-Hey Guys! Just an idea I wanted to try out. If you don't like it... well could you review and tell me what I could improve on? At the moment however, this is just trial and error, and for the time being, this will just be a prologue, if you like the prologue, and would like me to continue, please say so! I look forward to hearing what you all have to say!-
I would stay trapped this way for a thousand more years.
Or at least, that was what I had thought as they brought guns to my head and tried to mercilessly shoot me. I suppose they got wise to the fact I wasn't getting hurt from their bullets. Not once.
So instead they had me chained to a mast of a ship. It was certainly not entertaining.
Generations passed me. They all looked down on me. All except one.
A tall brunette by the name of Kuran Kaname, who saved me that day, he untied me and let me go. It was all in accordance to our laws. My fangs had sunk deep into the necks of any I could find to quench the thirst that had been clawing at my throat for decades.
Surely a Vampire would have been reduced to being a mess after having no blood for just under 100 years? Kuran had disappeared, as his job was over and done. I shouldn't have repaid him like I did.
I should not have killed nearly every person in town when I had been set free.
Then again, they should not have tied me to the mast in the first place. I never saw him again after that day.
But that, that was just the beginning of my life of hardships.
My brother had caught up to me when I reached the White Cliffs, he saw the blood clinging to my dusty clothes. I had stayed tied to a mast for about 5 decades after all. Who knew wood could last that long?
My fingers clawed at his neck desperately, my undeniable thirst, was somewhat quenched, yet I could feel it rising rapidly. My fangs ripped through his skin, allowing my tongue to lap up the blood hastily. I could hear it dripping down my throat into the empty crevices of my stomach. He could hear me gingerly gulping down his blood: his strong, musky blood. The blood that had kept me alive that day, about 5 years back. Yet, I was still determined to find Kuran Kaname to thank him for it, even now.
I looked at my brother at that very moment, his body was draped in the same blanket that I had kicked off in my haste for the blood tablet. It was unheard of for a Pureblood Vampire such as myself, to refuse them. My brother was my lifeline; I just insisted that he wasn't and took the blood tablets anyway.
Once again our mansion was silent, aside from Rafael's loud snores. I tiptoed towards the door down the hall, leaving my brother to roll over into the blanket and steal it away. Only a handful knew of us. We are both Purebloods, betrothed to each other by our own parents, who were also siblings.
You see, there are not many Purebloods left in this world, therefore there is this problem of who would continue the chain. This is were sibling marriages come in. At first I thought the idea was atrocious, my brother was my best friend, I didn't really fancy the idea of him becoming my husband; to him, the situation was the same. Our parents aren't around us anymore, so I guess we now had the choice of whether or not to get married. However, in order to avoid extinction in Purebloods, we had decided that we had to, no matter how repulsing the idea sounded to me every time I replayed the decision in my head.
I shook as a cold draft blew in from the open window next to me, I could still hear my brother's snores and his occasional movement. What I could not hear is the shackles that had bounded me to this life- the blood red shackles that caused every Pureblood such as myself, to live life this way.
Creeping my way towards the front door, I was about to run, to find the one that had salvaged me off the boat, when I felt a hand on my shoulder.
I turned seeing Freddie. He gave me a warning look before letting my skinny shoulder slide, he looked into my blood red eyes (I knew they were, I could sense it), with his own amber ones.
"Tessa. I would advise against you leaving again. Master Raf-" He started, but he never finished. He had seen the will in my eyes. The will to find the one that I desired the most, and being a Pureblood, it gave him reassurance but also worry towards the very same concept.
My mind and body tore away from the mansion, leaving my whole world behind, just to find that one who had brought me to salvation. To freedom.
Little did I know, this was just the start of the events that had been set in the stone that is history, for as long as the earth stood. Both world's were about to come crashing down. And I was going to be at the center of it all.
And I wasn't prepared for it at all.
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