Samira's POV:
I walked out of a shop trailing behind the man I looked up to. "Man Peter, you walk fast." I panted as I trotted to catch up with him. Peter chuckled and smiled fondly down at me. "Well then catch up." He said with a low laugh. He had been much happier as of late although I'm still not entirely sure why. I figured it had something to do with his new friend Charley Brewster.
It had been three years since Peter had taken me in after my cousin was murdered. He wouldn't tell me how only that it was brutal and he couldn't save her. I had accepted that and come to peace with it for the most part. Ginger had been the only family I had left. My parents separated when I was only an infant. I never knew my father. My mother raised me with the help of her younger sister and their parents. I was never all that close to Ginger and her side of the family. That is until the accident. One day in the few weeks before I turned 5, I had gone down the street for a friend's birthday party. When I came home my house was on fire. Apparently a gas pipe broke and no one had realized it, that is until it was too late. The fire left no survivors and I only had one living relative that I knew of, my mother's older brother. That was the first time I met Ginger. She was 14, 9 and a half years older than me at the time. Somehow we clicked immediately. When she was 21 she moved out and asked if I wanted to come along with her. I had said yes and after that Ginger took care of me. We spent 6 years living together then she moved in with Peter. She left me her old apartment telling me not to worry that she would pay for it while I still resided there.
I looked away from the man who I admired and had a crush on to watch where I was walking. We were almost back to his apartment when I felt someone was following us. I shrugged it off and told myself I was being silly. IIt's probably some press idiot trying to get the scoop on us./I I thought to myself. I felt better once we were inside however. I put the groceries away while Peter checked the mail. I bit my lip as I watched him saunter around the apartment, his hips swinging in that cocky way of his.
Peter disappeared into the apartment somewhere. I sighed. "I see what you saw in him, Ginger." I said under my breath. I could almost hear her laugh and it made me smile. "Put those groceries away yet?" Peter asked popping his head around the corner. I jumped and dropped the jar of apricot jam that I had been holding. It shattered on the floor. I reached down to clean it up but I cut myself on a piece of glass. "Ah damnit." I hissed. I didn't do well with blood. It made me dizzy when someone was bleeding around me.
Peter came over to me and picked up a kitchen rag and wrapped it around my hand. I couldn't help but blush as he did so. After he cleaned the wound he looked at it to make sure no small little shards of glass were in the wound. "You gotta be more careful." Peter said smiling down at me. I blushed a little more and looked up at him. He was at least 14 years older than me and I knew it was probably not the smartest thing to be crushing on him but I couldn't help myself.
Peter looked at me and met my gaze. He still blamed himself for losing Ginger this I could tell but I needed him to know I didn't. Before I knew what I was doing my lips where on his. Peter stiffened against me and I blushed and broke away and looked down. "I'm sorry I'll clean this up." I said taking my hand back which had now stopped bleeding. I had always been a fast healer although no one really knew why. Peter nodded. "Yeah that'll be good." He said hoarsely and retreated to the living room.
Peter's POV:
I busied myself with anything I could think of to try not to think about Ginger's little cousin kissing me. II can't believe she kissed me./I I thought to myself. I was a bit freaked out by the fact she had kissed me. But I also couldn't help but feel slightly hot under the belt buckle as well. I still haven't told her that there might have been a chance I could have saved Ginger and couldn't help but feel guilty that I could have saved her but didn't.
"Do you want me to cook tonight?" I heard Samira call from the kitchen. I thought for a moment then replied. "No I'll make it. Don't want you to get clumsy and hurt yourself again." I called back my smile showing in my voice. I chuckled as she stuck her head out of the kitchen and stuck her tongue out at me. I cared a lot about this kid although I wasn't entirely sure why I did.
After dinner I went to go practice my new show leaving Samira alone in the apartment. I assumed she would be safe since the vampire hunting me was dead. Oh how wrong I had been. When I returned I found a few things scattered around the apartment and glass everywhere from the broken cases of weapons. It was all coming back to me in a flood of panic. I'd seen my apartment like this before, the night I lost Ginger, the night IHe/I came back into my life although I hadn't known it was him at the time. I raced through the apartment hoping that she had hidden somewhere. Then I found her.
"Hello again Peter." Jerry said grinning wickedly. I watched as he stroked Samira's shaking body. She was scared and so was I, but I had to be strong or at least try for Samira's sake. I tried to keep myself strong and prayed that Jerry couldn't hear my knees knocking together. "How can you be.." I started to ask. "How can I be alive?" Jerry asked with a grin showing his pointed k-nines. He shrugged and took a deep breath of the scent in the air. "Mmm your fear.. the combination is better than I would have ever thought." Jerry murmured. Samira whimpered as he leaned in and prepared to bite her neck. I tried frantically to think of something, then it came to me. I reached out and grabbed a stake from one of the broken cases. Before I could think I ran at the vampire I had been running from all my life.
Jerry growled and twisted his body so he could defend himself from me without letting go of Samira. I lunged and attempted to force the stake into Jerry's chest but he dodged me. I ran at him again and got close this time. I stabbed him but he moved just before I drove the wood into him causing it to get driven into his shoulder instead of his heart. He howled in pain and let go of Samira as he reached to pull the wood from his wound.
Samira's POV:
I stumbled having lost by footing from being let go so suddenly. I watched in horror as Peter flew across the room and hit the wall hard. "Peter!" I shouted my voice filled with fear and dread as I saw the indent his body had made in the wall. I ran over to him to check if he was bleeding, luckily he wasn't but he was out cold.
I was too concerned with Peter to hear the vampire behind me move. I turned and ran at him my eyes filled with rage. I hit him with my fists. "You bastard! How dare you come in here and do this!" I snarled. He chuckled and grabbed me. "You've got spunk kid." He said with a rough bark of laughter. I blushed a little at the tone of his voice but quickly got control over myself and started punching him again. "Let me go you bastard! Let me go!" I screamed.
"Trust me you'll like what I'm going to do to you." The vampire purred his face sporting a grin that made me shiver and feel slightly violated. I couldn't help but blush. I heard a rumble of laughter come from deep in his throat, it sounded similar to a growl to my ears. He bent down and kissed my neck. I began to struggle frantically and he growled as if warning me to stop. "Don't make me have to hurt you." He hissed but I only struggled harder.
I knew he could tell I liked this on some level although I would never admit it, not even to myself. "Who the hell do you think you are?" I snarled my eyes flashing with anger when I saw his ink over I freaked out. I turned and tried to run for the door. He let me go only to rush after me again. He was toying with me and I knew it.
He laughed and smirked down at me. "I think I'm the vampire that got your dear Peter started in the occult profession." He said. My heart was pounding in my chest and all I could think was how much I wanted Peter to come save me. "You must be special if dear Peter would face me alone just to save you. After all he didn't find that courage when it came to save your cousin." He went on. I shivered. How could this vampire know so much about me?
"You see I've been curious about you ever since I heard Peter had taken in a ward." Jerry went on. "So I've had my children watching you for me to find out more about you." He pulled me over to the elevator as he spoke. When the elevator got to the penthouse floor it opened to reveal two young boys standing there. They seemed to smile when they saw Jerry which made me automatically know they weren't going to help me.
"Man she must be important if Jerry wanted Ius/I to come and assist." Said the shorter more geeky of the two with a chuckle. The tall boy with shaggy hair nodded and smirked a bit. I swallowed and turned to run back into the safety of the big apartment. Jerry chuckled and shoved me into the elevator with the two waiting boys. The next thing I knew was something black was blocking my vision and something was tied around, gagging my mouth.
I could feel the aura of the three vampires moving around me. They stayed quiet as we rode down to what I assumed was the underground garage. The head vampire led me forward and shoved me into the back seat of a car. I heard muffled sounds as the head vampire told the two boys something. I couldn't make out what they were saying through the car door.
The silent one of the two boys slid into the back seat next to me and the other slid into the passenger seat in the front. Jerry climbed into the driver's seat and with a screech of tires the truck speed off. I felt the boy next to me watching me even though I could not see him. "Do you like her Adam?" Asked the nerdy boy in the front seat. I felt him turn and look to face us in the back seat. The boy next to me looked away from me and toward the other boy. "She's pretty." The boy next to me said his voice soft and almost shy. The nerdy boy nodded although this I could not see. Jerry chuckled. "Yes she is." He said with a laugh.
I reached up and carefully undid the gag around my mouth once it fell away then tried to remove the thing from my eyes but the boy next to me snarled and grabbed my hands. "Let go of me." I snapped trying to break free of his grip.
Before anyone could answer the truck stopped and I was pulled from the backseat by what I guessed was Jerry's hand. I could hear the two boys trailing behind us. I stumbled up a set of stairs and was shoved into a room. I heard the boys retreat into the house somewhere but I didn't hear Jerry move. This unnerved me a little. I quickly took off my blindfold and surveyed my surroundings. Jerry hid from my view behind me. I could feel his presence in the room and I whirled around to look at him.
He chuckled and looked at me his appearance a bit more normal then before. "There's something different about you, isn't there?" He asked me in a low voice. He came closer and my heart began to race.
"You were meant for this." He murmured gesturing to the room around me. I was speechless. I could neither confirm nor deny him, mainly because I knew he was right. He made a grab for me and I kneed him hard in the balls. He groaned and doubled over taking a step back as he lost a bit of his balance. I turned and made a mad dash for the door but I was too slow for him. I could tell I made him pissed. He grabbed my arm firmly with one hand and yanked my hair with the other exposing my neck to him.
"You'll see it my way soon." he snarled. "Too bad Peter's losing his little toy though. Although I guess it works seeing as he lost his last one to me as well." he leaned in and sniffed the air near me. "What a delicious morsel you'll make for my Ed." he purred.
I blushed and tried to twist out of his grip. "Let me go!" I cried out for what seemed like the thousandth time that day. He laughed and kissed my neck. I blushed and let out a whimper not wanting my body to react to him. He held me firm in his arms and sunk his fangs into my neck. I gasped but more out of shock then out of pain. My eyes rolled back and everything went black.
Jerry's POV:
I looked down at the girl who had fainted in my arms. "She's not human. How could I not have realized this?" I muttered looking at her in awe. I picked her up in my arms bridal style and brought her over to my bed. "Welcome to the family, Samira Marquez." I murmured with a grin. I was very curious to know how fast and how far the change would take her seeing as she was already part vampire to begin with.
I moved over to the chair next to my bed to sit and watch the girl. I recognized the taste in her blood. She was a descendant of my own children. I didn't realize any of my tribe had survived the raid that had made me move to this country in the first place. Daemion Frost was my most wild fledgling he had a hard time controlling himself. He ended up killing more than 300 people in 7 months. In a way I had been very proud of him although he had caused so much trouble that got me run out of town. "And now I have his daughter in my family." I said with a laugh.
I came out of my reverie to see Samira start writhing around on the bed. "Ahhh!" She screamed her chest arching up violently. I stood up slowly and came over to her. "Peter? Is that you?" She asked in a soft whimper. "It hurts so much." She gasped a tear rolling down her cheek. Her eyes were glazed over which told him she was in the hallucination state of the transformation. "He left you for dead, just like he did with Ginger. He doesn't actually care about you. He only took you in because he was too scared to save Ginger." I murmured.
"No." I heard her groan. "Oh yes. No one's going to save you. Accept your new life here as part of this family." I said leaning over her. The next faze came faster than I had expected. "You bastard!" She snarled and lunged up at me clawing at my face and anything else she could reach. Her claws were showing now along with her fangs. Her eyes cleared of the foggy state and blackened over.
"You've got fire in you just like your father did." I purred and kissed her. This seemed to make her freeze for a moment. I pulled back and laughed. "Yes that's right I knew your father. I turned him when he turned 22 and he thirsted for blood just like you will." I whispered to her. I opened my shirt and ran my claw over one of my pecks causing blood to flow out of the wound.
Samira lunged on me knocking me off balance and put her mouth to the cut. She sucked the blood from the wound as if she would die if she didn't get enough of my blood. I pulled her back and bared my teeth at her. She looked up at me and her eyes faded back to the beautiful green blue from before. I watched as they clouded with lust and she began to pant a little. I grinned. "Like it that much, do you?" I asked sneering slightly at my fledgling.
She jumped in my lap and pressed against me. She reached up and sliced open her wrist. I grinned and bit into her arm getting double the amount of blood from her. She let out a soft whimper. "Unnh god." She gasped and blushed as she realized the ecstasy in her own voice. "You like the feeling of my teeth in you?" I asked in a husky voice filled with bloodlust as well as a twinge of ordinary lust.
I laughed when I saw her blush. She began panting heavier. "Please I need it." She keened. I smirked "Need what?" I asked in a soft whisper making her shiver. She pressed her body against mine and licked her wrist. She was trying to seduce me, how adorable. She began to wriggle in my lap causing me to let out a soft groan as I began to react to her touch. "I want you." She whispered licking the shell of my ear. I tossed her down on the bed and got over her. "Little slut." I growled. I was surprised to see her grin and buck up at me. "Mm yes." She moaned as she felt my erection through my pants. I snarled and tore her clothes off. "Pretty little sweet." I hissed looking over her mostly naked body, causing her to moan.
She stared up at me her gaze lusty and unafraid. "Fuck me Jerry." She growled grinding up against me. I snarled and bit into her shoulder. "I'm in control here Samira." I hissed. She smiled "Would you like it better if I begged?" She asked then lay back and moan. "Oh please Jerry. Please I need it." I snarled and bit her neck causing her to choke out a moan.
Then something dawned on her. "Or would you like this better?" she breathed the words and began to struggle underneath me. "Oh no please! Please don't." I gasped as she began to give off the scent of fear. How was she able to switch so quickly? I grinned and licked up her neck, deciding to play into this. "You know you want this." I hissed in her ear. She flinched away and whimpered. You almost couldn't tell she was acting. "Please anything but this." She begged forcing tears to come to her eyes. "Damn you look so adorable right now." I purred. I laughed when her lower lip started wobbling.
Samira's POV:
I grinned internally as I felt how hard he was now. "Please no." I whimpered turning my head away from him. He turned it back and kissed me. I couldn't hide my pleasure but I didn't kiss back. "Stop saving yourself for a man that won't ever want you this way." Jerry hissed into my ear. At this I froze. Was he just messing with me? Would Peter ever see as more than just Ginger's little cousin?
Jerry growled and bit me hard on the shoulder. I cried out in pain as I felt all his fangs dig into my muscle almost far enough to scrap my bones. I struggled a little from the uncomfortable pain. It was too much for me and I blacked out.