I covered my eyes from the sunlight, and groggily pushed myself into a sitting position. Great start of a day, if you ask me. (that was sarcasm btw lol) I wake up to find myself in a park. All my life I'd been sleeping in parks, doorsteps, or any other shaded area me and my twin could scrape up. My arms were covered in scratches and bruises, I sighed at the sight of it. When am I going to stop dreaming about that?
My big brother (by a minute I might add), had a distinct look in his eye, obviously implying that he knew what my dream was about. How annoying, "not my fault." I said waving my hands like it was nothing. They say time heals every wound, but I don't think I have enough time to even begin letting me forgive or forget it. It was particularly shady out today, and it was definitely going to rain soon. I sighed for the second time today, it was one of those days I see.
"It's not your fault you didn't know." My eyes sharpened to a glare, this is not the topic I want to talk about today. Over the past fourteen lame years of my life those were the worst. Why did he have to dig up the past? If only he knew what really happened, then, maybe he would see me differently. Not so much as his little sister, more like a murderer. That thought made me grimace, he always knew how much I hated him scolding me. Yet he never seemed to stop. It doesn't help when I do things mostly on impulse. Really, everyone does I believe. Since most of the time in situations that really matter, people don't have time to think. They just have to act on the first or second thing that comes into their mind. That's pretty much my motto, and that I will never go down without a smile. Usually in a tough situation, smiling is the last thing your enemy expects you to do. Believe me, I've been in those types of situations, I know what I'm talking about. It really screws them up for a bit, unless they're an animal or something.
"I'm going to the bathroom," I replied not even bothering to answer his question. That would just agitate him and I more. So I picked up my old backpack that I keep everything I need in it then headed off in a direction that might have a bathroom. Which way should I go? Two roads split, one right, the other left. I picked left, they both looked identical but I'm left-handed that's why I consider it lucky. The sun kept gleaming off the road into my eyes, and the wind brushed my black ringlets from behind my ear. Causing me to huff, and push it back again. How annoying the sun is sometimes, I wish it would just stop being such a pain in the ass. Suddenly, like a fresh breath of air, the sun wasn't so bright anymore. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad day after all.
Two people on the right side of the street started yelling and pushing each other. Life is so dull, it didn't even interest me. I was beyond menial things, not like the girls my age usually are. People are just the same books with different covers; selfish, greedy, judgmental. Unfortunately I learned that the hard way, I was always the naive child. If only the old me could see how I am now. The image almost made me laugh.
The corners of my mouth tugged down when I heard this struggled cry for help. It sounded like a man, but I couldn't be sure. I looked down the small, dark, and cramped alleyway. What idiot would come down this isle and not be asking for being mugged or something? But the scene unfolding before me was definitely not something that was usual. Finding a needle in a haystack would be more probable. A dark skinned lady was drinking from a white man's neck. Vampire, that's what she is. I didn't even know they existed, maybe that's the way they want it though? Then I probably shouldn't be here, shit. Scratch the 'maybe it won't be such a bad day' speech. Just as I was about to sneak away, two more vampires came into view. How did I know they were vampires you ask? They weren't there one second, and with a gust of air, then wahlah! Two people stood there. The taller one had brown hair, and was really tall, like really, really tall! Holy shit man, he definitely ate his vegetables. His partner was average height (although standing by the other guy makes him look like a dwarf), with almost white hair, and both had bright, candy red eyes.
I paused, if they were vampires maybe they can hear me? My heart raced, and I panicked. One looked over here and I froze thinking how I would love it if they didn't hear me. He frowned and jumped back into the conversation. Not really a conversation, more like a verbal brawl. The tall dude was seriously going after this woman, he was growling and arguing with her so violently I even flinched. The woman hissed back, as if defending herself. Geesh, vampires were a vicious type I guess. But this was interesting me, so I just sat there like a patient little girl waiting for her desert. I smiled at my own analogy, sometimes I doubt that I'm all here.
I was really jealous, even when they're angry they're beautiful, elegant people. It would be really hard to chose which vampire anyone would want when they all are like gods. Ok Rihan, back on track, vampires about to rip each other's heads off. This is about the time that I should sneak away, so I turned the other way and tiptoed it away from the alleyway. Once I was a good distance I started running and laughing in my mind, which I scolded myself for. Since that was the whole reason I got caught. My shirt yanked back in the middle of a sprint so I jerked and hit my head against something hard, like granite. Two blood red eyes stared down into my moss green ones, so I smiled a cheesy smile. Hopefully I could get them to let me go, although I seriously doubt that. "Heh, heh, heya guys?"
"How much did you hear or see back there?"
"Huh? What are you talking about?" I officially got the worst liar award. Curse me and my non-existent lying skills.
"You're coming with us," the taller one hit me on the back of the head and I felt everything disconnect.
Ugh, it felt like a sledge hammer crashed into my head. I wish this pain would stop, my headache lessened and I smiled. Then everything that happened previously came crashing down on me. How do I always get myself into something? I groaned and sat up.
"Why is she smiling Demetri?" It was certainly the bigger guy that said that, so I opened my eyes to check. Yep, it was. I could tell from his deep, and loud voice. So Demetri eh? That's a pretty cool name if you ask me. At least he wasn't stuck with a name like Eduardo or something forever. They looked towards me, I pouted because them leaning over me reminded how short I was compared to them. Would I really die when I was fourteen? I haven't even had sex yet! I really started missing my brother at this moment, Ryan would be able to find out why I'm here. He can always make them tell the truth, I don't know how my twin does it. Although it's never worked on my, which I'm gratefully for.
"Now that you're awake we can take you to our Masters." Demetri said to me, he seemed a little sympathetic. They didn't smile or anything, I guess they don't have visitors that much.
The bigger guy came towards me so I shrank away. He sighed, "I'm not going to hurt you, yet anyway." I felt my eyes get larger, I'm going to die. I just know it.
"Felix, I think that was one of the worst things you could have possibly said." Demetri growled to him, then he picked me up and zoomed to two big doors quicker than I could comprehend. Well, christ, isn't that foreboding? In almost every movie I've watched, big doors is not a great sign.
When he set me down I was grinning like a maniac and saying, "that was really fun!" he raised an eyebrow and I realized I had already been taken through the doors and now stood in front of a bunch of unhappy vampires. All that is except for this one, that sat in the middle of three thrones. It was odd though, how one throne stood out before the others. Did that signify his importance over the others? Maybe they just didn't care?
I did a finger wave, when you wiggle all your fingers to them in as a sign of greeting. Then I smiled, might as well. The three in the thrones looked positively ancient compared to Demetri and that other guy Felix. The guy that sat in the middle chair had long black hair, with blood red eyes, and was very pale. The two others had blond and brownish hair. All were gorgeous (just as expected), but they all had different emotions. One was really pissed (for what reason I have no idea), the other he looked kinda….numb, then the guy standing in front was very happy. I didn't check out anyone else, these three interested me enough to hold my attention. Plus if I saw anymore vampires my brain would go into overload.
The guy standing up talked to me first, "come here child. Give me your hand." He held out his as if expecting me to diligently give him my hand. I glanced from his hand to him, my eyebrow slowly raising. Is this guy for real? My creeper radar was going off, why would he want to touch my hand?
I made sure his hand didn't have anything, "are you going to zap me to get my heart to pump faster so you can drain me?" I was actually serious about that question so when he laughed it made me a tad upset. My lips puckered into a pout, I just gave up and put my hand into his.
It was not what I expected or what I thought mind reading would be like. I wished he wouldn't see all the bad things I've done in my life. You may ask how I knew, but really if someone flipped through your memories I think you'd understand. I wanted to take my hand away, but it was like a force was making me stay. Dammit! That little mind reading thing sucked all my honor and pride away from me. Now some man knew all my secrets, and he didn't even deserve to know. When he took his hand from mine I stepped back and yelled, "what the fuck?" Everything else went silent, but I was too absorbed in glaring at the man that stood before me.
"I didn't know you would react that way to my gift, but it does not matter since you have no special gift. Demetri you may have her since you did not eat earlier." Oh shit, my eyes went wide and I looked to Demetri pleadingly. He wouldn't kill me would he? Don't be silly Rihan of course he will, he's a vampire. That's what they do, kill people. The only thing that confused me about this situation was that he didn't notice I had a gift. What does that mean? Would they want me to become a vampire if I had one? Or would I die anyways? Argh, so many questions but I didn't even get to ask them.
Demetri was in front of me before I could even blink. He bit into my soft skin on the side of my neck. I didn't expect that it would feel so good. His teeth dug deeper and I moaned, grabbing the Demetri's head I tried to push him down farther into my skin. Apparently he felt it too because he started growling and squishing my body closer to his. It was like sex, but standing up and being watched (although I didn't know what sex felt like, but I met people and they explained somewhat). The feeling was so great I didn't even notice anything else, except for a few sentences.
"Why isn't she dead by now…?"
"That's not normally how they act when they're being bitten. I wonder if…."
Finally it stopped and he dropped me to the cold marble floor. Blood was still gushing from the two holes in my neck. That's about the time I remember the fire crawling down my throat and into my arms. Scratching at my skin I screamed and hoped that this pain would go away, then fainted into a dark slumber.
Demetri's POV
I felt my unbeating heart ache for the girl. She stared at me with her pouting pink lips and sparkling green eyes. Sighing, with a flash I was standing in front of her. Her eyes looked into my own, and I could tell she knew she was going to die a painful death. Her eyes widened when I bit into her appealing skin. Within a few seconds something in her blood changed, and it was a great change. For me anyways, her blood was like crack for vampires; addicting and delicious.
She moaned when I dug in with my teeth, piercing a vein. The pleasure consumed me, but the odd thing was that her blood kept flowing. It didn't slow down at all, just kept running down her neck. I couldn't tell you how long I sat there drinking from her, but I pulled away with a gasp. We let go of each other, and she fell to the floor while I was still gasping. Her bright crimson blood still was pouring out, even though her cheeks were bright red. She looked as if she just ran a mile, not had most of her blood drained. All the vampires were shocked.
"Demetri let me see what happened." Aro asked, so I carefully put my hand into his. I never did like the feeling of someone looking into my mind, but I had gotten used to it after a decade or so. When he broke off the connection he looked to the girl fainted on the floor and murmured, "I guess she does have a talent. Too bad we didn't figure that out sooner so we wouldn't have to changer her so early. But I still have no clue to what her power is." He looked to Marcus and Caius, but both shook their heads no. "Alas, we will have a new member so it's still a cause for celebration." He heard a few groans, the men did not care to go to a ball. Although the some of the girls were smiling from excitement. How can they dress up, and put that crap on their face? He had never understood that. They usually looked good without it. Okay, some people it's easy to imagine why they needed it to feel great about themselves. But with vampires everybody's good looking so why do they need it? Ugh, girls confuse me anyways. At least I didn't really kill that poor girl. She's probably in a lot of pain now, but it's odd when I was changed I never fainted. It was actually keeping me from doing that, maybe it's different for other people.
"Look at his eyes, they're black!" Someone said, and I raised an eyebrow. Obviously that's not possible.
"It's true!" Heidi said when she turned me to face her. "Go look at yourself Demetri!" I did as told and my mouth fell open. It was true. My two normally blood red eyes were coal black, that's definitely strange. What was this girl's gift?