The first vampire

Chapter 6

A/n: I'm back from my cruise, I've spent a few hours on the ship typing this story (don't you guys love me? I thought of all of you whilst on my holiday!) and had gotten sick when I came back -_-lll Anyway, it had been a long wait and I hope you guys liked this chapter!

on another note, I am still looking for a beta... QwQ please, someone? anyone?

16th Century

A castle bigger and grander than any other stand right in the middle of a lush forest, although most were unable to see it lest it decides to show itself to them, most of the magical races of Britain called it 'The Sanctuary'. It's doors open to those who seek refuge and safety, other than being a safe house for the weres, faes, elves, vampires and any other magical or supernatural races, it was also rumored to be the home of a very, very old vampire.

Hesperos had gathered the allegiance of various vampires all around the world during his long years of life. And today, they had gathered together, a rare gathering of many, ancient and the not so ancient vampires. The reason?

~The previous day~

"Territories had gotten scarce and many overlapped each others, we have been fighting among ourselves for too long." Damon's deep and rough voice echoed through the room, he was a large muscular, tanned human, comparable to a bear or a large cougar, before he was turned, although after turning, he paled slightly but was still rather tanned and had kept his build.

"Some of the newborns had been careless, their makers irresponsible, releasing them without teaching them of our ways. They have exposed us to some humans. We, the hunters, are being hunted!" Marianne's wispy voice replied, she was a courtesan in her human life, and now, her beauty was preserved forever.

"The Darian coven as they called themselves were overthrown by the Volturi coven. Not that they are doing any better." Vincent continued, a child, turned when he had just reached ten. His looks were the epitome of innocence, which he doesn't mind flaunting that ability, dressed as a child of nobility. His maker had forsaken him and Hesperos had brought him up, in a way, he considered Hesperos his maker in all but that aspect.

"We should have someone who has the power to create and enforce a law on every vampire." Ulrik, with the looks that would make any woman swoon, blonde hair, blue eyes and with a charming smile upon his face, although he had the arrogance the size of mount Everest as well.

"Oh? And who do you have in mind? Yourself?" Scoffed another.

"If all of you are agreeable, yes."

"What makes you eligible to have the power over us all?" Damon growled, baring his fangs.

And soon, threatening hisses and growls rang out in the clearing as argument spread.

"Enough. What are the requirements to be the ruler?" A vampire who calls himself, Aki, asked.

"Power is a must." Damon's voice rang out.

"Responsibility and with a great mind." Marianne continued.

"Respect." Said Ulrik.

"Age." Vincent said with a nod.

"Oh like we know anyone who has them all." Vincent continued, rubbing the bridge of his nose.

"Yes we do." A whisper called out from the vampire that did not speak till now.

"And who will that be, Sanguini?"

"We all know who he is."

Silence spread through the clearing before mutters of agreement rang out.

"But…" Sanguini continued after the noise settled down.

"But?"

"We all know that he…has no interest in anything like that."

"Great, the only time we are agreeable, the man himself does not wish to lead."

"We could always try?" Aki said positively, well, he was always a positive young man.

"Yes we could."

"We'll meet at his castle on the morrow."

A burst of wind blew through the clearing, lifting a few blades of grass and swayed the branches of the trees as every vampire left at the same time.

~Back to the present~

As the moon rose slowing up the night sky, as humans prepared to go to bed, in the Sanctuary, Hesperos sat on his throne quietly, tapping his fingers against the arm impatiently as his eyes glanced over the crowd in front of him. "Is there a reason why, I had…over a hundred guests whom had conveniently appear in front of me to ask me the same question, on this very night?"

"We were discussing-"

"All of you had known me for at least a hundred years, some even thousands. I do not believe that none of you had known what my answer would be."

"The Volturi are, for a lack of better word, incompetent. And Hesperos, you do not have a nest to protect you should they…"

"Try to attack?" Sanguini growled, "My maker has my nest to protect him."

"And I'm willing to bet on it that everyone else would be agreeable, that our nests would do so as well." Damon said, waving his arms around, gesturing to every leader and their respective nests and getting sounds or nods of approval from them.

"Is this a plot to pressurize me into giving in to your wishes?" Hesperos sighed, giving them all a blank stare.

"Nooo." Sanguini replied, trying and failing to make himself look innocent.

"You look like you had tried to eat human food." Damon drawled, earning a snarl from Sanguini as Aki and Marianne laughed at them.

"Aw, look, we get along so well. May as well combine to turn into a giant nest." Ulrik said sarcastically.

"Not a nest, none of us wishes to give up our positions as head but…a clan?" Vincent asked as suddenly every leader was lost in thought.

"…I object..." Hesperos said, shaking his head as they whispered amongst themselves.

After a few minutes, Ulrik grinned up at Hesperos, "We have decided-"

"Great, the only time you used your brain was to turn it against me." Hesperos drawled, earning himself a "HEY!" from Ulrik.

"All of you may join if you want to but I am not going to be on the top of the damned chain here." Growled Hesperos.

"Of course…my lord." Sanguini said, smirking as he dodged a vase which was thrown at his head.

"ARGH you….!" Hesperos muttered.

"Insubordinate? Useless follower?" Vincent asked.

"…." Hesperos gripped his armrest till it cracked slightly.

"Will you punish him?" Asked Marianne curiously.

"Can we watch?" Ulrik said, licking his lips.

"Good suggestion. And no you may not." Hesperos grinned as he raced to Sanguini, picking him up and racing out of the room. Soon, from the next room, muffled screams and moans were heard, obviously coming from Sanguini, as some paled. "Is he…torturing him?" Asked Damon, wide-eyed as they continued listening, paling even more if that was possible.

"Does it hurt?" Hesperos's dark voice rang out as both his hands moved in tune with each other, a muffled voice soon followed. "Does it?"

"YEEEES!" Sanguini screamed loudly as sounds of flesh being beaten could be heard.

"Apologize?" Hesperos whispered a few hours later, although loud enough for the vampires in the other room to hear.

"I'M SOOOOOORRY!" Sanguini sobbed brokenly as he suddenly screamed out before going eerily silent.

The eavesdropping vampires looked at each other, some gulping in fear.

Meanwhile in the other room, Hesperos stroked his childe's hair as he carried him off his lap and onto the couch that he was sitting on, putting a wooden paddle down along with a suspicious looking metal ring on the table beside him as Sanguini breathed harshly. "Shhh, lay here and rest." He whispered softly to Sanguini as he strode towards the doors, swinging them open and was faced with several rather paler than average looking vampires. "Yes?" He said, arching an eyebrow as he licked his palm and fingers clean.

Vincent took a whiff of the scent surrounding Hesperos and if he could blush, he would intensely. "W-we t-thought…."

"You withheld his…." Ulrik spluttered, as Damon continued with "for six hours?" after they peered into the room and was promptly blocked by Hesperos who closed the door.

"Hn, you all had been listening in for that long? Men." Marianne said as she strolled in with her arm around a human male who was heavily glamoured. "Dinner, anyone?" She asked innocently.

A year later-Clan Sanctum meeting

"The Volturi have not yet made any actions regarding the abandonment of the newly turned." Vincent announced as he entered the full room, stopping the chatter of the various vampires gathered.

"Yet their influence had grown." Ulrik replied once everyone had settled down.

"Through suspicious and underhanded means." Vincent continued, pulling out his high-backed chair and sitting down gracefully. Dressed in fine clothes as usual.

"Even so..." Ulrik trailed off.

"Hesperos had received a missive that cordially invited him to Volturi Castle." Damon growled, his hands which were on the table clenched into fists as they slammed into the stone table with a loud bang.

"Why are you talking as though I am not here?" Hesperos grunted from the end of the large rectangular marble table. Glowing green eyes staring straight ahead.

"Sorry." Damon nodded to Hesperos before keeping silent.

"The Volturi had been destroying covens and nests, accumulating those with special abilities, eliminating those without. It wouldn't be long before they'd set their eyes on our clan." Vincent reported again.

"Yes as though they are that imbecilic to set their eyes upon a coalition of not two but seven nests." Marianne scoffed, inspecting her nails.

"Your sarcasm is not appreciated." Aki said innocently, turning slightly to look to Marianne for a moment.

"There is a slight possibility, seeing as most of us do have an ability that they might have deemed useful." Hesperos said, leaning forward, elbows on the table with fingers linked together, his head resting upon them. "Sanguini, did you contact Godric and Eric? I believe them alone as a pair would be asking for their attention."

"They will be arriving in the next few days." Sanguini replied while inclining his head.

"Have you accepted their invitation?" Damon asked cautiously.

"Yes I have, it would be rude not to." Hesperos replied, nodding once. Chatter erupted all around him, they were talking over each other about the dangers and such. Hesperos held his hand up, palm facing towards them, fingers relaxed as silence blanketed the room.

"I, of course, would not be going alone. My progenies will accompany me and if you would not mind, Vincent and Damon, I would like to borrow Demetri and Felix for a small, long period task if it is alright with the both of you?" Hesperos asked politely.

"Of course!" Damon replied while Vincent's childlike voice rang out, "He will be honored." As Demetri and Felix stepped out from the shadows. Both were the guards of Damon and Vincent, talented in hunting and deathly loyal to their respective leaders.

"A mission? Lovely." Demetri said, rubbing his hands together.

"It may be life threatening, ponder over it before you accept. The task is to infiltrate the Volturi coven from within, the both of you are not only talented in hunting but in the mind arts. Rumor has it that part of their expanding coven, there is one who would be able to manipulate bonds as well as one who could see it. Marcus, I believe he is called. The Volturi are going after relatively small nests of newly turned, arrive in time and they may mistake you both for one of them. They will take you both in for your talents, it may be a few hundred years before you would be coming back, take that into consideration." Hesperos informed them.

"However did you find those facts out?" Marianne asked curiously.

"Oh...a little bat told me." Hesperos said smiling sweetly as the others chuckled or laughed outrightly, Hesperos just knows things, most speculate that he has the ability to see into the future though it was never proven.

"A few hundred years is indeed long." Felix whispered although knowing that everyone could hear him.

"Indeed it is, although you both would not need to leave immediately, however, more training would be required if that is your choice, it is hard to pretend to be a newly turned after so many years. There is no hurry for this." Hesperos told them.

"I would like to have a few years for preparation." Demetri confirmed, Felix nodded along.

"And you both will have as long as you need." Hesperos smiled, nodding slightly.

"Hesperos, when will we be answering their call?" Sanguini's smooth voice rang out.

"Next century perhaps. I was in the midst of planning a vacation when the invitation arrived." Hesperos said smiling gently.

30 years later-year: 1640, England

Carlisle watched the four new additions to the village out of the corner of his eyes during an evening mass, a widower and his three sons, they had built their home on the edge of the village on top of the hill, a modest sized home with the addition of stables and a small farm.

The father, Eric, is a tall and lean man, his height towers over most and the smile on his face would make many girls swoon. His three sons, Harris, the oldest with long jet black hair reaching down to his waist, tied together with a leather band, and had the greenest eyes in the world just like sparkling emerald. He stands slightly more than half a head shorter than his father. Seth, almost reaching his second brother's height, too had black hair and brown eyes, Godric, the youngest at sixteen, reached Eric's chest, maybe a tad bit more if he stood on his toes. All of them had the feel of nobility although they obviously were not. Carlisle wondered if most of their features came from their mother as aside from the pale skins, they hardly do look alike.

They sat beside each other on the bench diagonally in front of Carlisle, looking much like the other villagers as the priest continued preaching, although none of them look all that interested, Harris whispering in Godric's ear as Seth looked down in what looks to be, embarrassment. He wondered what their father was doing seeing as he made no move to stop his sons.

Hesperos's dark aura felt almost solid as tendrils caressed Godric and Sanguini, while he whispered sensually into Godric's ear although all four of them could hear it. He whispered things he would do to his childe, planting various scenarios in his mind. Godric bit his lips trying not to moan aloud, while Sanguini tried to hide his reaction by crossing his legs and looking down. Eric on the other hand was twitching slightly, he almost sighed in relief as the event was over and they quickly made their way back to their home, the scent of arousal around his maker, his maker's blood brother and…his maker's maker was overwhelming for him and he could not help feeling affected by it.

As Hesperos, Sanguini and Godric trudge up the hill at a human pace, Hesperos turned back to face Eric while walking, "Want to join us?" he grinned as Godric smiled with a spark in his eyes "You can be the father and we, the sons who disobeyed you, we have been very bad father, do you want to punish us?"He said while purring. Eric almost stumbled, saved by his vampiric grace, he did not fall flat on his face, he grinned excitedly as he ran back to the house, Hesperos stared at Godric "well...That's a yes I suppose." As the three of them ran back as well, there were times where he, Godric and Sanguini would take up roles although this would be the first time they had done so with Eric.

The next night, Hesperos, Sanguini, Godric and Eric woke in a jumble of limbs in the basement of their home, Hesperos had Godric's head on his stomach, Sanguini's on his chest while he laid partially over Eric's thighs, Eric's head on Godric's torso. It was hard to make out whose hands belonged to which body as they were very tangled up with each other.

"When are we leaving for Italy?" Godric asked curiously as he tilted his head back to look at Hesperos upside down.

"When they have waited long enough, Godric." Hesperos's dark voice echoed in the room.

"Hesperos…"

"Yes Eric?"

"What is the difference between a coven, a nest and a clan?" Eric wondered aloud while staring up at the ceiling, turning only to look at Hesperos when he replied.

"A coven is made up of at vampires whom 80% are created by the head, the leader if you will. A nest is made up of different makers and progenies, serving under a vampire that may or may not be directly responsible for their turning. A clan is built when a few nests and covens gather together, uniting as one, with different leaders. The Volturi are technically, a clan although a suspiciously built one. With a vampire in their midst able to control bonds."

Eric gave a grunt of acknowledgement as he turned slightly, eyes closing partially to bask in the presence of the three ancients around him, his maker, his maker's brother and Hesperos.

3 years later-1643, same location

The full moon peeked out from behind the horizon, rising ever so slowly as Hesperos and Godric lay in the middle of a meadow near their home. Godric lying right beside Hesperos, his head on his shoulder as Hesperos nuzzled his neck softly. "It had been too long since we had time alone like this." Hesperos whispered into Godric's neck, his eyes partially closed as he inhaled Godric's unique scent. "We are going to Italy soon?" Godric whispered back as he caressed the back of his maker's head, playing idly with his hair.

"Yes, very soon." Hesperos replied as he shifted slightly, now able to look straight into Godric's eyes, he moved closer to capture Godric's lips in a quick kiss, pulling back he whispered "Beloved." As he leaned back in to kiss Godric deeply, nipping slightly on his bottom lips for permission, his tongue snaking into Godric's warm cavern as soon as it was granted.

Rolling them over slightly without breaking their kiss, Hesperos had Godric pinned down under him, lifting his head up slightly to smirk at Godric, he slowly kissed a trail down Godric's jaw line, to his neck as Godric gripped the back of Hesperos's neck, his other hand burying itself in his hair. Hesperos slowly moved back up to Godric's lips, kissing the side of his mouth but never on his lips. With a growl, Godric spun the both of them over, reversing their position and moved in for a kiss ferociously. His legs now straddled Hesperos's torso, his bottom rubbing languidly against Hesperos's hardness as Hesperos gripped Godric's waist tightly, groaning into their connected mouths.

In their haze of passion and pleasure, they failed to sense another presence nearby, behind the fences, Carlisle watched in horror as Harris and Godric engage in such an act, was that even possible between two males, he thought to himself, tearing his eyes away from the two entwined forms before him, he looked briefly towards Eric's home, previously, he and his father came over to seek aid from Eric and his sons in the hunting of a witch who had ran into the forest, Carlisle, being the son of a clergyman, was forced to watch the executions of those people although he hated it. Harris had been very kind towards him, and a good friend, although there are times where he seemed to be twice his age. He did not wish for Harris and his brother to be caught and sent to the gallows. Making up his mind, regardless of the consequences, he hurried back towards the house, informing his father that there wasn't anyone in the fields so Eric and his family must have not been at home, most probably having dinner somewhere.

As the two men trudge down the hill, Carlisle managed to glimpse over his shoulder to where the field had laid, before he turned back to reply with a grunt to whatever his father was talking about.

A/n: I would like to thank: xDarklightx, Paddy Gurl, leobutler, The Dark Lady Voldermort666, Fez8745, 917brat, TheDevilInDisguise, when spells go wrong, Vaughn Tyler, sm1982, AJTREY, TheLovelessRose, Firehedgehog, Janelly Slytherin, Kaylen Cooper, Taboo22, Silvermane1, Tango Dancer.

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