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The ride home was complicated, Vidia would not respond to Godric or Eric and she refused to change her form. They could both see why she couldn't be shipped to America.

When Godric had arrived home he had invited Eric to stay for a few days. Eric gladly accepted, only because he was curious. He wanted to know what would unravel now that his dog like vampire sister was home. He also felt that he should be around as much as possible until she was mentally stable again.

On her eighth night in the home, Godric had decided that she needed to feed. He had no idea how long she had gone without blood and knew that the lack of nutrition in her body was adding to her madness. It was only a matter of time before she snapped.

He had attempted to use a kind and caring hand with her but the frustration soon grew in the pit of his stomach. He could feel the tug of the sun rise, and he knew that eventually they would need to rest.

"Please, Vidia you need to eat." Godric pleaded placing the small bottle in front of her; the dog barely looked at the bottle. He was sure if anyone at that moment where to see him talking to a dog, they would think he was crazy.

"I've had enough." Eric spat grabbing the bottle off the table, a warning growl came from Vidia as Eric approached her. He of course ignored the warning and grabbed the upper part of her jowls.

Eric was older then Vidia so it was easy for him to force her mouth open and attempt to shove the distasteful liquid down her throat. She snarled and growled spitting out most of the True Blood in her mouth.

Godric hated the sight and had opened his mouth to command Eric to stop when the strangest thing happened. The shimmer that had once over taken Vidia's body returned and once again her form changed but this time into a rhino.

Eric quickly moved out of the way when she had started to shift. Suddenly chaos broke out in his home as the creature ran after Eric smashing through a set of glass windows and into the backyard.

Vampires from his nest quickly ran to the windows to see what was going on and all stood stunned, watching the rhino that was attempting to kill Eric. It was even a more disturbing sight when they had seen the red liquid running down the front of the large mammal.

Something inside Godric snapped, with unprecedented speed he flew across the back yard grabbing the angry animal and throwing her. She hit the ground so hard that the house shook, and the familiar shimmer of change appeared.

Vidia lay on the ground for a mere few seconds before he had her pinned to the ground by her throat. She couldn't move anywhere, much less shift with him holding her down, or maybe she didn't shift out of fear of what he would do to her.

She tried to squirm away from him, and her nails dug at his arms as she attempted to remove him from her person. A swift movement of his other hand commanded Eric to leave them alone.

"Do it! Kill me like you promised me you would!" She hissed trying to dig her nails into his skin. It was to no avail because his skin healed faster than she could do damage. The sight of her pinned underneath him saddened him, it was clear she had gone crazy over the long amount of time she had kept herself hungry, and he could tell by her eyes that she was not fully there.

It would take a more powerful supplement to get her to her right mind and strength. The idea terrified him, if she was too far gone in her insanity she might have to be destroyed. He had seen it before, and had even ordered it a few times in the past couple of years. A vampire who could not control themselves was not good, and one with no mind at all was even worse.

A cry came from Vidia when she watched Godric bite into his wrist, she knew what was about to happen and she could do nothing to stop him. Godric believed that vampire blood was sacred, the only times he had every used his blood was to create his children and to save what could be left of Vidia's mind.

She tried to turn her head away, but failed over Godric's massive strength. The fight didn't last long because she could no longer fight her nature. He could barely feel her fangs puncture his wrist, and a long forgotten connection remerged. He could feel her before, but not at the force he could feel her as she took in mouthfuls of his blood.

He could feel when she had enough and pried himself away from her mouth. She complained with a whimper, and lay completely still. He could feel the confusion, loneliness, anger, and betrayal swirl in her.

Her exhaustion was evident, not feeding took its toll on any vampire and as he carefully removed his hand from her throat she turned her head away from him. Her eyes were distant; he could see the oncoming tears.

Godric's own eyes turned to the small group of onlookers standing by the broken glass. Eric being one of them, as calmly as possible Godric made his way over to the broken glass and started giving out orders. Everyone was to disburse silently, and calmly. Then Eric was going to ensure that his room was ready for both Vidia and him to sleep in. After tonight, Godric did not trust his youngest child to sleep alone for a long time.


Godric had a short meeting of business to attend to when he first woke. Vidia was still in a deep slumber, he knew she would sleep for a long period of time, but how long was unknown to him. He returned to his room two hours after he had awoken and had noticed that Vidia was not sleeping on her spot of the bed.

The bed had been made and the bathroom door was slightly ajar with the lights on. There was a silence that hovered over the rooms, and he wasn't sure what was going on. Silently he pushed open the bathroom door.

Vidia was sitting in the deep bathtub, her strawberry hair soaked and curled as it slowly started to dry. She was naked, and although he had seen her naked before he had forgotten almost every detail of her nude body.

Even the way her breasts curved, thoughts of how a younger him wanted to use his mouth on her resurfaced. He was still very much attracted to her, maybe now more then he used to. Godric did not find men attractive and now that Vidia looked like a real woman he could feel his need and want for her.

He buried the feelings in his chest, if there was going to be anything between them but maker and child it was gone now. How could she trust a monster like him? Vidia jerked as she turned her head to look at him. She wasn't shy and although the way she sat curled up in the tub allowed him to see nearly everything, he could tell that his very presence made her uncomfortable.

He didn't blame her; he couldn't blame anyone for being terrified of him. He was once so monstrous that he killed his own maker, and anyone who got in his way. She had been there when he had murdered children, men, woman and other vampires much older than him.

Vidia had dressed herself up as a man when war and plague had hit her home. She had lived in a large village that now no longer existed. Her parents had starved to death trying to save their children leaving Vidia the sole survivor of their blood line. She was the middle child of seven.

She had chosen her appearance to escape the world around her, women who lived in the streets were raped and murdered. They we're seen as less then human and worth much less. It was also the only way she could find little ways to earn money, delivering messages and working in farmers' fields if the work was needed.

It was raining one night when Godric had discovered her running through the streets, she was on her way to her hiding place when he crossed paths with her. He figured if he drained her dry that no one would notice the child's disappearance. Children after all died and went missing every day.

He would have never expected the dirty young boy was in fact a young woman. She intrigued him not seeing such a thing before in his life, but more than anything the lack of fear she held when he ripped the shirt from her body, was as if she had expected this day to come and was ready for it. He turned her against her will.

"I was told I was going to die." she said softly waiting for Godric to say something, he had no idea what she was talking about and had decided to let her continue.

"I scrounged up enough money to pay the doctor to examine me, and not tell anyone I had breasts. He told me I had a lung infection. He didn't know it at the time but it was a form of tuberculosis and I only had months to live." she rubbed a hand over her chest; he could only imagine what it would have been like to start coughing up blood. Her death would have been slow and painfull, if the streets didn't get to her first.

"I don't understand, why you would want me." she said softly, he was sure he wasn't meant to hear her, because she looked as if she didn't even know she said it.

"I have made many mistakes, but you were never one of them." her eyes darted towards him and her eyebrows knitted together in to what appeared to be anger, but he could feel her confusion. He could always feel her confusion, and worst of all her had never felt or met someone as lonely as Vidia, and for that he blamed himself. She quickly turned her eyes away from him in deep thought. He could only imagine what was running through her mind.

Godric had felt he was no longer welcome in the bathroom and left. Vidia never said anything to convince him otherwise so he concluded that he would keep a close eye on her but keep enough of a distance that she would feel safe.

Godric was in such a deep state of thought that he did not notice Eric watching him leaving his room. Eric who was very much as protective of his maker as he was mischievous had already formulated a plan in his head.

Eric was not an idiot, and if there was one thing he knew more than his maker was women. Godric of course was very much attracted to woman, but Eric also knew he wasn't very good with them. Godric was also very particular about sex and if anything Eric was under the impression that Godric most of the time was not interested.

Eric knew Godric was attracted to Vidia for a number of reasons and it didn't take a genius to figure out that Godric found it very hard to control himself around her. Eric in his youth had also had this problem. There was something about the idea of Vidia screaming ones name in pleasure and passion that made any man's mind wander.

Eric had waited patiently for Vidia to emerge, and when she did she didn't surprise him walking out in the form of a dog. It seemed she did so because other vampires in the home showed only interest with their eyes. It was after all impossible to talk to her if she didn't wish to speak.

He silently followed behind her, watching her sniff at corners and examine members of the house hold. She had even passed Godric's office with her tail between her legs. The sight made Eric angry, if anything he thought Godric should force her to trust him again, it would only require a short command.

Vidia turned the corner, for a split second he lost all sight of her but as he turned the corner he was forced to stop dead in his tracks. A small golden dog stood at the end of the hall way alert and teeth barred. Vidia had caught him following.

"Really there is no need for that; we both know who would win." Eric chimed with a smirk; Vidia did not share his humor and instead lowered her head in warning her, growls getting louder.

Nothing else would be expected from a child of Godric. Her maker was once famous for killing his thousand year old maker, something that had once never been done before.

Eric rested his hands behind his back, words formulating in his head. Vidia took a few steps forward her teeth still barred, and Eric watched her carefully. Not because he was worried that she could harm him, but because he wanted to put her in her place and maybe even make her see some sense.

"You always where a selfish creature." he chuckled watching the young girl step forward. He knew it was only a matter of seconds before she attacked him, and when she did she would take form of some kind of animal. He was curious over what kind of form she could take.

"I can't see why he missed you so much." his words were the wrong choice because, the same glimmer passed her body and she changed into a different dog. With a thin body, long legs, pointed ears, and black and brown markings. She launched herself at Eric and the two begun to fight.

Eric was simply messing with her so when he tossed her around easily it was no surprise. Vidia on the other hand was so enraged that she continued to attack viciously. She had yet to land a good bite with her mouth but when she did he knew why she had chosen such a dog.

Clamping down on his arm her jaw locked, and without mercy she shook her head violently back and forth tearing flesh, muscle, and bone. The pain would have been unbearable to a human, but to Eric it was painful but nothing close to silver.

Eric did not have enough time to react before a gust of wind appeared trailing behind Godric. His hands were quick to grab and break Vidia's jaw, throwing her into a wall. He ignored her yelp of pain turning to give Eric a dark stare of disapproval.

"You will leave her be." he commanded his voice harsh and cold. Eric had known instantly he was in trouble and muttering out an agreement quickly left, his arm slowly healing.

Godric's darkened gaze turned to Vidia who was slowly pushing herself off the ground, the anger of Eric's disobedience still fresh in his mind made him angry. So angry in fact that he was going to gain control over Vidia whether she liked it or not. He no longer cared if she forgave him because he would not allow her to be destroyed because of her mistrust or anger.

"Vidia, this is enough!" he hissed watching her press her dog like face to the ground. She was snapping her jaw back in place and it instantly healed when snapped back in its right position. She then slowly pushed herself up off the ground her dog like eyes looking at him; he could feel her anger so he wasn't at all surprised when her formed changed.

He would have been in awe if he was currently not a target of her anger. Because in his hall way breaking the walls was a large elephant. She let out a large trumpeting sound before she grabbed a nearby object with her trunk and threw it at Godric hitting him. The statue did no damage to him, instead it broke on contact.

Godric's anger bubbled more, "Vidia you will address me in human form! As your maker I command you!" he knew what the words would do, so when she froze and shifted against her will he wasn't surprised. Now angrier than before Vidia released her fangs and acted, this was of course one of the stupidest things she could ever do.

If Godric wanted to kill her he easily could, but after a few seconds of anger he had decided they would fight out her pent up rage and frustration towards him. This would work better than any therapy he could unleash upon her.

She was bloody within seconds, and the hallway almost completely destroyed. Grabbing the roots of her hair he slammed her into the wall her head tilted back, and she spoke.

"You bastard!" her words were intended to hurt, and she had called him everything but a white man. Godric was never one to have his feelings hurt, because he had at one point in his life said all these things to himself.

A cry came from her lips when he slammed her against the wall again. "I do not care if you forgive me, but as your maker you will show me respect, and you will control yourself. I will not have you destroyed."

A scream of pure rage emanated from her lips and she tried to push him off. He could feel her strength dwindling and there was only a short amount of time before he had completely broken her from her rage.

A few more colorful words left her mouth as she tried to get under his skin. "I hate you! I hate you!" she cried pushing harder and harder against him. Godric would not budge, he could feel her inner terminal swirl into something else.

"You were supposed to protect me! Care for me! Instead you punished me for seeking what you never gave me!" the words had hit home for both of them, and these words hurt more than any name calling.

"You locked me up in that box, and left me alone to suffer. With nothing, I had no one." Godric's chest tightened hearing her words. If he didn't hate himself before, he did now. Godric had locked her in a box with silver in the inside. This box was so special that he had only seen a couple in his long life. They were intended for the most horrible way to torcher a vampire, the box left the vampire inside trapped, while the lid and sides of the box had few holes in the that allowed just a little enough of sun shine that the vampire inside would burn but not die. This usually only lasted for a few hours and at night fall they slowly healed, but Godric had left her in that box until someone found her.

He took a risk that someone would open the box during the day and completely destroy her, but since she was still here he assumed that's not what happened. This didn't tell him how long she was in the box and for all he knew she was in it for days or months.

Even his own maker wouldn't have thought up such a fate. He wanted to comfort her, but he had no idea how. It was never something he was taught, and he doubted it was something he would ever learn. "And that is my greatest regret." he said softly releasing his hold on her. She didn't take any time to allow him to converse further, disappearing from his sight.