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Chapter 3~ Blood link
My heartbeat pounded in my ears, I could feel his teeth in my skin, the blood rushing out. He was making feral noises in my ear, snarling and slurping my blood. After a few agonizing- what seemed to be- hours, he let me go. I slumped to the floor, my limbs weak and limp. My blood was warm, my body turning cold. Feet moved into my blurred vision. A face appeared, smeared in blood. The Vampire grinned showing his pointy canines.
"Sleep now, Lucy."
But I didn't want to. I had to stay awake. I… had… to…
My body betrayed me, and my eyelids drooped shut.
…
Waking up was like trying to see though salt water; intensely painful and blurry. After a while I got used to it, raising my numbing arm to wipe away the sleepiness. I wondered if I maybe slept on it weird, I was a very still sleeper, so moving around was rare for me. I stretched my numb arm out, trying to get the circulation in order, when I felt something dry and crackling on the skin of my neck, so I reached and attempted to wipe whatever it was away. I pulled my hand away, the substance hard and red; I soon noticed the few droplets on the stone floor I lay on. The word 'blood' slowly proceeded in my head.
Why I was on the kitchen floor, confused me. I sat up slowly, my head spinning.
"Wha…" I began, as a torrent of memories overloaded my brain.
Swiftly, I stood, only to stumble, head spinning. I blacked out of a second, a second was all it took, to 'wake' in the arms of the pink haired Vampire. Like the trained professional, I didn't scream. I lived in a small apartment, in suburban Magnolia, where other Humans lived. By screaming out I was putting other, non-Nephilim lives in risk, and I would be putting the shame to the Heartfilia name. Instead of screaming, I jabbed him in the eyes with my index and middle finger.
He roared in agony, clutching his eyes as he let me go, tripping over his feet in the most ungraceful way and falling. I also fell, landing on my butt. I rubbed it, wincing.
The vampire was rolling on the ground, hands over his eyes, crying out in pain.
I'm not sure why, perhaps it was the typical stereotypes running through my head, but watching the Vampire roll around crying, bought a round of giggles though my chest. I clutched my sides, trying to contain the rising amusement, but the sounds left my lips, and soon I was crying with laughter at the Vampire.
But the time I had stopped, I was lying on the cold floor, face wet with tears, my sides exhausted, breathing heavily.
The Vampire was watching me, eyes slightly red, a smile forming at the corner of his mouth.
"So the Hunter does have a sense of humor."
I snapped out of my trance, re-assessed the situation, and with a loud battle cry, I charged at the Vampire, my fingers ready to poke some eyeballs out. I jabbed at his face, but suddenly stopped, my arm freezing, fingers only millimeters away from his face.
I felt rising panic, as I pushed all my strength into the blow. But I did not move an inch. Confused, I took a step back.
The Vampire smirked.
I raised my fist, aiming for his nose, putting my whole weight into the punch, but, just like before, my fist froze mere millimeters from his face. To make it worse, the Vampire didn't even flinch.
"What did you do to me?" I hissed low and dangerous.
His face became unreadable, and slowly he reached out and touched the side of my face. I flinched away, gasping, stepping away.
"Don't move a muscle."
Suddenly, my limbs froze, and I could not move an inch. It was almost like his words had commanded my body to do so. Then it hit me.
"You didn't," I spat, eyes narrowing at the Vampire, "Don't tell me you turned me into your… your pet!"
He didn't answer, but I knew. I knew he had total control over my body. With any simple command, he could make me do anything. Anything at all.
Fear spread through me. What if he told me to kill my own family?
Before I could travel on with that heart wrenching thought, the Vampire reached for my cheek once again. I visibly flinched, but could not move away, my feet still frozen.
He began to wipe away my blood with a small damp towel; I wondered when he had got it. Carefully and gently, running the slightly rough towel up and down my neck, the Vampire never taking his eyes off mine.
They were coal black, the red glow to them gone. They showed no threat; his eyes were calm and cool, as if asking his to trust him.
I'm sure my eyes showed how totally absurd I thought he was.
"So Lucy," he began, eyes never leaving mine, "I have a proposition to make."
"How in the hell do you know my name?"
He licked his lips subconsciously, "Your blood. I know everything about you." He continued as if to prove a point, "You have a best friend called Levy McGarden. Your favorite color is pink, though you'd never admit that to anyone," His eyes trailed off as though lost in my memories, "Your parents were not Hunters before you. You became a Hunter because-"
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! Don't stand there and act like you know everything about my because of my blood! You don't know anything! So just shut yer trap, ya blood sucking leach!" Somewhere along the line, I turned into a total Yankee.
He pulled the rag away and threw it over his shoulder, the rag landed in the sink on the other side of the room with perfect precision.
"As I was saying before, I have a proposition for you, Hunter."
"And what would that be?" I asked, wanting to cross my arms, but still under his influence.
He grinned wide, showing his sharp canines, "I want peace between the Hunters and the Vampires."
His words were followed by silence, "What are you smoking?"
He looked blankly at me, "I'm not smoking anything. I really do want peace between us. And I want you to help me."
I began to laugh awkwardly, as I was still mimicking a statue, "You... want… haha… me… to… help… hahahahahaha… you… hahaha." I stopped laughing, "Seriously dude, what drugs are you taking? I'm the most ruthless Vampire Slayer known to mankind. There is no way on this earth I am helping you."
He was not discouraged, "Which is why you have become my pet. I knew you wouldn't agree. But I had to, because you were the only one they would listen to, the only strongest one they cared enough to keep you alive. Besides the council, of course."
If I could, I would have taken a step back, "What exactly do you want me to do?"
He grinned, "I want you to talk to the council on my behalf."
Silence followed.
"I refuse." I whispered softly.
"Excuse me?" I knew the Vampire had heard me, but his tone held surprise in it.
"I feel like I'm betraying the Hunter Association just by talking to you. In fact, right now I'm banned from all Vampire Hunting activities." I wanted to badly to shrug, "You're out of luck Buddy."
"My name isn't 'Buddy'. It's Natsu Dragneel. And anyway, Luigi-"
"It's Lucy!"
He rolled his eyes, "Luigi. Lucy. Whatever. Can't you just tell them you have important news? They'll be sure to let you in."
I looked at him as though he were an idiot, "There is a slight flaw in you plan, Natsu."
"Yeah? And what is that?"
"They'll kill you the moment they find out you're in my house. On second thoughts that doesn't sound too bad. Release me so I may tell them."
He crossed his arms, puffing out air, "Yeah, because I'm that stupid." He gave me a sideways look, "How long are you on suspension for?"
"You should know. You drank my blood." I muttered, annoyed at the vampire.
He raised an eyebrow, "I don't know anything, remember."
"A month."
He grinned, placing his hands on his hips, "Then we'll be spending a whole lot of time together."
"Please kill me now."
…
We sat awkwardly on the loveseat couch, watching a romantic tragedy that just so happened to be on T.V. It was a sickly sweet tragedy between a commoner and a wealthy lady, who boarded a ship and fell in love, despite their statue differences. Even half way through the movie, I knew what would happen. I had seen it with Levy a couple hundreds of times when she would drag me over for sleep overs at her house. She simply adored Titanic; where we had a few-ahem- disagreements, some that would last hours into the early mornings.
The only thing I could admit with Levy was that Leonardo Dicaprio was one smoking hot man.
Halfway through it, I had to cover Natsu's eyes. Rose had decided to throw in some boob action, and I really didn't want Natsu to go all 'hormonal teenager' on me. Speaking of which…
"How old are you, Pinky?"
He grumbled at the nickname, "Seventeen. Why?"
"Oh… I thought you would be like a hundred or something."
He looked at me weird, "What gave you that idea? I was born a Vampire. The Dragneels are of royal blood. Don't you know anything?"
I really began to wish I had paid more attention to Hunters classes.
"Great," I moaned, "How did I get so lucky?"
He shrugged, to emerged in the film to care. I sighed and stopped paying attention to the movie; I'd seen it a dozen times, I already knew what was going to happen. Why were we even watching it in the first place. And why hadn't I killed the Vampire beside me?
Oh yeah. Because he told me I couldn't. Because I could do no physical harm to his body. I am his pet now, and a pet cannot harm their master.
Oh God, I would just die if I had to call him Master. And if he made me wear a freaking maids uniform, I would just about commit suicide for embarrassment.
My mind focused just in time for the sex scene. You didn't see anything, but the implications where there. The steaming window, the trailing handprint in the glass…
Blushing pure scarlet, I did the only thing I could do; cover his eyes.
"You're too young to see this part!" I yelled, steaming coming out of my ears as the Vampire protested.
"I'm seventeen, Goddamnit! I think I'm old enough to watch this smut!"
We fought until the scene was over, I sat back with a huff; fighting down the tomato red stain on my cheeks. I couldn't understand why. He was a Vampire for Heaven's sake. But he acted more like a hormonal teen; I'd seen the slack jaw and slight drool when Rose flashed her boobs around. And for some reason it make me really embarrassed.
It made his seem more… Human.
"Someone's a virgin."
See what I mean!
"Someone's the master of the freaking obvious." I replied in monotone, blush faint.
"And why are we watching this? Last time I checked, teenaged guys complain about watching chic flicks, not force a person to watch it. And so you know haow many times I've watched this movie," he ignored me, "You should know, 'cause you stole my blood. Haven't I had enough torture for one day?"
"Don't speak until the movie is over." He ordered, eyes never straying from the T.V.
Immediately, my lips zipped shut, and all I could make were mumbling noises. Annoyed and bored I got up and walked into the kitchen, seeing my book still resting on the kitchen bench. I picked it up, figuring I could waste a bit of time whilst he watched the movie. I glanced at the clock.
12am.
I was dying to curl up into bed and sleep, but master over there watching chick flicks told me I had to stay awake until the sun rose, just because he didn't want to be lonely at night. Hello, he's a vampire. If he were to step out into the light, he'd fry like a shish kebab.
I took hold of my kukri, a curled bladed knife used as both a tool and a weapon. I liked to inconspicuous, so I used household objects that were really deadly weapons in disguise.
Casually I walked back into the lounge room, trying to act normal as I could. I walked behind him and raised the knife, plunging it down to the crook of his neck. My body froze; the knife only to millimeters away from his skin. Natsu didn't even flinch.
"You can't hurt me, remember, Lucy." He held I slight mocking tone in his voice.
"I kill you," I vowed, "…one day."
He only laughed.
I hope you all enjoyed this new chapter!
OK, so I'd like to give you a little background info on Lucy's… ah… predicament.
Natsu has turned Lucy into his 'pet'. She is not a vampire! I repeat. SHE IS NOT A VAMPIRE!
Just so you all understand this. Good.
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