Author's notes: Okay so I have written many fanfics and this will be my first blade fanfic and since I looove Dominic Purcell im going to see what happens with this. You can be rude or nice if you want I won't care.
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1.
We were rare ones, Eric and I, well he went by Blade now. He said I was the lucky one. My name is Tamara. I am a day walker but I did not thirst for blood. I did not crave it like Eric did. We were born together and separated at birth. Our scents led us to each other and he filled me on his entire life. How he killed the man who did this to us, to our mother. It seemed the vampires feared him, yet the humans hated him, but then again they never knew of any of our existence. It was midnight and I was sitting on my couch, in the dark, looking out my window of Chicago. I lived alone for many many years. I never took a mate. I couldn't date something that was deemed my food. I didn't crave blood, but I still drunk it nonetheless. I just didn't have the need for more. I looked at the cars parked outside in their appropriate driveways. My long black waves hung over my shoulders and just stayed there not moving. My tongue slid over my teeth lightly scraping against my fangs. Eric would be visiting. I could feel it.
Since I lived alone, I thought a lot and grew curious of things. Since I would be around for a few extra years I looked up my family's history. We went a long way back to Egypt during Akasha's ruling. Who would have thought a vampire would be my ancestor? It seems she had many children with human men and had half breed children. A vampire couldn't have kids so I still wanted to look that up and see how that was possible. One thing I did know though, from years of traveling and visiting my very old relatives who knew of my kind, they told me some things. They told me of our family history of how our blood was so pure that the female vampires in our bloodline's bodies could tell them who their mate was. How? Their pelvises would lightly pulse. I was never sure if that was true, but then again I never found my mate. When I first connected with Eric we told each other everything about our lives. I told him about our history, but he was more interested in his future. He stepped from the shadows and I felt a smile stretch on my face.
"You know if I hadn't been here all day I would think you were here watching me waiting to come out of your hiding spot." I said turning to see him standing there with a calm serious stare. He was always in his armor and wearing black pants and a black coat.
"I'm disappointed you haven't gone out today." he said in his usual deep, rough voice. I shrugged.
"Everything outside looks the same now a days. Since I don't hunt I guess I just sit here and watch the sun go down." I said getting off the couch and moving over towards him. He took a few steps towards me and then we embraced each other and just stood there. I could smell many scents on him. Blood from humans and ashes from the vampires he's killed.
"You smell like them." I whispered smelling his neck before pulling back. He nodded.
"It seems the more the world turns the more vampires show up." he said roughly and I nodded.
"Well you look good. That old man must be doing something right." I said teasingly and he gave a quick smile. Whistler was the man who took care of my brother, but he died long ago.
"Trust me you would have loved whistler." he told and I nodded.
"I know." I said and he nodded and a wave of silence entered the room making Eric look around my home now taking in the darkness of it.
"Still mixing blood with food?" he asked calmly and I shrugged and nodded.
"It makes life a bit more exciting." I said. I took blood from donating hospitals and would sprinkle some on my food. It reminded me I still have some humanity left. Where did I get the money to buy human food? I inherited it from my adoptive family after they died. Eric nodded.
"Look I have to warn you. There's some heavy stuff going down and I want you to be careful." he told and I only tilted my head.
"Heavy stuff?" I asked and he nodded.
"Yeah I've had to stick with some people to take this new opponent down." he said and looked mildly concerned.
"Is this vampire worse than Frost?" I asked and he only nodded.
"Oh yeah. Apparently he's the father of all vampires." he said and my eyes widened at his words. Father? That could only mean.
"D-Dracula." I said and he nodded.
"He goes by Drake apparently." he said and I looked him over surprised by this.
"You've met him?" I asked and he nodded.
"Fought him actually. He is strong and we are working on a way to weaken him. You need to be aware of your surroundings. Drake will use anything against me to break me and I don't want you hurt. Just be alert." he told. I couldn't believe it. The actual Dracula was alive and walking about.
"But why is he even trying to come for you?" I asked.
"You know why. Vampires have been trying to kill me for years. Now they are going one step higher." he said in a low tone. I nodded. Of course vampires would hide behind their first creator and depend on him for him.
"I'll keep an eye out then." I said. I couldn't see his eyes, but I could tell he was worried.
"I'm serious Tamara." he said and I smiled and caressed his cheek. I could tell he was not use to any contact from anyone unless it was hurting someone, but he didn't pull back from me.
"Don't worry big brother. If anything happens you'll find me. You always do." I said gently and he let out a huff of air.
"Alright. I will see you soon." he said and backed away before leaving out the house. I looked down for a moment. Whoever Drake had with them, they wouldn't come here. They didn't even know I existed.