The lights of Tokyo began to dull in my eyes. I didn't think anything more of the high-pitched voices that used to amuse me, or the candy-licking sluts that followed me around like disciples. I wanted no more midnight views of Mount Fuji or drifting contests in the dark. It was these thoughts that rampaged through my head as I laid back in my bathtub and drank the True Blood that seemed to barely satisfy my hunger. But it was better than the rabbit blood I used to live off of.
I had abandoned my bloodlust nearly a thousand years ago, while the newborns were ravaging villages and tearing through whore houses I sat in the shadows, shaking my head and sipping on my squirrel. I couldn't thoroughly tell you why without writing a memoir of the first two thousand years of my life, which (though I may be immortal and have all the time in the world) I am not interested in doing even in the slightest.
I will share with you one thing about myself as of yet. My name is Elektra. The rest I am sure you'll grow to learn in the later chapters of this small portion of a greater autobiography (which I remind you will never be written.)
Now as I basked in the starlight on the top of one of the many skyscrapers scattered across this great land, I forgot about my past. I laid my head back in the water and sunk down, holding the breath I didn't have to take and going under completely. The water engulfed me and I sighed in happiness at the simplicity of it. While all the other affairs of a vampire as old as I were complicated, simple moments like this gave me a short break to relax.
That was until fate stepped in.
I opened my eyes under the water, watching the ripples and stars disappear to where I was somewhere else. I was far across the world now, in a place that smelled like beer and piss and sweat and drunken humans. But not only that, there were vampires here, and they were delirious.
I watched as they gallivanted down the streets as if they owned them, scanning my head for their names. I did recognize Russell Edgington, a vampire nearly as old as I was, and Salome, someone who used to be one of my very own close friends and that I was well aware had joined The Vampire Authority. Those two I could believe were causing this ruckus in the midst of such a large human population. However, I then recognized Eric Northman, someone I had much contact with over the years.
Eric had been one of my greatest allies several times in situations that no human would ever understand, and I had been his. He was a great friend to me, and his maker had been a man that I had loved ever since I'd met him. Though we eventually found our differences and I had moved to Ireland to enjoy my nights in the many pubs there, I still cared for him deeply. It had been nearly a hundred years since I'd last seen him, and seeing Eric's face made me miss him dearly. I had a quick thought that maybe I'd go see him soon, but it passed when I realized that now her vision showed Eric and his intoxicated friends were now feasting on a bridal party.
Hardly anything ever shocked me now, because I'd seen vampires go on killing frenzies before in my visions and never had I felt the need to interfere simply because I didn't care. But this time I was intrigued by the fact that these vampires seemed to be under the influence of some drug, one that I had never seen before, and that was rare. Vampires were known for their high tolerance of most substances and never once had I seen one so high they couldn't control their own bloodlust. Not to mention that Eric Northman was participating in this act of idiocy, and though he did seem to have many problems controlling himself, never had he gone this far.
And then I saw it, the thing that finally convinced my barely intrigued mind to butt my nose into the business of these rambling idiots. It was Lilith.
Lilith in her true form, rising from a pool of blood on the floor. That was certainly a sight to see, but a very wrong one at that. I had remembered hearing stories about the creator of all vampires, which was why I was curious. I had read myself in the Vampyre Bible that Lilith met the sun long before I was even born. Lilith now rising from the ground meant only one thing.
That these "Authority" members were drinking from the ancient vile that held the vampire mothers blood.
I gasped out in anger, water splashing everywhere as I sat up in the tub. Sensing my rage my progeny came running in, her curly red hair flying about her face as she watched me get out of the tub.
"What's wrong?" She asked me, handing me a towel.
"Come." I snapped, drying off my hair and rushing towards the door. "We're leaving tonight."
"Okay." Was all she said, because she knew prying any information out of me at this point was near hopeless.
I had lived with Morrigan nearly all of my existence. She was already over two thousand years old, and she had grown to a very powerful vampire, one of my most loyal children. We had a bond that couldn't rival even that of sisters, and I loved her more than my own self.
She followed me to my closet and picked out a few things for me to wear. I had lived through so many changes in fashion I had lost interest in it. She had given into to picking my outfits for me since her rebirth, and I had no objections.
"The Vampire Authority has failed." I told her as I shoved on a pair of skinny jeans. "They have drank the blood of Lilith, and have joined forces with Russell Edgington."
"I thought he had met the true death." Morrigan pondered, and I shook my head.
"Apparently not." I told her. "We're leaving tonight."
"I'll call for the jet." She said, moving to pick up her cell phone, but I wouldn't have any of it.
"No." I grabbed her cell phone and shut it for her, gently gliding it into the back pocket of her jeans before she even knew it. "We have no time. We must take flight."
"Yes, my lady." Morrigan nodded and I rolled my eyes.
"For the millionth time, literally, please just call me Elektra… or ma'am or something." I pulled on a leather jacket and my favorite boots. "'My lady' makes me sound so old and queen-like."
"Yes, ma'am." Morrigan smirked and I shook my head at her, before we both disappeared out the window.