Godric POV
I groaned as the idiot's humans tossed me and the women into a silver cell in the basement of the church. They removed the silver cage from off me but left the chains around my wrist before slamming the door shut.
"Don't worry. Your stay won't be too long. Were having a big celebration in a few days. You'll be the entertainment." Newlin laughed. He took one look at the women before he left with the other men trailing behind.
Once they were gone the only sounds left in the room were the slow deep breathes of the women laying a few feet from me. I took a deep breath and gasp. Her head must have bleed a little from the hit she took and my nose was filled with the most amazing scent I had ever in all my 2000 years smelt. Her blood and just her scent was so mouthwatering. I haven't had the desire for human blood in so long, well until I smelt her that was.
About an hour after we were thrown in here together I look over and saw she had started to stir. She groaned and stretched, opening her eyes before hissing in pain as she clutched her head.
"Are you alright little one." I whispered to her to get her attention. I knew her head had to be killing her right now.
Gasping she sat up quickly staring at me with wide green frighten eyes before looking around and taking in our current predicament.
"Fuck." She groaned before flopping back down on the ground and I had to chuckle.
"Yes we are in quite the tight spot at the moment." I told her and she nodded agreeing with me. After a few moments she sat back up, pulling her legs to her chest and wrapping her arms around herself making herself look so small as she looked at me.
"Who are you?" she ask me.
"My name is Godric. And may I have your name little one?" I ask and she smiled at me.
"Aria Copper." She said and I nodded. Aria. What a beautiful name to go with a beautiful women.
"Would you mind?" I ask lifting my hands. The sliver was really starting to hurt. Gasping she quickly crawled over to me nodding.
"I'm so sorry. I didn't see this at first. Does it hurt?" she ask as she slowly and carefully un wrapped the long silver chain from around my wrist.
"Yeah it does. How's your head?" I ask once the chain was off of me. She put it in her pocket as she watched my wrist start to heal.
"It hurts like a bitch." She replied and I laughed at her humor. I hadn't laughed in years and it felt good.
"Can I see?" I ask and she nodded turning around and I looked at her head quickly. It wasn't bleeding anymore. She had dried blood in her hair and she may have a concussion but it didn't look too bad. I did notice some ink peeking out from the neck line of the shirt on her back and I was instantly curious as to what type of tattoo she had.
"It doesn't look too bad. But I need you to stay awake for a while. You may have a concussion." I told her as she turned around. She nodded before sliding to sit next to me against the wall.
It amazed me that she was comfortable around me. She didn't seem to fear me at all.
"You don't fear me?" I ask her. She frowned at me before replying.
"Should I be? You may be a Vampire and I know you could hurt me if you wanted but I don't think you will?" she said and I was shocked.
"Why do you think that?" I ask her.
"Your eyes." She replied.
"What about them." I ask her and she smiled.
"I've seen the eyes of bad men. More than I want to remember. Your eyes don't show that. At one time you may have been a bad man or Vampire I'm sure but at this moment looking at me. You're not. At least to me your not and that's all that matters." She told me and I didn't know how to respond. No one had ever had that much faith in me. Ever. I also wanted to know what bad men she had dealt with in the past.
"What do you think they're going to do with us?" she ask after a moment of silence while I was thinking over what she said before.
"Well they want to kill me in front of everyone at some celebration. I don't know about you." I told her honestly and she nodded.
"Can you get out of here?" she ask pointing to the cage door. I shook my head.
"No. It's made of pure silver." I told her and she nodded.
"Well damn." She commented and I laughed again.
"So what was that you did to Newlin earlier?" I ask and she blushed bright red with embarrassment before clearing her throat.
"Well. I've also been a weird freak I guess. I can shock with my hands." She said and showed me. I saw the little currents of electricity bounce off her hands before she stopped it.
"That's quite amazing. And you're not a freak." I told her and she snorted.
"If you say so." She said and I frowned.
"Could your parents do that?" I ask trying to figure out what she was in order to be born with such a powerful gift. If she were ever turned into a Vampire that power would be unstoppable.
"I don't know. They died in a car crash when I was a baby. I don't remember them. I was bounced from one foster home to the next until I was 16 when I ran away." She said and I grew angry and her shitty childhood. There was more to it I knew but she wasn't ready to tell me yet and that was fine.
We spent the next few hours talking. She ask question about me and I told her all about my life. She wasn't discussed with my past at all. Nothing I did seemed to bother her and I was relived to be able to talk to someone other than Eric about. She did give me any more information on her just yet but I knew it would take time for her to trust me. But I had time. I was willing to wait.
