked at her. "Your name what is it?"
"Name?" Sin repeated, blinking. "I'm Sin." he thought, "Yeah, Sin...God, I could really use a hit." he lay down and curled into a ball. "I need something...bad..."
He jerked away as someone tried to pull him up.
"We have to get him to the hospital. " someone said.
"He's clearly a vampire." Anita said, "and yet I can tell that he has a power similar to mine. I don't think we should take him to the hospital."
"Then where should we take him?" A gruff voice asked.
"I think I should take him to the Jean-Claude." Anita said, "I'll bring him by tomorrow so you can talk to him. He just woke he should be craving blood not drugs . "
"Very well." the gruff voice said, "But how will you transfer him? "
Anita sighed thinking. She hadn't expected this when she'd been called. She pulled out her cell phone and pressed a button then put it to her ear.
"Claudia? " Anita said, " I need you to send Byron to my location with a master Vampire. We've got a sane new born who wants drugs over blood. I have permission to bring him to Jean-Claude." she listened. "Thanks, Claudia." Anita hung up. Dolph and Zerbrowski both stared at her in shock. She shrugged, "I can't move him myself so my-swell call for some back up with it. The sooner we calm him down the better and he'll need to eat. They always have rabbits and other animals in the feeding room. Just animals, mind you."
"Well, I guess." Zerbrowski said, scratching his head. "I was just shocked that you have them on speed dial and at your beck and call."
"A perk of being the Master's Girlfriend!" she tensed, Sin was now curled around her feet sniffing at her. She looked down. "What are you doing? You're not eating me."
"Smell like power." Sin mumbled, "smells good. Like smell. "
"Great." Anita said, sarcastically. She began strolling down the list on her phone.
"What are you doing now?" Dolph wondered.
"Looking for Byron's cell number so I can text him to hurry up." Anita replied, "This little guy is hungry but doesn't understand it. It's a very dangerous situation. He needs help soon." with that she was texting. She patted Sin's head. He kept sniffing. "No biting. "
Sin nodded. No biting. He didn't want to he just wanted to smell. Suddenly, a wrist was in front of him. He sniffed it and was soon following it . Power surrounded him. The blond man was leading him to a jeep. His power was calming and he was interested.
"Thank you, Asher." Anita said following the blond vampire. "I'll see you tomorrow, Dolph. "
The man nodded he was not happy she was leaving them the vampires but also knew that it was a sore subject between them and even he could tell that that little boy needed help. He began yelling out orders as they shut the boy in the back of the jeep and Anita got in the front.
"He is very cute." Asher purred as the boy fed on a rabbit. They had a tarp laying in the back and had brought food for Sin. "His green eyes, and that black hair..." Sin's hair looked as if it had only recently been cut for the first time. It swallowed him like a veil those emerald green eyes looked as if they could see into someone's very soul. "Hello, I'm Asher, what is your name?"
"Sin." Sin said, licking his lips of blood. Life sprang to life in those eyes. Intelligence appeared for a split second then vanished. " My name is Sin." Asher reached out and caressed the boy's cheek. "More?" Sin asked, "More please?"
Asher nodded and opened a cage he pulled out another rabbit and gave it to him. Sin happily bit in to it's neck breaking it and ate the delicious red liquid greedily. Asher watched in fascination. Something about this boy was enthralling . He just wanted to touch him, kiss him, do other things with him. Sin. Oh, yes, he could see why the boy had been given that name but he had to wonder if the boy's parents or Master had given him that name.
Finally, they arrived at the Circus. They take Sin in and to the living area. He sat on the floor looking around at all the people. Anita had forgotten that it was a Meeting Night.
"Bonjour. " Jean-Claude said to Sin getting his attention. "and what is your name?"
"Sin." Sin repeated his name again. "Are you my new Master?" he asked, "Do I have to do it with all these people? "
"You no longer have to sell yourself to survive, enfant." Jean-Claude said, " You do not have to sleep with anyone if you don't want to. You will be fed and taken care of. " Sin blinked at him. "Ma Enfant , are you listening? "
"Me?" Sin asked, looking at him. "I'm Sin, not Ma Enfant. "
Jean-Claude chuckled.
"It means my child. " He explained, "You are living here now. Where did you live before?"
"Don't know." Sin replied, simply, "here , there, with this person , with that werewolf. Locked in that cell, in this coffin, with that leopard,...you know here and there."
"I see." Jean-Claude said, softly. "So you are used to being around our kind?"
"Of course I am." Sin said, staring into Jean-Claudes Midnight blue eyes. "and before you ask I can't really remember much of where I originally came from. " he bit his lip in thought. "I think it was over water though. Far away over water cause we took a big boat ...and there was a mean lady who screeched at me a lot, and a whale man that hit me a lot and locked me in a cupboard and a big beach ball boy who liked hitting and biting me. "
"La Pauvre." Jean-Claude said, and gently petted the boy's head. "You will have a better life here."
"You sure."
"Qui."
Sin could feel dawn approaching as he was tucked in that night. they'd tried to give him his own room but he'd panicked. Then they'd tried to put him in a coffin by himself and that's where he was currently curled up . Jean-Claude was covering him up and whispering to him in French. Sin was then shut in and sleep took him.