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Ch 10 Awakening
After two days quietly sleeping and recovering her strength Fred finally woke up. She found herself in a dark room and yet she felt comfortable, she could see in the dark, something she was sure she couldn't do before. She sat up in bed and instinctively felt her neck to see if the nightmare was true. She felt the two small puncture wounds and knew that it hadn't been a nightmare. She really had been bitten by the legendary Creature.
She couldn't remember what had happened, she just remembered going to warn the person that lived in the castle that the mob had been coming. She didn't remember going to this place or when she had been turned into a vampire. If that was what happened.
Fred got out of the bed and reached for a magnificent red gown that had been left on the end of her bed. She put it on and was soon ready to go downstairs. She had never felt so great ever, she felt like she had a strength about her and that she was not just a slave working for a living but something better, something more powerful than a human. She walked down the stairs; she instinctively knew where to go and where Lestat would be.
Fred reached a great door, she wasn't afraid about what was behind it but she was concerned that she would wake the person sleeping behind it. How did she know all these things? It didn't make sense to her and she didn't want to understand it. She opened the door and saw a bed similar to her own. Someone was asleep in it. A man who she knew was Lestat. So much for the villagers theory that vampire sleep in coffins. She smiled.
The man sat up straight when he heard Fred coming.
"Come in please. I have been waiting for you. You have slept long but I trust you are feeling better." The voice was calm but she swore she could hear just a hint of excitement in it.
She moved forwards and sat down on the bed.
Lestat leaned close to her and stroked her hair. He sighed and threw his arms around her. She didn't move away but actually leaned into him. She suddenly and surprisingly bit his hand. He jumped slightly but didn't move away. In fact Fred could almost feel him smiling.
After a few minutes Lestat pulled away and held up his bloodied hand to inspect it, he smiled at Fred who was lost for words. She touched her mouth and noticed the blood that was trickling down her chin. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, this wasn't how she was meant to behave, she was no monster.
"What is happening to me?"
"You are one of us now. It is a better place here, no worries, no responsibilities. It is perfect. Do not worry Fred, you will learn soon what to do. You just have to be patient. That is all you need to know for now. But before I tell you more let us eat, something other than each other."
He got up and began putting his dark suit and long coat on. She hadn't realised how handsome he was and found it hard to believe that something so evil could be so good looking. He caught her staring at him and smiled.
"Do you like what you see my love? I hope so because I intend to teach you everything I know and one day you will be as great as me."
Lestat moved towards her and took her by the hand, she allowed herself to be lead by him to the dining hall. There Neill was waiting with a towel draped over his arm in a failed attempt to please his master and their new guest. Neill already knew that he would not like the new girl but his master had told him to make her comfortable so he would do what he was told and make an effort.
Neill pulled out a chair for Fred to sit in and she nodded her thanks to him. He still didn't like her no matter how polite she was to him. He went through a door into the kitchen to prepare their meal whilst the two of them talked.
"What is this place? This isn't the castle."
"No, this is not the castle you came to. We had to make an unexpected move." She watched him whilst he filled in everything that had happened since she was created. She tried to pay attention but there was something that distracted her.
Right on cue Neill walked into the room as soon as Lestat had finished talking, he was carrying with him two goblets made of silver and encrusted with jewels. He offered one to Fred who looked down into the deep red liquid. She knew it was blood but didn't want to drink it. Lestat saw that she didn't want it and smiled at her.
"It is alright Fred. You must drink it, it will make you feel better, I promise." He held up his glass in a cheers gesture and took a long drink.
She reluctantly did the same and drank the thick liquid. She didn't like the taste of it and yet she couldn't stop drinking it. Lestat had been right it did make her feel better, she instantly felt stronger than she had done before and drained the cup. She put the cup down on the table and looked at Lestat who was still drinking his whilst watching her with curious fascination.
Neill watched amazed that she was being so calm about drinking it, when he had first tried it he had thrown up all over Lestat who just made him swallow more. He would have expected her to be a little more concerned about drinking blood and yet she didn't seem to have any objections.
Lestat also watched Fred wondering what would happen after she drank the blood. Most people wouldn't do it but she seemed to enjoy it. He smiled at her and signalled for Neill to take the cups away and get the main course. He initiation had gone well.
After a few minutes Neill came out with a tray covered with silver dishes that looked like they had real food in them. He set them out on the table as Lestat's gaze shifted from Neill to Fred. When Neill had finished he took the tops off the dishes to reveal real food. Fred gasped and Lestat smiled.
"Now it is time to enjoy a proper meal. I though you might like some food that isn't liquid seeing as it is your first day."
"Are you not eating?" Fred asked.
"I like to watch."
"Do you have any more of the blood?" Fred asked much to the surprise of both Neill and Lestat.
Neill nodded and went back to the kitchen to get more of the blood. Lestat just stared at her as she dug into the solid food. He had made a good choice.
Ch 10 Awakening
After two days quietly sleeping and recovering her strength Fred finally woke up. She found herself in a dark room and yet she felt comfortable, she could see in the dark, something she was sure she couldn't do before. She sat up in bed and instinctively felt her neck to see if the nightmare was true. She felt the two small puncture wounds and knew that it hadn't been a nightmare. She really had been bitten by the legendary Creature.
She couldn't remember what had happened, she just remembered going to warn the person that lived in the castle that the mob had been coming. She didn't remember going to this place or when she had been turned into a vampire. If that was what happened.
Fred got out of the bed and reached for a magnificent red gown that had been left on the end of her bed. She put it on and was soon ready to go downstairs. She had never felt so great ever, she felt like she had a strength about her and that she was not just a slave working for a living but something better, something more powerful than a human. She walked down the stairs; she instinctively knew where to go and where Lestat would be.
Fred reached a great door, she wasn't afraid about what was behind it but she was concerned that she would wake the person sleeping behind it. How did she know all these things? It didn't make sense to her and she didn't want to understand it. She opened the door and saw a bed similar to her own. Someone was asleep in it. A man who she knew was Lestat. So much for the villagers theory that vampire sleep in coffins. She smiled.
The man sat up straight when he heard Fred coming.
"Come in please. I have been waiting for you. You have slept long but I trust you are feeling better." The voice was calm but she swore she could hear just a hint of excitement in it.
She moved forwards and sat down on the bed.
Lestat leaned close to her and stroked her hair. He sighed and threw his arms around her. She didn't move away but actually leaned into him. She suddenly and surprisingly bit his hand. He jumped slightly but didn't move away. In fact Fred could almost feel him smiling.
After a few minutes Lestat pulled away and held up his bloodied hand to inspect it, he smiled at Fred who was lost for words. She touched her mouth and noticed the blood that was trickling down her chin. She couldn't understand what was happening to her, this wasn't how she was meant to behave, she was no monster.
"What is happening to me?"
"You are one of us now. It is a better place here, no worries, no responsibilities. It is perfect. Do not worry Fred, you will learn soon what to do. You just have to be patient. That is all you need to know for now. But before I tell you more let us eat, something other than each other."
He got up and began putting his dark suit and long coat on. She hadn't realised how handsome he was and found it hard to believe that something so evil could be so good looking. He caught her staring at him and smiled.
"Do you like what you see my love? I hope so because I intend to teach you everything I know and one day you will be as great as me."
Lestat moved towards her and took her by the hand, she allowed herself to be lead by him to the dining hall. There Neill was waiting with a towel draped over his arm in a failed attempt to please his master and their new guest. Neill already knew that he would not like the new girl but his master had told him to make her comfortable so he would do what he was told and make an effort.
Neill pulled out a chair for Fred to sit in and she nodded her thanks to him. He still didn't like her no matter how polite she was to him. He went through a door into the kitchen to prepare their meal whilst the two of them talked.
"What is this place? This isn't the castle."
"No, this is not the castle you came to. We had to make an unexpected move." She watched him whilst he filled in everything that had happened since she was created. She tried to pay attention but there was something that distracted her.
Right on cue Neill walked into the room as soon as Lestat had finished talking, he was carrying with him two goblets made of silver and encrusted with jewels. He offered one to Fred who looked down into the deep red liquid. She knew it was blood but didn't want to drink it. Lestat saw that she didn't want it and smiled at her.
"It is alright Fred. You must drink it, it will make you feel better, I promise." He held up his glass in a cheers gesture and took a long drink.
She reluctantly did the same and drank the thick liquid. She didn't like the taste of it and yet she couldn't stop drinking it. Lestat had been right it did make her feel better, she instantly felt stronger than she had done before and drained the cup. She put the cup down on the table and looked at Lestat who was still drinking his whilst watching her with curious fascination.
Neill watched amazed that she was being so calm about drinking it, when he had first tried it he had thrown up all over Lestat who just made him swallow more. He would have expected her to be a little more concerned about drinking blood and yet she didn't seem to have any objections.
Lestat also watched Fred wondering what would happen after she drank the blood. Most people wouldn't do it but she seemed to enjoy it. He smiled at her and signalled for Neill to take the cups away and get the main course. He initiation had gone well.
After a few minutes Neill came out with a tray covered with silver dishes that looked like they had real food in them. He set them out on the table as Lestat's gaze shifted from Neill to Fred. When Neill had finished he took the tops off the dishes to reveal real food. Fred gasped and Lestat smiled.
"Now it is time to enjoy a proper meal. I though you might like some food that isn't liquid seeing as it is your first day."
"Are you not eating?" Fred asked.
"I like to watch."
"Do you have any more of the blood?" Fred asked much to the surprise of both Neill and Lestat.
Neill nodded and went back to the kitchen to get more of the blood. Lestat just stared at her as she dug into the solid food. He had made a good choice.
