Alright thank you to all who reviewed! I admit the characters were a bit
out of character but it was really a time for the characters and me to just
loosen up. Anyway, as depressing this is, I must do a chapter in Eric's new
POV. I am not sure if people wished Eric to become a vampire, but that is
how it happened. I have no control over my imagination. Well, this is in
Eric's POV. Please enjoy.
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Two days later.....
I am no longer human. That sends a pain so sharp into my heart that I scream out each time I think of it. A bit dramatic, I know, but I am to remain looking like an 18 year old boy forever. I look just as old as Jager, and yet I fear him still. He took my blood and Jaguar had changed me.
Nathaniel had heard of my change and came to visit me yesterday. I had screamed at him to leave me. I have only talked to Lucia, who does not verbally pity me.
When I had woken up, I had drank from Jaguar once again. I refused to kill a human when I was so new to the world I had lived in and yet never unlived. And now here I was, one of the things that I used to be a pet to.
Everything, who I was, what had happened, had been foggy to me when I had awoken. But over the brief time since, everything has come back to me. Nada, my wife, my human wife. Or maybe she is a vampire now. I do not know. Jager had taken her and might have turned her into the younger version of Jazlyn, Ash Night's mother. But maybe that Smoke witch is protecting her, I am not sure.
And my child. The child I did not know existed. We had made love and I never thought much about it until now.But the day I was changed, I had been shocked to find out that a child that shared my blood was growing inside Nada for almost two months. She must have gotten pregnant the night of our "Honeymoon".
And now I have been changed into a vampire. For obvious reasons, I am grateful that Jaguar, who has been like my father, changed me. I could now choose whether to live or die by my own choice, see my wife and maybe my child, and get revenge on Jager. But I hated Jaguar because he has given me no choice but to die damned. I should not believe in damnation, I am not very religous, but I do. And now if I wish to die, I must do it by my own hand and die damned, shunned by the God so many people believe is watching over us.
Turning over in my bed, I pray to that God. "Please, if you are there, protect my wife and child from Jager. I am not sure he means to do her harm but I am still asking you to please care for the two most important things in my life."
"I think that God of yours might need a little help." Once again turning over, I see a puffy eyed Lucia. She has spoken tear choked and I wished I could go and hug her, comfort her, but I could not. Not when I myself needed comfort.
"Come sit next to me," I whispered. I saw her look at me a bit hesitantly. My eyes had changed to black and I was still too young to change them. I was now perfected. A Midnight vampire. "That hurts you know," I muttered, turning away from her. I heard her sigh and walk behind me. Like a mother, she wrapped her arms around me, then made me turn so that our eyes connected.
It was easy to see that she had recently been in her animal form. Her eyes were still the color of a wild tiger. "I'm sorry. I should not be so selfish. You are in more pain than I. You have had your wife and child stolen from you." I nodded, suddenly too choked up to speak. I was still too human for vampire standards. "I will help you get them back, I promise. I swear on Blaze's grave that we will get Nada and your child back."
"Thank you," I stuttered, silent tears creeping down my cheeks. "I miss her already."
"So do I, and it has only been two days. I do not wish to know what she is doing at this moment. All I wish is that she is unharmed and still alive." She kissed me sisterly on the top of my head before setting her head on my shoulder.
Although Lucia is now 20 years old, she still acts like she is a teenager. During Nada's imprisionment in the basement, I spent all my spare time with Lucia. We had become like sister and brother. But now one of us was dead. Dead like her uncle. And yet so alive that they breathed, although they did not need to, spoke, saw, felt, heard, and tasted.
"Me too," I stroked her cheek with my fingers, trailing over stains of tears over her bronze skin.
"Eric, I must speak with you about something." I winced when I heard the voice of my bloodfather, Jaguar. He had not spoken to me since he had let me feed from him.
"I'll see you later brother," Lucia whispered in my ear before kissing my cheek and standing up. I heard her hesitation when she past by Jaguar.
"Now, Eric," Jaguar began as he gripped my shoulder and turned me around to see him. His face was traced with anger, sadness, and confusion. "I know this whole vampire thing is hard for you. You have gone from a slave into a Midnight vampire. What you do after this is up to you. You could move close to New Mayhem, where I am sure a witch named Madrina Macht will take care of you. Until you get used to this. I cannot help you now. As much as I am glad that I do not have to watch you die, I am upset as a father figure that you have been changed into what I am.
"Ever since I brought you into my ownership 7 years ago, I had thought of you as a son. I trusted you, I still do, I still love you like a son. But I always wished that you would never become what I was. I never wanted you to become a vampire. I never wanted to see blood on your lips. But I decided when I saw you near death two days ago that I did not want you to die right then. If I could save you for just a few more days. I would."
He sighed and I could see the sadness in his gaze. "And because of all of this, I ask for your forgiveness. If I had never gotten that treaty signed, Nada might still be here with us, with you, and her child could be close to its father. If I never got this treaty signed, you might still be human."
I was once again in tears. I have cried to much lately that I have almost run out of tears. I could feel it. "I don't want your request for forgiveness," I replied, which made Jaguar look away. "I cannot accept forgiveness from you." I heard the hatred in my voice and I swallowed. I was still breathing, just like Jaguar was. Human habits die hard. "Not now, when I need help." That made him look up at me, two pairs of black eyes connecting for a split second.
"You want me to bring Nada back now do you?" His gaze melted into pity. I did not want pity. I hated pity. Now was not the time to give pity when I was in need to bring back my wife and unborn child.
With strength I had gained from my vampiric blood, I shoved Jaguar away from me. I was oddly strong as young as I was. As I had my blood drained, I had fought as much as I could. It had only resulted in broken ribs, a cracked skull, and losts of blood loss. I would have died without Jaguar's blood.
With vampires, you can gain more strength the more you fought as your blood was taken from your body. I had fought greatly, yet had failed miserably. I suppose now I had gained great strength. But I did not want it. I wanted to be human, be able to grow old and die. But that was not going to happen to me.
"I do not want your pity," I spat at him, emphasizing the last word as if it was an insect. Jaguar seemed completely shocked. I had talked back and shoved him. He, a vampire decades old, was being pushed away by a vampire he himself had created not a week earlier.
And he was losing.
Jaguar seemed either too shocked or too angered to speak. His mind hit mine and it felt as if my veins were on fire. I took a step back and glared at him before he turned and left the room, almost colliding with one of the few people that I thought would never even bother going down this hallway.
"I see that you are a bit stronger than Jager expected." I continued to glare, but some of my anger softened for some reason. I had no idea why. I hated Adrian just as much as the next. "Stronger than my blood-brother expected as well it seems."
"Why are you here Adrian?" I growled as he came into my room. I was still staying in my room in the slave hallway and was to be moved into the west wing the next day. But I, as reluctant as I was to stay here, was somewhat upset to move from the human to vampire. Both in room and mind.
"I heard that you wanted to go and get your precious wife and child back," he began and I was shocked to hear no sarcasm. "I have thought this over and now, that you are a vampire and everything, that it would be a good idea to get on your good side while your at your weakest point in your future unlife." That made sense, I thought to myself. He wanted to make an ally while I was still weak. That way he wouldn't have to be uncomfortable later on if he wanted to ally me when I was stronger.
"And you have a plan?" I prodded as he leaned against the doorframe and gestured vaguely with his left hand. It was odd, how we looked the same age, and yet were so drastic in age difference that it amused me
"Yes, but it might not appeal to you if you are planning to get her tomorrow." I sat down on my bed and gestured to the chair I moved in there last year. He had caught my attention.
"You have my attention."
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Two days later.....
I am no longer human. That sends a pain so sharp into my heart that I scream out each time I think of it. A bit dramatic, I know, but I am to remain looking like an 18 year old boy forever. I look just as old as Jager, and yet I fear him still. He took my blood and Jaguar had changed me.
Nathaniel had heard of my change and came to visit me yesterday. I had screamed at him to leave me. I have only talked to Lucia, who does not verbally pity me.
When I had woken up, I had drank from Jaguar once again. I refused to kill a human when I was so new to the world I had lived in and yet never unlived. And now here I was, one of the things that I used to be a pet to.
Everything, who I was, what had happened, had been foggy to me when I had awoken. But over the brief time since, everything has come back to me. Nada, my wife, my human wife. Or maybe she is a vampire now. I do not know. Jager had taken her and might have turned her into the younger version of Jazlyn, Ash Night's mother. But maybe that Smoke witch is protecting her, I am not sure.
And my child. The child I did not know existed. We had made love and I never thought much about it until now.But the day I was changed, I had been shocked to find out that a child that shared my blood was growing inside Nada for almost two months. She must have gotten pregnant the night of our "Honeymoon".
And now I have been changed into a vampire. For obvious reasons, I am grateful that Jaguar, who has been like my father, changed me. I could now choose whether to live or die by my own choice, see my wife and maybe my child, and get revenge on Jager. But I hated Jaguar because he has given me no choice but to die damned. I should not believe in damnation, I am not very religous, but I do. And now if I wish to die, I must do it by my own hand and die damned, shunned by the God so many people believe is watching over us.
Turning over in my bed, I pray to that God. "Please, if you are there, protect my wife and child from Jager. I am not sure he means to do her harm but I am still asking you to please care for the two most important things in my life."
"I think that God of yours might need a little help." Once again turning over, I see a puffy eyed Lucia. She has spoken tear choked and I wished I could go and hug her, comfort her, but I could not. Not when I myself needed comfort.
"Come sit next to me," I whispered. I saw her look at me a bit hesitantly. My eyes had changed to black and I was still too young to change them. I was now perfected. A Midnight vampire. "That hurts you know," I muttered, turning away from her. I heard her sigh and walk behind me. Like a mother, she wrapped her arms around me, then made me turn so that our eyes connected.
It was easy to see that she had recently been in her animal form. Her eyes were still the color of a wild tiger. "I'm sorry. I should not be so selfish. You are in more pain than I. You have had your wife and child stolen from you." I nodded, suddenly too choked up to speak. I was still too human for vampire standards. "I will help you get them back, I promise. I swear on Blaze's grave that we will get Nada and your child back."
"Thank you," I stuttered, silent tears creeping down my cheeks. "I miss her already."
"So do I, and it has only been two days. I do not wish to know what she is doing at this moment. All I wish is that she is unharmed and still alive." She kissed me sisterly on the top of my head before setting her head on my shoulder.
Although Lucia is now 20 years old, she still acts like she is a teenager. During Nada's imprisionment in the basement, I spent all my spare time with Lucia. We had become like sister and brother. But now one of us was dead. Dead like her uncle. And yet so alive that they breathed, although they did not need to, spoke, saw, felt, heard, and tasted.
"Me too," I stroked her cheek with my fingers, trailing over stains of tears over her bronze skin.
"Eric, I must speak with you about something." I winced when I heard the voice of my bloodfather, Jaguar. He had not spoken to me since he had let me feed from him.
"I'll see you later brother," Lucia whispered in my ear before kissing my cheek and standing up. I heard her hesitation when she past by Jaguar.
"Now, Eric," Jaguar began as he gripped my shoulder and turned me around to see him. His face was traced with anger, sadness, and confusion. "I know this whole vampire thing is hard for you. You have gone from a slave into a Midnight vampire. What you do after this is up to you. You could move close to New Mayhem, where I am sure a witch named Madrina Macht will take care of you. Until you get used to this. I cannot help you now. As much as I am glad that I do not have to watch you die, I am upset as a father figure that you have been changed into what I am.
"Ever since I brought you into my ownership 7 years ago, I had thought of you as a son. I trusted you, I still do, I still love you like a son. But I always wished that you would never become what I was. I never wanted you to become a vampire. I never wanted to see blood on your lips. But I decided when I saw you near death two days ago that I did not want you to die right then. If I could save you for just a few more days. I would."
He sighed and I could see the sadness in his gaze. "And because of all of this, I ask for your forgiveness. If I had never gotten that treaty signed, Nada might still be here with us, with you, and her child could be close to its father. If I never got this treaty signed, you might still be human."
I was once again in tears. I have cried to much lately that I have almost run out of tears. I could feel it. "I don't want your request for forgiveness," I replied, which made Jaguar look away. "I cannot accept forgiveness from you." I heard the hatred in my voice and I swallowed. I was still breathing, just like Jaguar was. Human habits die hard. "Not now, when I need help." That made him look up at me, two pairs of black eyes connecting for a split second.
"You want me to bring Nada back now do you?" His gaze melted into pity. I did not want pity. I hated pity. Now was not the time to give pity when I was in need to bring back my wife and unborn child.
With strength I had gained from my vampiric blood, I shoved Jaguar away from me. I was oddly strong as young as I was. As I had my blood drained, I had fought as much as I could. It had only resulted in broken ribs, a cracked skull, and losts of blood loss. I would have died without Jaguar's blood.
With vampires, you can gain more strength the more you fought as your blood was taken from your body. I had fought greatly, yet had failed miserably. I suppose now I had gained great strength. But I did not want it. I wanted to be human, be able to grow old and die. But that was not going to happen to me.
"I do not want your pity," I spat at him, emphasizing the last word as if it was an insect. Jaguar seemed completely shocked. I had talked back and shoved him. He, a vampire decades old, was being pushed away by a vampire he himself had created not a week earlier.
And he was losing.
Jaguar seemed either too shocked or too angered to speak. His mind hit mine and it felt as if my veins were on fire. I took a step back and glared at him before he turned and left the room, almost colliding with one of the few people that I thought would never even bother going down this hallway.
"I see that you are a bit stronger than Jager expected." I continued to glare, but some of my anger softened for some reason. I had no idea why. I hated Adrian just as much as the next. "Stronger than my blood-brother expected as well it seems."
"Why are you here Adrian?" I growled as he came into my room. I was still staying in my room in the slave hallway and was to be moved into the west wing the next day. But I, as reluctant as I was to stay here, was somewhat upset to move from the human to vampire. Both in room and mind.
"I heard that you wanted to go and get your precious wife and child back," he began and I was shocked to hear no sarcasm. "I have thought this over and now, that you are a vampire and everything, that it would be a good idea to get on your good side while your at your weakest point in your future unlife." That made sense, I thought to myself. He wanted to make an ally while I was still weak. That way he wouldn't have to be uncomfortable later on if he wanted to ally me when I was stronger.
"And you have a plan?" I prodded as he leaned against the doorframe and gestured vaguely with his left hand. It was odd, how we looked the same age, and yet were so drastic in age difference that it amused me
"Yes, but it might not appeal to you if you are planning to get her tomorrow." I sat down on my bed and gestured to the chair I moved in there last year. He had caught my attention.
"You have my attention."