Dead and Damned
Chapter Eleven: One Year Later
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I spent the next year with Eadric being his teacher, his aunt, and his friend. We have gotten quite close. All the freshly made of my kind have impulse control issues. Eadric's could be very amusing indeed. I remember one night we were roaming the forest when we came across a man skinning a rabbit. One second he was beside me and the next he pounced. Bloodlust wasn't what was driving him, if you catch my meaning. I laughed so hard. Amusingly, it has happened a few more times since then. Oh how I tease him about it. He gets so livid when I do. That only makes it funnier.
Another thing about freshly made night demons are their unstable emotions. Poor Eadric had that quite badly. We could be talking casually and the next second he was laughing hysterically for no reason. Or we could get done feeding and everything will be fine and the next second he was crying rivers of bloody tears. He hates how he cries blood now, so that threw him into a rage. Honestly I am glad his emotions are more stable now, even if I got a few laughs out of it.
I have laughed more in the last year than I had the 50 I was with Leif. The amount of beatings I got for my mistakes and control issues in my freshly made days were sky high. Not once have I regretted turning my Eadric. He makes me feel lighter. I enjoy his company very much. I am sitting in a tree looking at my Child now. He was gliding barefooted on a frozen pond, twirling and dancing gracefully. Wearing nothing but tight leather pants with his head tilted up at the night sky. His eyes were closed and a small smile was on his lips. He was quite the vision. I am proud to be his maker. He has taken to this life very well.
As I watched him my thoughts drifted to the waterfall beauty. Even after all these nights later I can't seem to shake him. I can't help but let my thoughts drift to his muscular physique, his memorizing grey-blue eyes, his playful demeanor, his beautiful voice, and his lovely markings. I blinked a few times, forcing those thoughts from my head. It was frustrating honestly, how much I longed to see him again. To distract myself I hopped out of the tree and joined Eadric in his dancing (leaving my bear cloak in the tree). His eyes opened and he looked down at me. We danced under the full moon together gracefully. A little while later I decided to shake this party up a bit. Smirking I stomped hard on the ice and tightened my grip on Eadric so he couldn't escape. As we plunged into the icy water I heard Eadric let out a surprised swear. I pushed him deeper into the water and quickly jumped out.
"Måste du Tant Alva? Ärligt talat, du så barnslig." (Must you Aunt Alva? Honestly, you're so childish.) He spat at me when he got out of the water. Then he shook his head. Raven curls went flying around before bouncing back into place when he stopped.
"Jag är barnsliga? Det är ett skratt som kommer från dig."(I'm childish? That's a laugh coming from you.) I reply with scoff, laughter shinning in my mismatched eyes.
Eadric put his hands on his hips with a sassy roll of his eyes. I winked my sky blue eye at him and his lip curled up in playful disgust.
"Varför får jag sätta även upp med dig?" (Why do I even put up with you?) He asked rhetorically. I replied to him anyway.
"Eftersom du inte kunde göra bättre än mig. Jag är så nära perfektion som de kommer." (Because you couldn't do any better than me. I am as close to perfection as they come. ) I say straight faced, shrugging one shoulder. He quirked an eyebrow at me in response.
"Sådan blygsamhet." (Such modesty)
"Naturligtvis, där tror du att du får det ifrån?" (Of course, where do you think you get it from?) I ask him and he chuckles at me.
"Jag är hungrig. Vill du gå med mig?" (I am hungry. Do you want to join me?) I ask him after a moment of comfortable silence.
"Nej. Jag måste gå ändra mina byxor nu på grund av dig. Jag är lyckligt lottad jag har en extra. Jag kommer att vara här när du kommer tillbaka." (No. I have to go change my pants now because of you. I am lucky I have an extra. I will be here when you get back.) He replied, tugging on his dripping leather pants with a grimace.
I nodded at him, ignoring my own wet clothes, and took off in search of a snack. It took me longer than expected to find one. I ran straight for the human but I could feel another one of my kind heading for the same human. That's the only one around for miles and it is mine.I could feel that I have been a night demon for, at the very least, 2 decades longer so I ran as fast as I could and pounced. I had him pinned, my fangs down, and a horrific snarl roared out of me. The man snarled back. It silenced when we really looked at each other's faces.
"Alva?" He breathed in disbelief. His sky blue eyes went wide with shock. I looked closely at his face, my own eyes wide. A 14 winters old boy replaced with a 31 winters old man but there was no denying it was him. It was my Eric.
"Eric." I breathed back and quickly jumped off of him. "Odens bollar." (Odin's balls)
I can't believe I said that. Eadric is rubbing off on me. I couldn't stop staring at my little brother as he stood up straight. We had been eye to eye before I was turned but now he was 3 and half inches taller than me. I cannot believe he is here right now. I thought I would never see him again. Before I could stop myself I embraced him tightly, he returned my embrace just as tightly.
"Hur är du här nu? Jag kan inte tro att det är du Alva. Jag har saknat dig så. Berätta allt." (How are you here right now? I cannot believe it's you Alva. I missed you so. Tell me everything.) His voice was filled with so much emotion. I had to fight back traitorous tears as I nodded my head against his neck.
