Chapter one

Rome, 357 A.D

Godric watched a group of slave traders with hungry eye's as they moved through the dark forest. They had only 2 slaves with them, an older woman, and a young girl; maybe 6 or 7. He moved silently through the woods surrounding the dirt road. They were on their way to the city of Ravenna to sell their newly captured slaves, but they would never arrive. He had killed many travelers along this path in the last 50 years. Godric stepped out of the forest, barely illuminated by there torches.

"It must be our lucky day, another slave to sell." the leader of the group laughed, signaling for his 3 men to grab him. Godric smirked showing his fangs as the men approached. He shot forward, ripping the closets man's throat out with his fangs. He was dead before he hit the ground. "He's not a boy! He's a monster!" one of the men yelled running for his life. Godric decided chasing that one down would be a waist of time.

Godric walked slowly towards the 2 men who were still standing there, filling their hearts with fear. It didn't help that he was covered in blood as he walked towards them. One of them lunged forward swinging his sword at Godric, who merely side stepped. Wrapping his fingers around man's throat and swiftly snapping his neck.

the lead slave trader dropped to his knee's and began to beg for mercy. "Please spare me!" Godric smirked at the man's, who was now in tears. Godric sank his fangs into the man's neck, drinking enough to where he wouldn't lose consciousness. "I'm letting you live, just long enough for the wolves." Godric grinned, dropping the man onto the ground.

He turned his attention too the slaves, who were cowering next to the wooden cart. Without a word he broke their chains, giving the little girl who was watching him with curious eye's a wink. And he disappeared into the darkness of the woods. "How barbaric." A woman's voice noted. Salome and her maker had been watching. He found them extremely annoying, always preaching that Lilith bullshit.

"Only a savage could brutally murder his own maker." Aoife, Salome's maker, said, glaring at Godric. "Did I break one of Lilith's law's by destroying the monster who murdered my Mother? Fuck, Lilith." Godric hissed. Salome's along with her maker's fangs came out at the insult to Lilith. "You dare threaten your elder?" Godric asked annoyed, his fangs coming out. "You dare insult the Mother?" Salome growled .

Godric growled at the two, brandishing his fangs, becoming more and more annoyed. One on one he was stronger than them both, but two on one is never a fair fight. He glanced over at the horizon, the sky was becoming a light blue. Godric gave the two one last glare before storming off to find his dark damp cave his spent his days in. Godric cleaned as much of the blood from his face before going to sleep.

(This is supposed to take place sometime after Godric staked his maker)

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