"Mr. Northman you have been accused of selling V" The Magister said in a bored tone. His eyes wondered over the crowd with a faint smirk as they all stood with him. He knew when the time came for punishment they would all be on his side. Stood in front of him was a male vampire who stood over 6 ft tall. He had blonde hair and a muscular body, something a vampire could only have. This vampire wasn't just a vampire, he was in fact the Sheriff of Area 5 named Mr. Eric Northman, who had been alive for just over a thousand years.
"I have Magister" Mr Northman said void of emotion. A tone that was normal to everyone who knew him especially his progeny Pamela who had adopted the tone. Quite a few vampires in the crowd shuffled slightly at the tone. His voice held authority, one that was gained from the many years he had spent alive.
"You have no solid evidence that he did this!" Pamela suddenly spoke up, very loud for the deadly silence that had filled the junk yard.
"Pamela!" Eric almost growling at his progeny. Pamela ducked her head at the sound of her makers command. Miss, Pamela was only a couple of hundred years old, the command of her maker still strong.
"Even so, I cannot let this act go unpunished...isn't that fair?" The Magister said raising his voice. He called upon his followers who all cheered and whistled in agreement, much to the blonde vampire's annoyance.
"It is settled then, because of your age Mr Northman I believe you should know how to take care of your own blood. Therefore you are to make a new progeny for the one you stole..." the Magister commanded. Eric's reaction was instantaneous as the words left the Magister's mouth. His head shot up showing emotion for the first time. Anger first was shown which then dulled down to other emotions that were quickly covered.
"A new child" Mr Northman said as if it was a causal conversation.
"Yes...Bring her! "The Magister called to the vampires that stood at his side. But whilst he was being amused by Eric Northmen he had been obvious to the many vampires leaving his side. His followers were fewer than before Eric observed and all had left after the one before did not return.
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I breathed heavily trying to not scream out in agony as I felt my head, hip and many countless places throbbing with pain. Hearing his footsteps drunkenly stumble down the stairs to pass out on the sofa, a beer still in hand. He had come home drunk after work like he always did. But apparently I looked like her more than usual. Whilst cleaning I pulled my hair up to keep it out of my face but my father had a strict rule about having it up. It made me look like my mother which caused further pain for me, but I wasn't aware he was going to come home so early. I didn't have the time to fix my mistake before the first hit came.
Slowly pushing myself up, I made my way down the stairs knowing that he would have trashed the place before he passed out. This wouldn't be anything new but much to my displeasure before I even reached the bottom of the stairs, broken glass was already in sight. Looking past the glass I noticed the bin had been thrown against the wall therefore rubbish was now covering the ground. Disgusting I thought knowing I had to pick all of that up. It was at least 3 in the morning now so I couldn't hover, I had to do all by hand. Groaning inwardly I began carefully picking up glass into an empty bin bag I had found under the sink. But no matter how careful I was, I still came out covered in small scratches that stung to high heaven. I hissed slightly but picked up the rubbish bag placing it outside.
Placing the bag outside the gate I felt eyes on me. A sense that I had picked up from when Father was sober and liked to play games. I always had to be ready for it. Turning my gaze to across the street I found that it was dark with no-one in sight. Shivering from the wind I moved quickly inside the house but before I could catch the door it slammed. My body froze and my heart began trying to beat out of my chest. What if it woke him? My gaze stayed on the stairs waiting for him to come into view, waiting for his footsteps to come running at me. But after a whole minute of waiting I was met with nothing. I almost wanted to cry in relief but I knew I couldn't make a sound.
Moving into the living room I had just grabbed a beer bottle when I heard the creak on the stairs. No. He was awake! Spinning round I was met with him standing behind me, eyes bloodshot and drool at the corner of his mouth. His glare however was the main thing I was worried about. My eyes widened at the sight of him. Him stepping forward he grabbed the front of my top lifting me off the ground, which was easy as I was underweight. He threw me down the hallway, the wooden floors allowing me to slide into the wall at the end of it. Grunting when I collided with it I looked up as he began speaking.
"I worked all day slaving away to keep a roof over your head and you won't let me sleep!" He yelled at me marching down the hallway towards me. I instantly scrambled up forcing my legs underneath me, as I ran back into the living room to try and avoid him. But I forgot that even though he was drunk, he was fed properly therefore he was a lot faster. Catching up he shoved me so I hit the back of the sofa, bouncing off and hitting the floor.
"Ungrateful..." My father shouted at me beginning the insults. Yes my father. My father beats me. He stopped his insult suddenly causing me to look up to see a man was holding the back of my father neck. I hated my father but he was the only thing keeping a roof over my head.
"Tut tut and I thought fathers were meant to like their children" The man said before his hand suddenly came into view through my father's chest. I gaped completely silent in shock terror. I began to scramble back when the man pulled my father's heart out of his chest on the way out. His hand covered in blood dripped onto the floor as blood poured out of my father's chest. My mouth was open in shock, there was so much blood I mentally whimpered.
"Oh come on love, you should be thanking me and you will be soon" The man said before he suddenly was standing in front of me. I instantly pulled my legs away from him trying to make sure he didn't touch me. He was a vampire, no human could move that fast or have the strength to rip someone's heart out. If my farther could do this to me what could this man do?
That was the last thing I thought before I felt a very painful nudge in the head and I was out like a light.
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I had been in a basement of some kind for the last couple of days. They didn't feed me or even touch me. Just kept me down here. I'd heard people outside the room often speaking about random things but also about cases. I instantly thought I was in some sort of police station or court. But I was taken by vampires so I must be in a secret organisation being kept for food. Vampires didn't even have rights at the moment so none of this could be legal.
Laying my head on the wall I hoped to fall back to sleep as that's all I had to do. But at the same time I had slept too much and found myself too restless. Sighing slightly I stood up looking towards the stairs. Do I dare try and escape? These guys were vampires. Moving towards the stairs I listened hoping there was someone out there to listen to, to entertain myself. After listening for a hole 30 seconds I heard nothing. I slowly made my way up the stairs of the basement hope beginning to fill me. Could I escape?
Making it to the top step without the door flying open, I reached for the handle in amazement. Normally I could never get this far without someone coming in to shove me down the stairs again. Turning the handle expecting it to top mid-way due to a lock but to my glee it released, the door opening. They left it unlocked?
Opening the door I peeked round the door to see a few corridors. The place looked destroyed with dents in the walls, filthy floors and blood stains? Horrified I looked away from the questionable stain and moved away from the door down a random hallway. Walking around a corner I was met with random tools laying on tables and the floor.
Scanning the room I noticed there appeared to be writing on the walls. Managing to make out half worn out pictures of cars to make out that this place use to be an old garage. Scanning the tables for a weapon of some kind I hoped for silver. The people that took me were vampire's so I could protect myself with silver from them right?
Finding a silver spanner and a couple of light-ish chains I put one around my neck and carried the other. Right now to find an exit I thought leaving the room. But as I did that I locked eyes with a woman half way down the corridor. Freezing in fear her fangs dropped before she came raising towards me. Swinging the hammer and closing my eyes like when you did trying to catch a ball as a child, I hoped for the best.
Feeling the spanner hit something I opened my eyes hopeful to find that she was on the ground. The left side of her face caved in and burned, the skin was almost melting on her face. She was going to murder me I whimpered in my head. Quickly spinning around I ran down the corridor as quietly as I could but was jumping out of skin when I heard cheers and whistling. It sounded like there were lots of people around, they would most likely all be vampires. What was I going to do? Horrifying panic began to fill me which was turning into an almost unbearable source of adrenaline.
"Where is she?!" I heard shouted. Instantly I crouched down ducking my head at the loud sound like it was a gun shot. It ran right through me shocking me making me jump. The voice held full authority instantly reminding me of my father. My eyes watered and I trembled from fear. Instantly being on high alert I wondered why they wanted me. I was just blood they wouldn't hunt down blood they could get freely from fang bangers.
"How could you lose a human girl?" I heard screamed. I knew for sure they were talking about me now. I spotted a door at the end of the corridor and quickly made my way down it as quietly as I could. More talking could be heard but it was muffled as I could only really hear my heart pounding in my chest almost desperately. It was as if it knew it could stop very soon. Making it to the door I was met with a blur before a large male vampire came into focus right in front of me.
Gasping I quickly swung the spanner hitting him in the face. But this man he was huge it didn't affect him like the others. He didn't get knocked unconscious but he was badly burnt like the rest. He grabbed the spanner and through it behind him.
"You're going to regret that" He said suddenly reaching towards me. I flinched trying to move backwards but he grabbed the front of my top fling me over onto his shoulder. On a second thought I wondered why my ribs weren't screaming, but quickly concluded it to be the fact that the adrenaline that was currently so high on, was taking care of that for me.
Kicking this vampire's chest and beating his back just caused him to laugh at my pathetic attempts at harming him, a vampire. Then remembering the silver around my neck I pushed my body so I came off his shoulder as he held me up. I wrapped it around his throat twisting tight. I had an instantly reaction as he let go of my legs and dropped me. I quickly righted myself landing on my feet still holding the wire as he coughed and wheezed. My chest burned by my pain tolerance was a lot higher than It used to be.
Now I was outside I could hear a lot more. But that's when I noticed that I wasn't alone. The vampire had taken me outside of what could be seen as a junk yard. But that wasn't the problem. It was the hundreds of eyes that were now staring at me, fangs out. I trembled still holding the wire as I watched as no-one moved. Accidently catching the eyes of a very tall blonde haired vampire. He watched me curiously. Shouldn't he hate me? I was trying to choke one of his kind. Vampires began to hiss and growl as if all coming to grips with what they were seeing.
"Jake!" A woman shouted coming towards us pushing through the crowd. My eyes widened and I gripped it tighter and the vampire in my hold groaned. All you hear is his skin almost cooking like bacon
"Stop!" The man who I was choking said holding out to the woman making her stop and glare towards me. Her hands were in tight fists. I looked around waiting to see the eyes of my murder but no-one moved, but someone did laugh.
I instantly turned my gaze to a man who sat in a throne on top of a pickup truck. He was an old looking vampire. His hair was grey but he looked like the men who tried to rape girls in alley ways, like my father. I shivered.
"Quite the brave human or foolish if you think taking down one vampire..." The vampire said standing up now walking closer to me whilst still on the truck. A vampire suddenly run up to him and began whispering in his ear.
"5 vampires?" The man said loudly. Whispers began happening around me. I warily looked around me and caught the eyes of the blonde vamp again to see he was looking smug almost proud. He was confusing me. How was this amusing to him? Why would he be looking at me proud he doesn't know me?
The grey haired man clears his throat making the whispering to instantly quieten. I instantly turned back to the man who seemed to be in charge of this place. I had pissed him off. I was dead. Not like I thought any different. It would be either by my father or them.
"I would of thought someone like you would be hiding wanting mummy cause you were so scared" He mocked me and the vampire laughed and jeered. I tighten the wire making the man whose life I held in my hands choke. The woman who had been glaring at me this whole time growled. I jumped tightening my hold on the wire. The minute I let go I would be ripped away from him and my death will come. But would that be so bad? My mind asked me.
"Janet!" A quick command she was backing down by the old man. I looked back at him. I could feel myself being watched the whole time by the blonde vampire who seemed to have taken interest with me. Could I take much more? My body was trembling as some of the adrenaline left my body. Should I let go? Could I take any more of life?
"Janet here is very attached to the vampire you're holding there, let him go. We will let you go" He said with a straight face. I knew better. Why would I be brought here for him to let me go? For me to attack vampires and nearly kill another why would that go unpunished?
Looking towards the female vampire who was still glaring at me, I admired her determination sarcastically. If I killed him I knew the minute his body hit the ground she would kill me no matter the old man's orders. Then I would feel the sweet blissfulness of feeling blank. I could feel my eyes watering as my poker face fell.
"Like that's going to happen" I said looking straight at him to see his face change slightly to shock before my gaze turned to the woman. Who was watching our exchange angrily and once I locked eyes with her I yanked my hands in opposite directions. Because of the silver being constantly pressured into his skin it sunk the bone softening it. His head came straight off.
The reaction was instantly. Growls, hisses and running noises instantly hit my ears. I had enough time to see the disbelief on the old man's face before the blur of 'Janet' racing towards me before I was barged to the ground. She was on top of me punching me in the stomach a strange attack from a vampire. A fist met my face causing a nose bleed before she was pulled roughly off me. I watched as two male vampires pulled her off and disappeared with her before the vampire that kidnapped me appeared above me.
He smirked and before I could react grabbed my hair lifting me up. I grunted as the searing pain ran through me. No! She was meant to kill me!
"Put on quite the show darling" He whispered before he dragged me towards the middle of the area between the old man and the blonde vampire. What was going on here before I arrived? Why was I even here? The vampire that held me disappeared and I looked up to old man to see him smirking down at me.
"Hmm yes we chose this one especially for you through her documents, completely different now but oh well..." He rambled slightly to himself. I hissed in pain when I pushed myself up to kneel.
"My punishment Magister?" The blonde vampire spoke. I would have swooned if I had met him in a different life at his voice. Magister? What was this place? Punishment? What did he do and why was I involved?
"Since the proof is not completely full proof, you are to turn to this girl into a vampire" The so called Magister said. That's when my blood ran cold. Fear completely filled me. I didn't want this! I wanted to die not live longer. I turned my head to the blonde vampire to see him looking up to the Magister with anger.
"A nice punishment for yourself as well. You seem to hate vampires" The old guys said smirking down at me.
"You are to start to turn her here. One of my followers will follow you to ground, once you are both buried he will report back to me" The Magister said like it was a causal conversation. Tears began to full now as I heard him speak. I couldn't believe it. I never removed my gaze from the blonde vampire. He would turn me whether I wanted to or not.
"Start now I'm growing impatient!" The Magister said making me jump but got the vampire moving. I quickly began shuffling backwards shaking my head. The blonde vampire suddenly raced forward into a blur and he was now kneeling in front of me, still towering over me. He watched my face for a few seconds before his hands came towards me. I whimpered flinching back while closing my eyes. But I didn't feel the sting on my cheek as I normally did.
I suddenly felt arms going around me and pulling me towards him. I tried not to but this was a vampire were talking about. I struggled in his lap as he held my body and arms in place with one arm but there was still room for movement. He touched my face touching the bruises and cuts even when I kept flinching and turning my head away.
"Mr Northman!" The Magister said annoyed. This so called Mr. Northman sighed. He moved my hair and began to lean down. This was it he was going to turn me.
"No" I said my voice sounding panicked. But he kept leaning down and I soon felt his lips at my neck. I could see vampires leaning forward waiting for him to bite me as if watching an animal in a zoo.
"I'm sorry" I heard very quietly before his fangs were buried deep in my neck. I screamed at how roughly he did it. Vampires began to cheer and whistle but I struggled and cried as he began to suck. The sensation wasn't something I ever wanted to experience as I tried to wriggle out of his hold. But this all changed when my vision began to distort slightly. Faces became a blur and my head began to feel light, like I wasn't actually here.
"Please" I slurred closing my eyes as I began to lose consciousnes. As soon as this happened I thought I was finally going to die until something was being shoved in my mouth. A wrist. He was giving me his blood to turn me. Trying to turn my head proved useless as he just followed my movement.
"We have a new vampire!" Was the last thing I heard before everything went black.
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I woke quickly as if waking up from a nightmare but I couldn't see anything. Where was I? Moving my hand all I could feel is dirt so where could I be? Movement beside me was brought to my attention forcing me to freeze. What the hell was that? I felt like there was fog over my brain stopping me from thinking properly. Trying to breathe I was met with dirt making me splutter.
Wait. Dirt? I had been buried alive. Panicking I began kicking my feet and digging upwards trying to get out. When my hand met air I gripped the dirt around to pull myself out. I could feel the dirt that was slacked into my hair and skin making me feel even more panicked. How long had I been buried alive? How was alive? Who buried me?
Looking around it was dark but I was having no problems with seeing I was in the middle of a clearing. Hearing someone breathe behind me I froze before I was standing up whilst spinning around towards the sound. Standing behind me was the blonde vampire. Accept this time I wasn't as terrified as I was when I first felt him, I felt strange. He wasn't a threat I somehow knew that but I knew I needed to respect him.
He had been standing near the tree's which was over a few feet away when he moved. Within seconds I watched as he stood a few feet in front of me. In return I ducked my head stepping back waiting for the attack. For the familiar sting I normally had when a man approached me. But he didn't move at my action, he actually froze. This brought to my attention to the fact I could hear skittering of little animals, the sound of birds wings flapping. It was almost disorientating making me flinch slightly away from certain sounds. Footstep.
Footstep?
My gaze shot up from the ground to in front of me to see the blonde vampire stepping towards me. I made a noise of protest quickly stepping backwards his reply to that was a sigh looking down at me since he was so tall. I tried not to look into his eyes as much as possible.
"My name is Eric, I turned you" Eric said. I could see his hand twitching and a memory of father flashed before my eyes of my father's hands before he began beating me. He wanted to hit me I thought terrified before his hand moved towards me squealed out covering my face with my arms. He turned me. He turned me into a bloody vampire!
"I'm sorry!" I cried out curly my arms tight around my head waiting for the hits, but instead, I heard a growl. I tensed but I couldn't hear any movement so I slowly began to untighten my hold that my arms had around my head. Eric came into sight, he looked angry.
"You are my progeny and I will protect you" Eric said looking at me before at the ground. My arms were now back down at my sides as I watched him. He seemed frustrated as he looked down at me, more in a loss for words.
"You won't hurt me?" I asked quietly. I sounded like a broken child in certain ways I was. His gaze instantly came back up to mine and he shook his head before replying.
"Never" He said in a very strong voice. I nodded slightly. Not that I trusted what he said. It was just to calm myself not that I would relax with him around. He then laughed to himself quietly but it was far from being joyful from when I heard children running up and down the street.
"You don't trust me..." He stated. Not a question, stated. He knew I didn't, was it that obvious
"Of course you wouldn't..." He said to himself again. I didn't think he knows he was saying this out loud and not only in his head. I watched him curiously for a moment before I shook my head. I had to get away from this man, he was dangerous just like every man is.
"We have a bond you and me because I changed you, meaning I can feel every emotion you have while you can feel mine" Eric said speaking to me now as his eyes wandered over my face. He can feel my emotions? That can't be possible! But yet I was a vampire, humans thought that vampire's couldn't possibly be real, yet they are and now I stood as one.
I moved my hands to hug myself for comfort as I listened. Once he finished he looked at me for a response. I slowly nodded thinking that what he would want- agreement.
"You are my second progeny, a woman called Pamela, you will meet her when we reach home" Eric said taking a step forward. I watched him not making any movement. He didn't show any signs of attack at the moment. But I was on high alert. It could change like the weather. Wait home?
"Home?" I asked confused. He wanted to take me where? Didn't I have a choice?
"Yes you will be coming with me to Shreveport where I live "Eric said pulling a phone out of his pocket. I followed the movement.
"Go with you" I said backing up slightly. I was taken from a home that I was forced into for another one. Wouldn't death be sweeter?
"Yes your my progeny, your my responsibility" He said not looking up from his phone as he typed. I was his responsibility? I wasn't a child. Not much longer I thought numbly. Death was something I had thought about a lot in the past year as my father beat me.
"What do you mean by that?" Eric suddenly said taking a few steps towards me looking angry. Almost upset but I instantly discarded the thought. I made a noise of protest backing up slightly but he just took another step. If he wanted to he could reach out and grabbed me and that terrified me. I looked at him confused.
"Not much long what the hell is that meant to mean? "He said searching my face for something. I stared back blankly. Did I say that out loud? I swear I didn't!
"What have I got to live for?" I whispered before I ran. I made it into the forest surrounding us a few steps before Eric appeared in front of me. He looked beyond angry as I watched as his hands turned into tight fists.
"You plan to kill yourself, is that it?" Eric said looking down at me. I hesitated in looking at him. Why did he care if I did or not, he doesn't even know me!
"Why do you care?" I said so quietly I'd be surprised he would hear me. But he was a vampire of course he would. He was suddenly standing inches from me forcing me to look up to him backing away. But he didn't give me the chance to do so. He span me around so I was up against his chest. Fear ran through me just like it did every day of my life.
"If you think I'm going to let you do that your mistaken" Eric said sounding very firm and protective? No I was imagining things. It was like he was made of stone I found a great difficulty in even getting his arms easing up on his old around me.
"Let me go!" I cried out throwing my body around in the bride wed style he held me in. Trying to roll out of his arms everything but he was made of stone I was sure.
"You're mine" I heard said fiercely into my ear. This caused me to freeze as my eyes stung as fear over powered me.
What was he going to do to me?