1983
London, England
Crane. It was the only name that my mother had ever known from the man that could have been my father. That his last name was Crane. . . but then again it could have been his first name too, or it could have never been his name at all. All she knew was Crane though. That he was too good to ever give her anything besides Crane. As I kid I thought that my dad used that name because he liked the bird, or because he wanted to become a bird, my mother had always filled it into my head that it was not his real last or first name, that a guy would never be good enough to a girl to give him his real name, not even for true love. Which my mother thought to be a fantasy as well. I did not know back then, all of those long years ago, that Crane would turn out to be the most important part of my whole life's history, that Crane would be a very important man in my life.
I felt like I was in a world, alone. Looking back it was almost funny to think that Godric had sent me away and me thinking nothing of it. I thought that all he wanted me to do was go out and see the world, that he wanted me to know what other countries was like. But really, I think he was just preparing me for what the world was turning into. I did not want to leave Godric's side, I would never want for something to happen to him because I was not there to be able to protect him, but he outsmarted me, sending me away to all of the different places that I was able to speak from and some that he knew that I wanted to learn, badly. He told me to go and see the world, wherever I want to go, he would pay for me to go there, when I wanted to go to another place, to just call him and he would have me sent there within the day. He told me that though we are technically dead, that I needed to go out and live a little, without him there to be able to hold onto the training wheels for me. Even baby vampires need to go away for a little without their makers there to hold their hands. So I took it as just that, I needed to live a little. There was only one problem with that though, one rule that I had to follow, I must not return home until I was told that I could. He went so far to use the ' as your maker,' line to make sure that I would not come back home. Tasting humans from all around the world. Though I did not fully like to do it- Godric hated it, I could see it in his eyes now – I loved the thrill of the kill.
But there was something. . . different in this trip that will haunt me to this day, something that will always be stuck in my brain like a needle in a vein. I would never be able to forget him, the way that he smelt, the way that he talks, the things that he told me about, no. . . there would be no way that I would be able to forget this man. The man that I met while I was in London one night, a man that was just so. . . different. He was the first Fae that I had ever met before in my life, he was the first person that sent the white light through me as I tried to speak to him. It sent me nearly into the building that was next door, through almost two hold layers of brick to stop me from going onto what could have been a persons living room! Yes, his blood did smell fucking amazing, I will not lie about that, but there was something else about him as well. I did not want to drink from him, it did not have an appeal to me like it may have for other vampires, there was something different about this man that attracted me to him. He could read my mind, but he could control what things I heard and what things I could not hear. Like places where he lived, people that he knew that were also Fae, things that I wanted to know about so badly, he kept from me. He could tell me things about myself that I had never known about before, without saying a world. He was someone that I wanted to know more. More than anything else, he knew me before I even told him my name.
He knew all about my life. The places that I had grown up in back in Maine. The places that my mother used to take me when I was a toddler, my first day of school, the place that I would always hike up to every time the first snow-fall of the season would hit, my first- and only – boyfriend that I ever had. He was able to know all of this about me without me even telling him about it. It was kind of scary, after all of these years of thinking that I was the only one out there that could read minds, that I was the top of the top when it came to all informations, that I was the top hunter out there, to be at the mercy of a man like this. This man, he was something different, he knew everything about me. Things that I never wanted anyone to know about, he knew. Things that I had even forgotten about my own humans life, he knew about. Things from the beginning of my vampire life, things that were still kind of a blur from the first few days of my life, he remembered when I could not. Most importantly, things that I never had and never would tell Godric, my maker and my best friend, about this man knew about within the first few seconds of seeing me. He was able to get into my mind and be able to dig through it.
This man, he looked so young for his age. He looked like someone that would be maybe in his early to mid twenties. He wore his clothes too tight to his body and wore clothes that even for the time looked a bit. . . well odd. A stripped yellow and blue vest that had leather laced in the from to make it tighter around his body and these pants that clung to him light he had painted his legs black instead of put on the pants. His hair was short and auburn, more brown then red though, but it matched him so well. His features were as sharp as the wrong else of a knife, but his eyes could catch your off guard with just a look. He was beautiful, there was no way of going around that, he had the features that any woman, no matter where he was, would swoon over. For older woman, it made them love them as a child, because he looked so young and so unsure. To any woman that was his age. . . well it made him so sexy and so. . .mysterious. Which this man just love to suck up like a sponge, though he thought that vampire were a rather. . . horny species, this man was up there with any good vampire. He was also very skinny for a man of the time, so skinny that it seemed like if you touched him in the wrong way that you would be able to break him in half. Though his looks told a story of a young man, his blood told a different story of a man that had lived a long and known life, one that spaded for more than a hundred years, at least.
" Sygin, our families have been interlocked with one another for longer than you will ever be able to fathom. Your blood. . . well what your blood used to have within it, it was linked into the fairy world more than you will know. It used to be the purest of Fae blood that we had. You are a part of fairy history that no one wanted to watch break." The man said as we sat down at a bar, my brain still abuzz from the white light that had come from the mans fingers.
" Yeah, well I guess that you could say that I have the worst blood in the world to you guys now. You pretty much summed that out with the whole. . .light thing that you did to me out there which, by the way, I was not going to drain you. I have much more respect than that." I whispered as the bartender walk from the end of the bar over to us, asking for the millionth time if I would like anything to drink, with I just shook my head no.
" You were supposed to be protected from all vampires in the world by my family, you were supposed to never have had this happen to you because of what you are. Never supposed to be in any contact with a vampire." I laughed as the man told me this.
" Well you guys sure did a hell of a job with that, now didn't ya?" I laughed as I wished I could have had a beer, I had never been able to try alcohol before.
" Sygin, you may not know this now, the rest of my family may not know this now, but you are the most powerful and most important part of the Fae world that we have left. I for one, will always be around to protect you when you truly need it. Just remember that, alright?" He asked as he took my hand out, making all five fingers spread apart from one another. " I swear to it on the light." He said as his finger light up like a Christmas tree.
" You better be able to back up that promise with something better than that." I said as his touched his finger to mine, I could instantly feel a warmth rush over my body.
" You will be protected by our family for the rest of your never ending life. I swear to it on the light." He said as he looked around, the bartender was working on another drunk from down the bar, who's eyes were bugged out of his head.
" Do I have the light inside of me as well?" I asked.
" You used to." He man smile as he let go of my finger. " And you still may."
" Now why did you go from just your family to our family?" I asked lightly as the man go up from his stool.
" You ask way to many questions, girl." He chuckled as he swung his jacket up and around his body.
" When will I see you again?" I asked, not wanting to lose him forever.
" When you need me, I will come for you." He smiled.
" Well then you must at least give me your family, if you are swearing to protect me, I should at least know your name. Also because you know mine." I smiled my best smile as I stood up and tried to follow him out.
" Claude, the name's Claude." He smiled as he stuck out his hand.
" Pleasure to meet you, Mr. . .?" I asked trying to get out a full name.
" Crane." He smiled as he walked out of the bar, leaving me stunned as I could not move, like I had been cemented to the floor below me. But the instant that I was able to move, I did not try and chase after the man, did not even bother to leave the bar, but instead I glamored the bartender to allow me to use his phone to call back home, I needed Godric right then and there.
Authority Head-Courters
2012
Two days later
Nora met the True Death early in the morning yesterday. I was forced to watch her death as I knelt beside her and begged her to give up the names of others before us, begged her to give up the diluted dream she was living in, and that we would both be able to go home. Though I knew that it would not be that easy to just be able to have Nora tell everything that she knew about the new group that she had joined into and get released from this hell hole and for Nora, Eric, and myself to go back to Fangtasia, it was wroth a hell of a lot of shots, if you ask me. But Nora being the Nora that she always had been, she would not give up anything about who or what she was doing. Always a fucking stubborn as she had been. Just like Eric. Just like Godric. It ran in the blood. They could not get anything, not even a word out of her. Nora met the True Death in what I believe to be the worst way in the world, she met it by the sun. They left her to rot in the cage that they had been in and allowed me to stay in there with her, they already knew that I would not be able to meet the True Death with the sun. Though it was still so unsure to me how they knew this. I can still hear the screams that were coming from Nora's mouth as I tried to wrap my arms around her, tried to make it a little easier on her. I told her that everything would be fine, she was going to be just fine, that she would be with Godric soon. It made her stop screaming, just seconds before she busted into a pile of blood. She met her death in my arms.
Since then, I have been waiting in my room for Eric to come home. There was no way that I was going to leave this hell hole knowing that Eric would come back here. Though on the plus side, I have been upgraded to a room with no bars around me, I still felt like I am a prisoner in that place. Which I am unsure if that is the whole point to this or not. I have cried till nothing would come out from there, screaming into my pillow until there was nothing left inside of me to let out. I felt so human that there was nothing left in my to be able to drink the True Blood that had been left for me, even that made me want to vomit. I have been curled up, wrapped around one of Nora's favorite dresses for what seems like years when the doors finally opened up, but I could not bare to turn around, I did not care who or what it was. There was no way in hell that I was in the mood nor was I in the right state of mind to be able to entertain the Guardian in the ways that he would want me to, no way in hell I was gong to be able to become his little puppet like Nora had become.
But within this, I had found that there was something about my family that scared me more than anything else. The sun was a factor in all of our lives. . . usually ending the life. Godric and Nora, they had both, in some way, been killed by the sun. Meeting their True Death because of a form of the sun. Eric had nearly ended his own life because he was trying to protect Sookie by killing Russel with the sun. I had some form of light and sun running through my blood because of the sun. The sun would always be able to ruin our lives, no matter what happened to us, no matter how many times we tried to hid from it, no matter what we were, the sun was always there, to remind us that we are only supposed to be the creatures of the night, never to cross the line into the true pureness that was the sun.
" Sister." Eric whispered lightly as he picked my body up and laid us both down on the silk sheets of my bed.
" I failed him, Eric. I promised that I would keep you both safe, that I would get us all out of here no matter what happened, I fucking failed him." I cried as I buried my face into his chest.
" Him? Him who?" Eric hissed as he almost shuck me out of his chest.
" Godric, Eric. He came to me while I was alone in the cell and told me that I had to get the three of us out of here before anything would happen to us, that I was to protect the three of us for any of this and I failed him! All I could do was hold her and I could not help her!" I sobbed as it seemed like I was unable to get any breath out of my body.
" Nora. What happened to her?!" Eric roared as he swung me around like a rag doll, trying to get me out of the state that I was in. Eric had not been told about what had happened to our sister since his time of being out trying to find
" She would not give up, she would not tell them anything Eric. She was too stubborn that she gave up her life still believing that Lilith wants us to drain all humans. The made her meet the True Death, Eric I can still hear her screaming!" I cried as he growled something so deep that it sounded like something that should not be able to come out of a man.
" They made you watch?" Eric hissed, I could almost see the anger starting to build up in his body.
" Eric, I was right there with her, I had her in my arms. . . she never seemed so tiny before then." I cried out as I looked around my rooms, no cameras in sight.
" How fucking sick are these people? To make one sister watch the other one die in her own arms? Repulsing!" Eric growled.
" We need to get out of here, soon. Tonight, Eric." I almost begged as I pulled him in close to me. " We need to leave this place, please."
" Sister, I will get you out of here, if it is the last thing that I do, I will get us out of here." He said as he placed my forehead onto his, I could see the look of revenge coming to his eyes.
" Promise me you will not do anything stupid?" I asked.
" Oh little Sister, you still have so much to learn about escaping and getting revenge while you are doing it." Eric laughed a laugh that sent chills down my body, one that scared me to death.
