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Patiently I waited for the headmistress to let me out for the rest of the day, noteing the hesitation in her actions. You could almost hear the turmoil going on in her head, Should I really risk letting Scarlet out? What is she tries something?…What if I just left her in there till…?.
Regardless of the hesitation, I heard the key turn in the lock and the deadbolt slide free. She was going to let me out. Perfect.
I had approximately one day to get the hell out of here.
I couldn't help the self-satisfied smirk that contorted my face as I looked out of the dorm window. Martha, I could tell was standing in the doorway, the tension radiating off of her as she considered backing out of the room.
Slowly, I turned to face her, the smirk long gone. In its place I now wore a small smile, my vivid death grey eyes sparkling in false merriment.
"Martha! How good to see you, I was wondering when I would be let out." I chortled, nearly skipping to her.
For a moment Martha seemed to be in mortal shock before she recovered fixing me with one of her motherly smiles. For all the years that I have resided in this home, Martha had never once been able to stay suspicious of me. Thus I had gained her trust over the years by behaving when I was expected to rebel, such as on one of our trips outside of the orphanage's walls to attend a ball, where I would become the docile young lady that I was raised to be, maintaining my charade till I could truly escape. That day hopefully being today.
"I hadn't thought you in the best of moods ." Martha commented, knowing how much I hate being locked in my room. Smart girl.
'That is precisely why I'm so glad your here, I've been dieing to stretch my legs all day." I stated, jumping at the chance to put her suspicions to rest. "May I stroll in the garden for a bit?"
"Ahh, yes Scarlet you may….only first…" Martha drawled on as I felt my stomach twisting….please don't say I have to meet him yet…All my plans would be ruined.
"Yes?" I urged, resisting the urge to run.
"I would like to introduce you first to the best friend of your future man. He is very charming indeed as I have already met him my-…" She rattled on as I tried to calm my heart rate. That was a close one.
"Yes Martha." I said, pretending to listen to her as she continued on.
We had already made it down to the ground floor by then, and were headed in the general direction of the living room which was about half the size of a high school gym considering approximately three hundred and fifty six girls lived here. I assumed this was where I would be meeting Martha's new friend.
As was custom, I didn't have the slightest idea who the vampire was that I was to be handed over to nor did I ever have any contact with him to my knowledge. The same applied to those that associated with him to eliminate the threat of me guessing his identity, which explained why when we entered the room I knew not one person by sight. I could tell however that the majority of the crowd congregated in the room were Vampires with the exception of a few werewolves and maybe one or two other species. None were human in this room with the exception of me. Martha was a fairy, a dimwitted one at that, though I was fond of her in the least.
The room, upon our entrance silenced as the guests sized me up appreciatively, a few looked disapproving , others neutral, and the rest…I really didn't care for….I had hoped more would be disappointed which could potentially sway the vampire that had foolishly claimed me.
I was contemplating turning around and running when a rather handsome vampire broke away from a group and took my hand in his to raise it to his lips as I fought back the urge to vomit. The vampire in question had the body of a twenty year old with icy blue eyes and light blonde hair. He wore only the latest fashion being a button down shirt with tie and suave suit, I'm guessing hand tailored.
I hated him almost instantly….as I so often do with vampires. Anti vampire as I was.
Martha spoke up to introduce us.
"It's a pleasure to see you again Kevin, you look well." Then gesturing to me. "This here is my dear Scarlet, as you might have guessed and this fine gentleman, is Kevin LaFey. Kevin, Scarlet. Scarlet, Kevin." Martha finished grinning ear to ear…she really never was good at introductions…
"It's a pleasure to meet you Scarlet, I have heard much about you. It seems the rumors of your beauty have been true, I'm quite sure my friend will be equally pleased." Kevin said trying to flatter me in vain. I have never taken well to compliments.
"It is a pleasure to meet you also sir." I said curtsying, plastering on my best fake smile.
He seemed to accept it as genuine.
"Please, call me Kevin, 'sir' is much to formal."
"Of corse…..Kevin." Feeling entirely stupid calling him by name.
"Shall we?" Kevin asked grinning as he took my arm in his and lead me over to his group, Martha having already abandoned me. On the way I glimpsed her chatting with another fairy and some other vampires.
"Hmmm.." Was my only response.
I wasn't in the mood to chat…especially among bloodsuckers.
"I'd like to introduce you to some friends of mine, they have been wanting to meet you long." Kevin grinned down at me.
"I'm sure they have, this should be lovely." I signed hoping he hadn't caught my sarcasm. He mustn't have because he managed to smile even more as he pulled me into the awaiting throng of vampires eyeing me with curiosity. And with one last look around the room I noticed with a sinking feeling that the crowd had yet to advert their gazes. This was going to be a long day….
Thankfully, Martha had noticed my fatigue after about an hour or two of being interrogated ruthlessly and had decided to let me retire to my own devices, much to the congregations disappointment. What I most regretted was that after so long of me having to be nice and sweet to the vermin, I had not gained any insight at all about the identity of a certain vampire. Apparently, everyone respected the need to keep me in the dark, and I had wished so badly to put a name to everything that went wrong for the last eleven years of my life. Ahhh well, I guess I would have to endure.
Free from the useless chatter and Martha, I made my way to the garden where step one of my escapade would take effect. All I would have to do is sneak off into the maze of plants, shielding myself from view and then, grabbing my knapsack, run. Simple yes, easy? No. I had to scale the wall and pray I make it over and down the hill and past the gates without being found out, and even if I did get even that far, there was still a dense forest that surrounded the orphanage, and we were miles away from any sort of civilization. The guards were tripled, security tight, if I made it out victorious it would be a miracle. Luckily I had one friend whom had packed a guard suit and masking spray, to cover up my human scent. And my friend need not fear being punished, because she had left only a month earlier with her vampire. Strange that she would help being a vamp lover, but she understood my hatred and wouldn't want to see anyone forced into a relationship as I was being forced into.
There were a few other girls in the garden along with me but I steered clear of them, hoping not to be drawn into a conversation. Sufficiently hidden I made my way for a bench, cut off of view from the mansion behind me. I had hidden the knapsack in the dense flowerbed to the side of the bench, And just as I turned around the last bend of foliage, I nearly fainted in pure horror. There, sitting on the bench, MY knapsack in hand was a vampire, his startling green eyes gleaming with a certain awareness, a mischievous smirk gracing his handsome face. Strewn on the bench besides him was my guard suit, slightly ruffled and in his other hand…..there was a picture of me, and I realized with a sinking feeling that my chances of escape had just been reduced to nothing.
In a blind panic, I turned around fast as I could to make a run for it, only to come face to face with three vampire guards emerging from the foliage that had only moments ago hidden me. Turning back around I found more vampires emerging from all around, completely encircling me. I wasn't surprised when two guards took a hold of each of my arms.
The vampire on the bench was just suddenly only inches away from my face so that I could clearly see the gold flakes in his emerald eyes, his black hair messy as if he had only just gotten out of bed, and his lips were now even more mischievous than before but with a lit to it that gave the impression of pure mirth. I had to look up at him being that he was a good head taller than me.
Then in a honeyed voice that would have undoubtedly fell many a sweet girl, he spoke to me.
"I really do wish we would have met under a more…formal setting, Scarlet dear. I had high hopes for this evenings festivities. It seem that now, however plans may have changed just a tad, and I find the need to…..head out earlier than suspected." The vamp continued as I glared balefully into his odd eyes. The nerve….
Then suddenly everything clicked into place and I realized with a sinking feeling that I knew who this vamp was….
"Your him aren't you?" I spat at him venomously, my eyes sparkling with indignant anger as my hands clenched into fists.
A smug expression flittered across his angelic face and for just a very brief moment, I caught a glimpse of his pearly white canines peak out from behind his lips and then I had the shock of my life.
"Yes I am that very vampire, love, but you may call me Vincent."
Vincent…..the name rang a bell and when I glared into them strange eyes I recognized where I had seen them before….on about every magazine cover and news program since November the fifth 2020, the night when the humans fell to the supernatural…..I was glaring at the most eligible bachelor in the whole kingdom…..
Prince Vincent Dracule of the almighty Snapdragon dynasty. The one and only prince of darkness, and worse yet, I now belonged to him.
So my lovely reviewers...what do you think?...was it better than the origional...do you think?...
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c.a.s.1404...Glad to be back! woot woot!
first off, Scarlet's parents were killed at age 6...at age 7 her sister was taken away and she roamed the streets for a while before being placed in an orphanage before she was transferred to a different one at age 8...now we are ten years later...scarlet turned eighteen on this day in the chapter...meaning today is November the fourth (***in my story***) because scarlet was born a day before the supernatural came out of hiding November the fifth 2020...meaning that in 2026 on ironically November the fifth...the six year aniversity of their revealing, the human race was overthrown in a bloody revolution when the humans least expected it. three days after the revolution (***nov the 8th 2026*** ) a law was passed in an attempt to derail rebellion from the begrudged human race...that gave them some small rights...they were not to be taken advantage of, they were to be treated well, given the opportunity to excel...but they would not have the power that they had had before...they had representatives and all... (*****i will later clarify this and post their rights****) .as for the orphanage for the claimed this was for young ladies ( there are ones for males too...only separate) that were orphaned and are often very beautiful ...thus attracting attentions from members of the supernatural communities...here girls are raised in one of the best environments...like a higher class for humans...that are at the bottom of the food chart...vamps being the highest...werewolves...you get the point...and thus we continue the story!
