Chapter 1
Romania
So beautiful, so perfect…it was everything I had ever wanted. Snow peaked mountains in the winter. Lush valleys and rolling hills of sweet grass and soft meadows of blossoming flowers.
Torn apart
Slashed open
Fires of hell
Took and took
Ravished
Plundered
Pillaged
Corrupted
They took it all from me. Those sniveling, whining Turks. I despised them all. I wanted to tear through them with my bear teeth! Feel their flesh being punctured by my nails. To feel their heart still pulsating in the palm of my hand and then crush it. The blood to flow down my thirsty throat. Peel the flesh from their bones with my teeth. To revel in the music of their screams.
But their I walked, or rather was dragged. My head and hands in the gallows. Nothing but a pair of trousers. Scars riddled over my entire body. Scratches and bruises etched themselves onto me. My torso had long since caved in from hunger but I had never begged for food. I was a prince, not a dog. My cheeks were hollow and my face covered with an untrimmed short beard with long wavy locks falling over my shoulders.
Their words fell on deaf ears, like drops of falling rain. I didn't hear what they had to say. I barely felt the pain of their blows. But the pain that stabbed at my chest like a wicked blade was what tore through me the most. The feelings of despair and absolute loneliness.
It trickled to the ground…gleaming with a slight silver hue.
…That dark, beautiful, tantalizing crimson nectar.
Dark whispers caressed my ears as the temptation became so great. I after all was angry enough to do it. For it had been God who had forsaken me. God who had never answered my prayers. God who never stood by me. Carried me away from misfortune. And it was God who could rot in hell!
The temptation
The burning desire
The lust that filled within me.
I wanted it…I needed it…I couldn't care less if I was leaving Him behind.
"Hey…what are you-?!" Screams of terror shouted all around. My dark sable eyes closed in ecstasy as I swiveled the metallic liquid around in my tongue. It was…so…good! So very, very delicious!
Wait…what's going on? My body began to go into a spasm. I shook and trembled against my restraints. Am I…dying? I felt it leave me…a part of me that I had struggled for so long to keep intact.
My soul.
It fled from me into the other one's grasp and I fell back, my eyes closed. For a brief moment of consciousness I could feel nothing, hear nothing, see nothing, taste nothing, touch nothing…I was nothing.
I was dead.
I don't know how long it was for, but after that…things just seemed a blur.
Screams of terror.
Flesh being ripped through with elongated fangs.
Licks of fear
Horrible images
The sweat mixed in with blood
All premonitions of what was to come.
My eyes snapped open, two crimson orbs loomed out for the unsuspecting world.
