Hey guys! So this is my first Bloodlines FanFic. It was kinda inspired by another FanFic "And Then There Was Love"- Ivashkov's Melody. So check it out to... well, here goes nothing.
Disclaimer: Hail the amazing Richelle Mead for writing Bloodlines. This is all hers.
Chapter 1
I stepped out of the carriage and slipped a silver piece to the man helping. He smiled in return and carried my luggage into the Inn for me. At 18, I was the youngest female Alchemist in the field. It was my high tolerance for vampires that had gotten me here. Where was here exactly?
I had been assigned to a small village in secluded Pennsylvania. This particular village was referred to as "Court". Many royal Moroi and dhampirs resided here, close to their queen, Vasilisa Dragomir. I had been sent here to make sure that a village of so many vampires could remain undetected by humans.
"Miss Sage?"
I looked up to see a handsomely dressed human man behind the desk. I smiled, "That would be me." My smile faltered when I noticed the small puncture wounds on his neck and the slightly dazed look on his face. A feeder.
"This way, I shall show you to your room," he led me down a long hall and up a set of stairs to a more designed wooden door. He slipped a key in and opened the door, motioning me within, "After you, my lady."
I stepped into my room. It was dimly lit with candelabras and smelled slightly of roses and lilies. I absentmindedly touched the golden lily on my cheek.
"I assure you, this is our best room. Only the best for our most welcomed guest." His pleasant smile was welcoming, but I found it hard to believe that a town full of vampires would be so "welcoming" to an Alchemist.
He excused himself and I decided to make myself slightly at home. I opened the oak doors of the wardrobe and began hanging up my dresses. Just as I finished, a knock came from my door. "Come in," I called warily.
A woman stepped, followed by a man. To anyone else, they would have been perfectly human. But I knew better, the two were dhampirs, Guardians, judging by their dark suits.
The woman, dark haired, and exotic looking, stepped forward and extended her hand to me, "My name is Rosemarie. It is a pleasure to have you here Miss Sage."
I took it, a gesture that would have shocked many other Alchemists. "Please, call me Sydney. I beg your forgiveness but, you are a female guardian?"
Rosemarie laughed, "Yes. The schools had a difficult time refusing me. I am one of the best. I am guardian to Queen Vasilisa."
"Oh," was my sole response. Although, people often had a hard time believing the Alchemists had allowed me, a woman, into the field. We were often kept behind in offices to "protect" us. I looked over to the dark blond young man behind her, "And you are?"
He stepped forward and gave me a curt nod, "Edward Castile. I am guardian to the younger of the Dragomirs, Jillian. Unofficially."
"May I ask why you are both here?"
Rosemarie responded, "Guardian Castile has been assigned to guard you for the first part of your stay here."
"Would that not be interference to his guarding of the princess?
"They've assigned three others to cover her until they find you a more permanent guardian. Not all of the royals fully agree with you being here, so it would be in your best interest to remain protected. Guardian Castile is the best, after myself of course." She winked at him and turned toward the door.
"I will be staying in the room adjacent. Make sure to lock your door, but leave that one," he pointed to a plain door in the corner, "Unlocked. Feel free to knock if you are in need of anything at all."
Rose smiled at me as she turned the door handle, "I shall see you tomorrow Miss... I mean Sydney." And with that, she and my guardian left.
It was odd to think I would have an abomination watching me at all times. I did not have as much hate for Moroi and dhampirs as most Alchemists, but the thought of a human and vampire being together and creating a dhampir was disturbing. No one would ever change my views on that.
I walked towards the window of my room and looked out on the village. Vampires were returning to their homes for the "night". I sighed. I would have to transition to their odd schedule of sleeping during daylight and waking at twilight.
As the sun began to rise on the horizon I bid it farewell. I would miss the sun during the day. The moon and darkness wasn't the same as the sun and birds and light.
I washed my face and arms and changed out of my travelling dresses into a nightgown. I drew the thick, heavy, dark curtains across the window to block out the sun. When I blew out the candles, it was like it was night time. It wasn't the same, but I would survive.
As I tucked into the luxurious bed I finished my thought with an "I hope". My eyes drifted shut, and I fell into a dark and dreamless sleep.
Ok, so that really wasn't eventful but when is the first chapter ever the best?! I'm already working on the second but I'm open to suggestions! Please review it, I promise the next one will be more interesting!
P.S.—I'm sorry I had to change Eddie's name, but Eddie didn't fit with the whole 1869 theme!
Loves and kisses,
SupernaturalWriter xox
