I hope you all are enjoying my story, here is another chapter and no there is no sex yet, I thought it would more sense to postpone that for a later chapter because Penelope is still trying to find herself. But! When it happens it will be intense... Just Saying.
Thank you to 'TheElegantFaerie' for your support :)
Chapter 4: Losing Yourself
I woke up in complete darkness, a lucid scent filling my nose, my eyes flashed open and I immediately turned to look at a man sitting in a chair with his hands tied down and his mouth gagged. The room was completely dark, no light had filled it, a constant rustling from outside gave the fact that we were on a train. The man whimpered when he realized my wakening, I was in a large king size bed across from the chair he was sitting in, a dresser on the other side of the bed.
I felt different, that scent filled my nostrils, it gave me excitement, it was coming directly from the man just ahead of my laying form. The covers were draped over my still naked body, I was unaware how I had ended up in this place, all I remember was that man with the hat taking me from the hive, he never bothered to tell me his name. The man ahead of me was bald and had wrinkled skin, he most likely was in his golden years, he was in a dirty white shirt and a jean jumper.
My silk hair swayed over my left and it twirled slightly at the bottom. My eyes felt ten times better, the pain at my throat as before had disappeared, the only thing I could see was fresh scars all over my body, they looked like bite marks and all those memories of my changing had came back to me. I whimpered to myself, my hands shot up to cover my ears which were now ringing. Tears started to fall down my cheeks once again, they were uncontrollable, my nimble fingers seeped through my hair, my stomach growled with vengeance. 'Be aware she will be hungry', that voice echoed in my head causing me to tremble and shake with fear, I shook my head. I might have become a monster, but I wasn't ever going to have human blood, I would rather die.
The man said something but it came out muffled from my hands covering my ears and his gag. I pulled my hands away and grabbed the covers to wrap tightly around my body. My eyes finding the man's he struggled from the binds as best he could, but they were tied tight an he looked weak in his old age. I felt pity for him, but I was to much of a coward to leave my place and release him. It was me that he feared, I was a priest and he feared me.
"I-I am n-not going to hurt you." I assured with a stuttering voice, he paused, I saw him calm and he soon took in deep breath, nodding his head. I then recognized my faith in god, it was still present despite what I had become. I left the bed, covering my body with my hands and I approached the man reaching a hand out to pull the rag from his mouth and throw it to the side. He gasped for air breathlessly, he must had been thankful for my kindness.
"T-Thank you..." He said breathlessly before looking up at my forehead, towards the cross that resided there. "Priestess? What- What had happened to you?" My expression softened and I took a couple steps back to fall down and sit on the edge of the length of the bed. I was at this point undecided, was I a priest? Was I a monster? Was I just another woman? I couldn't find my true self in this moment, my eyes focused on the cracks in the floor boards.
"I made a grave mistake..." I answered softly, he gulped and nodded his head slowly.
"Can you h-help me out of here?" I looked up at him.
"Then what?"
"Excuse me!"
"We are on a moving train, going at least two hundred miles an hour, maybe more. There is no point in letting you go because we obviously aren't the only ones on this train because who put us here?"
"What do you suggest we do then?" I was silent, depression had already taken me over, my hunger for his blood had died down and my logic was completely gone.
"Nothing..." I answered, I laid back down on the bed and wrapped myself in the covers, the man continued to struggle.
"You- Bitch! We can't just stay here!" He whined, his face contorting with fear, I turned my back to him and closed my eyes, trying to stifle back the tears that would soon follow. "Don't ignore me!"
"Please be quiet!" I shouted back, my voice trembled with panic, I cupped my hands over my ears as tears leaked through the squeezed corners of my eyes lids.
"You don't know what I have been through!" Suddenly I felt a deep rage I had never felt in my life, deep within me, there was no temptation, there was no warning, it was all a sin off of impulse. I twisted around sitting up and I stared at him with narrowed eyes and furrowed eyebrows, I was so infuriated. That deep hunger for blood boiling at my taste buds.
"I don't know what you have been through?" I asked softly, staring at him as he just stared at me with wide eyes. I tried to keep my voice soft and timid. "I was forced to leave my family and serve the church, where I then expended most of my life waiting to be thrown out into the feat of battle, I was kicked out of the city for doing nothing but having impure thoughts of a man I had never met, then when I finally meet him, he turns out to be a bloodsucker and sinks his teeth into me, nearly killing me, he then changed me into a monster like him so that I can't live a normal life, despite the fact I could never have one..." A sudden understanding had came over me, my entire life was a wrecking ball and I was to locked up in so much control that I never noticed, it just all came out. A silence drifted through the room as the man stared at me. "When you are a priest every thing you do is a sin, everything you desire, everything that has to do with love. I had never seen it before... But now- now I do... I had wasted my entire child hood doing nothing, but pleasing selfish liars..."
"B-But to go against the church is to-"
"Go against god." I interrupted, knowing well enough that I had already gone against the church, thus going against god.
"So..."
"I'm going against god."
"Why?"
"Because I just came to the realization my life is the way it is because the church..."
"And you don't like that?"
"The life I have? No... I was restricted of so many amazing things." I laid back in the bed and stared up at the ceiling, the covers doing there job and keeping his eyes from seeing my naked form.
"What amazing things?"
"Like love..."
"Love isn't that amazing kid."
"I think it is... A kiss on the lips is full of it." My hand moved up, my nimble fingers brushing over my lips.
"How do you know what a kiss feels like? Your a fucking priestess."
"I know... Trust me..." He sighed loudly in annoyance.
"Let's get out of here, with your skills we can stop the train and-"
"I don't feel like it." His mouth gaped open in shock.
"You don't feel like it?!" He asked strictly, I nodded before turning my back to him again and snuggling into the covers. "Why not?!"
"I have nowhere to go anyways."
"Wait... Your like him." I shoot up to stare at him again, my eyes were a striking cold blue, practically glowing in the dark.
"Like who?"
"Like-" The door flung open, traveling the man who had brought me here standing at the door with dark auburn eyes.
"Why haven't you fed yet?!" He snapped at me with annoyance.
"I'm not hungry." His eyes move to the old man's who had immediately looked down at the ground, evading his eyes from my figure.
The man approached him standing behind the chair he grabbed the back rest of the chair and dragged it outside of the door vigorously, kicking him in the stomach and causing the chair to tilt back. The old man whimpered and started to cry, the other closed the door and then turned his attention to me.
"What's your name?" I asked softly, this man still sent buckets of fear through my body. He just stared at me, I was hoping he would turn on a light or something but apparently the dark didn't bother him as it did I.
"People call me..." He reached up grabbing the brim of his hat and tilting it before pulling his hat off entirely to reveal the slicked back black hair that resided there. "Black Hat." His tone was in a low growl, it caused my breath to hitch into the center of my throat. I pulled the plush covers over me further as he took slow steps towards the bed. "You need to feed."
"I-I don't want to."
"You will die if you don't."
"Why would you care?"
"Because you and I only have each other now."
"To bad you don't have me."
"Can't you be a little more... Accepting of this? You have been given a gift. You should cherish it. You would be dead otherwise."
"I would rather be dead than be a human vampire." I scooted over, keeping a clear distance from him, but it was no use. I felt like his was an inch from me, when in actuality he was three feet away. His scent... When I was human I could not smell him before, now his scent was intoxicating, I felt more nervous than I did before around him.
"You will die if you don't feed. Your skin is already going pale." He reached forward for my hand, but I leaned back further and draped the blanket further over my body.
"Leave me alone!" I barked angrily at him, he shook his head and turned his back to me staring down at the floor.
"You can drink my blood..."
"Why does this worry you? You shouldn't car-"
"I'm sick of being alone." There was a silence as I tried to adjust to his words.
"W-What do you mean?"
"When I was dragged down into the hive, my brothers and sisters had left my side. When I was changed I had no companionship. That is what I sought when I found out you were a priestess." He looked over his shoulder at me. "I do not wish to be alone anymore." I was speechless, what should I say to him? He changed me because he was lonely, he thought I could fill that gap of loneliness... But I didn't want to. He placed his hat down beside him and started to unbutton his duster, the tan skin of his shoulder revealed, I sucked in a heap of air. He looked over his shoulder at him again. "Drink my blood."
"Then what? Then I allow myself to completely be a monster."
"You aren't a monster for taking what you desire."
"I don't desire blood."
"Your lying... I didn't know priests did that." He smirked devilishly, sending chills across my body, I released the breath I was holding.
"I don't want any blood."
"Please..." He growled, I knew it was an order and that taking his blood was wrong, taking anyone's blood was wrong. God would not allow this.
"If I drink your blood, I would like to have clothes."
"Done."
"My clothes." He chuckled in his throat before nodding his head.
"Done."
"And my weapons, and my Journal."
"I burned that."
"What?!"
"I burned it, you have no use for it now."
"You had no right to burn it! It took me forever to save up for it in the city!" I stated through clenched teeth.
"Do I look like I care?"
"Then if you don't care about that, I suppose you don't care if I die or not." He turned completely to face me, staring me in the eyes.
"I will get you another, just drink!" He turned away again, I contemplated choking him from behind as I slowly approached, but... I felt his pain. I had also been lonely all those years, no one, but the clergy to speak with. I had no friends, no companions, then again should a priest have any. I had wasted my life there, doing nothing, but waiting for orders.
I discarded the blanket from my body, stopping on my knees behind him, I hesitantly placed my hands on his shoulders.
"Where do I-" He reached his hand up to point at the crease of his neck, between his shoulder, I gulped. "And I just-"
"Yes..."
"What if I don't like-"
"You will... Now, feed." He leaned his head to the right and waited for my lips to engulf his left shoulder, I hesitantly moved my head down, my lips pressing open against the place he had pointed. He groaned lightly when my gentle lips touched his skin, which tasted of dirt and sweat. I winced from the taste and moved away, he looked over at me again, staring at my naked body with what time her had before he turned back again, expecting me to take a bite and get it over with.
I leaned forward grabbing his shoulders again, the scent growing stronger, my mouth salivating and then uncontrollably I slammed my lips against the crease of his neck, biting into his skin. Once my teeth had broken through, my eyes had shut and all my logic was gone. Blood flowed from the bite marks and into my mouth, tasty and fulfilling my lust filled hunger.
"That's it..." He growled lightly as I sucked his blood, the substance tasted of sugar, blood started sliding down the corners of my lips. I felt less hungry the more I drunk from him, about a minute later I knew I was full and I pulled away. He was about to pull his duster up over his shoulder again, but I stopped him, darting my tongue out to lick up the blood that started to slide down from the wound. I then pulled away, he pulled his duster up and stood up turning and staring at me.
I pushed under the covers as quickly as possible to hide my body. He grabbed his hat off the bed placing it on his head and tilting it to me with respect. A grin coming across his face as he stared at me.
"That was very... Sexy..." I suddenly felt guilty, as though I was red to die there.
"It was a sin." I replied with a gulp, he chuckled.
"If that's what you believe, you must be in a sinful mood. If I wasn't busy, I would certainly advance onto you."
"I wouldn't allow it." His smile faded and his eyes moved down to the floor.
"Hmm... I see... I will tell my familiar that you need clothes and I will try my best to retrieve your original."
"Try your best."
"I disposed of it with your other things. I was expecting you to forget about it when you became a vampire." He stated plainly with amusement.
"What?!"
"I apologize, have I offended you?"
"You have!"
"I have to go, don't do anything stupid." He left out the door and I suddenly knew the wrong of my ways. I was a monster and I had subjected to my sin filled nature. I had given up on god.