A New Wish
Chapter One: Beginning From Scratch
*I do not own The Chronicles of Vladimir Tod, or any of its characters. This is purely fan written.*
It was a cold December day, Tomas waited very impatiently outside while Nelly was helping Mellina with Vlad. The human nurse had just banished him from his own room. He leaned against the wall outside his room, when he heard Mellina yelp.
Sage sighed as she once again read over the crumpled note that she had been found with. The words were quickly written like someone didn't have any time to write any nicer. She could still read the scribbled text though. She didn't even need to actually read it though, she knew it by heart.
My Dearest,
I leave you with kind people, to hope that one day you are safe enough to come home. Unfortunately that is not the case at home right now. I promise I will come back soon. To whoever finds my letter please take care of my little girl and make sure she knows where she comes from. I have yet to give her a name. Contact me when you find a suitable one. But let her be known as a Tod, for that is her family's name…
Yours In…..
After that the short letter was unreadable. Sage crumpled the paper up again and slid it into her back pocket of her black skinny jeans. She stood from her chair and walked out into the hallway. Sage Tod was a small skinny girl, with long black hair, and ice blue eyes. She was wearing a black sweatshirt that had the words Bite ME! In purple cursive writing, black skinny jeans, neon green converse shoes, and loose white T-shirt, that had graffiti all over it. She slipped her hands into her sweatshirt pockets and walked into the kitchen. Her "brothers" were already awake. Four older brother vampires…What could be worse? Probably nothing. They were all overprotective and bossy, but they had their moments. Sure they had been alive for centuries, but so what? She's had enough life experiences for a thirteen year old. From order from oldest to youngest goes just like this: Jeremy; 280 years old, Josh; 200 years old, Nick: 102 years old, Riley: 99 years old, and Sage: 13 ¾ years old. Then there was Dorian. Who would never tell her how old he was. She couldn't even try to guess how old Enrico was.
Sage quickly slid across the wood floor the fridge where there was a plate full of blood filled homemade doughnuts. Mhmmm, perfect for breakfast. She heated one up and sat on top of the kitchen island as she ate the delicious treat. When all of a sudden she heard whistling and hollering outside. No doubt, they were back from a hunt. Sage rolled her eyes and slipped out the back door. They were all going to be in a hearty mood and today she didn't want to be part of it. They were always like that when they had an opportunity to hunt. She walked out into the morning air, (Well technically night air, but she was raised on Vampire time XD). Sage took a deep breath. They had been in Russia for a few weeks. It was really nice here, not like in New York, where everyone was in a hurry. She like it here, the fresh air, and all the snow and animals. She liked being around a lot of vampires too. Her brothers didn't like it as much though, in New York they could hunt all they wanted as long as they kept a reasonable count. Sage had never hunted, nor had she ever fed from the source. She had been taught how to hunt; she had even been encouraged to hunt. But something stopped her every time. Something just retched inside her at the thought of it. Dorian had said it was because she was special, and unlike other vampires she had a special connection with humans. Sage had never understood that, but she believed Dorian.
Sage finished off her doughnut and wiped the extra frosting on the knee of her leg. She walked through the shoveled path in between houses. Dorian had wanted to visit the Siberian council to talk about Vampire stuff, and Sage and her brothers were able to tag along. Although, Sage wasn't allowed into the actual meetings, she was greeted by many kind and wonderful vampires. She had read so many human stories about their perspective of vampires, they talked about cruel blood – sucking fiends. But they were all wrong. Humans were the bad people, the fiends. She shivered slightly. Slayers….slayers were humans. Slayers were murderers, blinded by lies.
Sage moved to a large log that had been cut to look like a bench. She brushed some snow from it and sat down. She pulled out the crumpled letter. She read it over, and over. She could only wonder about who her real family was. What did they do for fun? Where were they? Why hadn't they come for her? Her tears went unnoticed until Vikas came with a concerned expression. "Are you alright Sage?" He asked in his thick Russian accent. Sage pulled her legs up close to her small body and only nodded. He shook his head and sat down next to her. He looked at the note she had in her hand. "May I see that?" He asked, his kind blue eyes meeting her own sad ones. She handed him the letter, "Go ahead, but you won't get anything out of it. It doesn't make any sense anymore." She said in a whisper. Sage watched as he read through it with a perplexed look on his face. After a moment he looked up from it, "Don't worry my dear girl." He said as he set his arm over her shoulders. He carefully folded the letter and set it in both her hands and pushed her hands against her chest. "Just remember whoever wrote this made a promise to come and find you. Always remember that." He said honestly, looking into her eyes. Sage could only nod and follow him into the large cabin where a party was going on, for their soon departure.
Sage carefully slid her letter into her pocket and wiped away her slight tear stains with her sleeve. It would be okay. Perfectly alright. Eventually.
*Hello every one! Thanks soooo much for reading. This is my second Fan Fiction. Although my first one is still in progress. I really hoped you like my new story. Leave a review on how you liked/disliked it, what you think I could improve on, ect. Thanks so much!*