Kiara's Story-- part 1
Authors Note: Peoples this is going to end up being a collection of stories
from different peoples point of view. Pleeeease R&R I'm already working on
a second part from Talon's p.o.v. R&R
Disclaimer: I don't own Midnight or any characters you recognize in later chapters (Adianna & Dominique Vida)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :-P ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I was walking back to my apartment after another fight. Someone else wanted me dead, and sent a vampire hunter to do the job. When are they going to learn that humans just aren't good enough?
My name is Kiara. I look about thirteen, pretty young for my kind. Most vampires look in their late teens to early twenties. I'm really about two hundred, still quite young. I have straight black hair down to my waist and tan skin. I am the only vampire that can change my eye color.
I was walking home and I saw Talon walking towards me. Talon is pretty much my father, or rather, older brother figure. He looks about seventeen to eighteen. He has jet-black hair, fair skin and the usual black eyes. I really didn't want to talk to him right after a fight. Pretending I didn't see him, I disappeared and popped up in my apartment. If he really wanted to talk to me he would come too.
I plopped down on my bed, and just as I knew he would, he showed up a couple of seconds later.
"What do you want?" I asked as soon as he showed up.
"Just to talk," he answered just as impassively as I had asked.
" Talk away," I retorted.
" You've fixed this place up since I was here last,"
"If you say so," My apartment had been exactly the same for at least one hundred and fifty years: A double bed in the back, and a desk in the corner opposite with a vase of black roses and a computer on it. "What are you here for" I was starting to get annoyed.
"I saw your fight," he said cautiously. I made a noise equivalent to a grunt, "How many fights have you been in lately?"
"Define 'Lately',"
"The last month,"
"At least ten, why? It's not like I ever lose. Any way, they come looking to kill me, and not vice versa.most of the time."
"I'm just concerned,"
"What," I answered in baby talk, "Bid bad Talon scawed dat his itty bitty Kiawa is gonna get hurt. Honestly, it's not like I'm a little kid any more."
With that he left. I was amazed that he let me have the last word. Back when I was human. When I was human He would never let me have the last word. We used to have squabbles like that all the time.
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I was brought to midnight when I was six months old. I was cared for by several of Talons slaves. By the time I was two, no one was allowed in my room except Talon and me. I was kept in my room all the time except for about an hour a day when I was allowed to go outside.
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This is all stuff that Talon told me about a hundred years ago. I don't know where I was before midnight. My own memories reach back to when I was about three or four.
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He taught me how to read when I was four. I remember reading all the time when he wasn't there. Once I was old enough to pay attention, that was almost all I would do. He taught me about the world of humans and vampires and after a while physical combat. But I was still only allowed in my room, and outside for an hour a day. By the time I was seven I started getting inquisitive, but he would always answer the same way, "When you've changed."
"When can I go somewhere else?"
"When you've changed."
"When can I talk to other people?"
"When you've changed."
"Why don't you ever answer my questions?"
"When you've changed."
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Back then I didn't know that he meant changed like from a human into a vampire. He was actually breeding me to be a perfect vampire. It pretty much worked. Most vampires have bad human memories like when their parents die, but my time as a human was completely enjoyable. I have only one known weakness, Him.
To be continued.
--Victoria Winner
Disclaimer: I don't own Midnight or any characters you recognize in later chapters (Adianna & Dominique Vida)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ :-P ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
I was walking back to my apartment after another fight. Someone else wanted me dead, and sent a vampire hunter to do the job. When are they going to learn that humans just aren't good enough?
My name is Kiara. I look about thirteen, pretty young for my kind. Most vampires look in their late teens to early twenties. I'm really about two hundred, still quite young. I have straight black hair down to my waist and tan skin. I am the only vampire that can change my eye color.
I was walking home and I saw Talon walking towards me. Talon is pretty much my father, or rather, older brother figure. He looks about seventeen to eighteen. He has jet-black hair, fair skin and the usual black eyes. I really didn't want to talk to him right after a fight. Pretending I didn't see him, I disappeared and popped up in my apartment. If he really wanted to talk to me he would come too.
I plopped down on my bed, and just as I knew he would, he showed up a couple of seconds later.
"What do you want?" I asked as soon as he showed up.
"Just to talk," he answered just as impassively as I had asked.
" Talk away," I retorted.
" You've fixed this place up since I was here last,"
"If you say so," My apartment had been exactly the same for at least one hundred and fifty years: A double bed in the back, and a desk in the corner opposite with a vase of black roses and a computer on it. "What are you here for" I was starting to get annoyed.
"I saw your fight," he said cautiously. I made a noise equivalent to a grunt, "How many fights have you been in lately?"
"Define 'Lately',"
"The last month,"
"At least ten, why? It's not like I ever lose. Any way, they come looking to kill me, and not vice versa.most of the time."
"I'm just concerned,"
"What," I answered in baby talk, "Bid bad Talon scawed dat his itty bitty Kiawa is gonna get hurt. Honestly, it's not like I'm a little kid any more."
With that he left. I was amazed that he let me have the last word. Back when I was human. When I was human He would never let me have the last word. We used to have squabbles like that all the time.
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I was brought to midnight when I was six months old. I was cared for by several of Talons slaves. By the time I was two, no one was allowed in my room except Talon and me. I was kept in my room all the time except for about an hour a day when I was allowed to go outside.
~~~~~~~~
This is all stuff that Talon told me about a hundred years ago. I don't know where I was before midnight. My own memories reach back to when I was about three or four.
~~~~~~~~
He taught me how to read when I was four. I remember reading all the time when he wasn't there. Once I was old enough to pay attention, that was almost all I would do. He taught me about the world of humans and vampires and after a while physical combat. But I was still only allowed in my room, and outside for an hour a day. By the time I was seven I started getting inquisitive, but he would always answer the same way, "When you've changed."
"When can I go somewhere else?"
"When you've changed."
"When can I talk to other people?"
"When you've changed."
"Why don't you ever answer my questions?"
"When you've changed."
~~~~~~~~
Back then I didn't know that he meant changed like from a human into a vampire. He was actually breeding me to be a perfect vampire. It pretty much worked. Most vampires have bad human memories like when their parents die, but my time as a human was completely enjoyable. I have only one known weakness, Him.
To be continued.
--Victoria Winner
