Part 2
Disclaimer and stuff: Look at the first chapter, same thing applies.
I woke up in a chamber, richly decorated, I was dressed. I put my hand up to my neck to feel it, the marks had already healed. I took a look outside to see that it was still nighttime, however I did not feel tired. I looked in the mirror to see that I was already in a dress. The sort of one upper class would wear. I felt an immeasurable thirst as if I hadn't drank in a 100 years. My stomach began to ache and I went back to the bed and began to lay on my stomach and moan, it was painful. I heard the door open loudly, a woman walked in. "Eh, Mary, bring me some of the drink, will ya?" I heard the lady speak. Her accent was think and rustic. The sound of footsteps again.
"I've got it. Child," she lifted up my back and head. "You're going to need to drink this." I took the glass from her hand and began to drink it, then it hit me. It was blood. I spat it out on compulsion.
"M'lady, if you want to be better then drink. It's now you're nature to. Please?" I remembered I was a...vampire. And began to drink again, it was...delicious. Soon the glass was empty and I felt myself wanting more. But I believed my hunger could wait, I had no clue where I was.
"Where am I?"
"Why, you're at the Devil's house, my dear. The Orodoghaz." I had heard of this place before, villagers whispering that it had the 'undead' living withing it. I suppose the rumors were true. Then he came in. He nodded to the ladies and they left.
"Ah, so how are you?" He said sitting down next to me.
"Alright I suppose, considering the predicament I'm in." He smiled at me.
"So I hear you're not fond of blood drinking? Heh." He chuckled almost. "You'll get used to it, we all do. Do not worry for it is only cattle's blood and nothing more."
"Oh, well um...what should I be doing right now?" I said unsure of how to respond.
"What do you wish to be doing?" I thought for a moment.
"Avenging my family", I blurted out.
"Oh, that can wait. Come down stairs, we have much to discuss." I followed him out of the room and down the staircase.
Vampires. All of them were talking amongst themselves, starring at me and whispering. I could hear them, remarking on Viktor's new "Pet". I scoffed and stared at the floor. He led me into another room at the far end of the hall. I saw a large group of vampires sitting around a table. The one at the front of the table was smiling at me. I gave him a blank expression. He just kept smiling, he was dressed in what seemed to be ornate jewelry and silks.
"This is the council and the other master of my household, Kraven." He gestured towards the man at the front of the table.
"Councilmen, Kraven, this is Selene." I felt myself blushing, I never was fond of being around larger groups of people. I felt as though I was not as aristocratic as they were. A woman gave me what seemed like a smile as did Kraven and another man sitting at the table. He was black, of African decent.
"Oh! And this would be the leader of our Death Dealers, his name is Kahn."
"Death dealers?" I had no clue what he was talking about.
"Yes, they are the ones who are sworn to hunt down and kill the lycans, those who killed your family." I heard Kraven scoff.
"Heh, surely my Lord." He was sarcastic. Viktor shot him a serious and hard glare. It made me wince.
"Kraven, meet me in my quarters afterwards. Selene," I looked up at him "We could train you to be a death dealer, one of those who are sworn to kill the lycans, but do wish this lifestyle? Hunting and killing?" I thought for a moment. I had the world ahead of me and a more luxurious and incredible life then I could ever imagine myself to have. But avenging my family was my top priority.
"Yes, how soon can I start?" I gave Viktor a serious look, trying not to seem as if I was a little girl.
"My child", he laughed, "No need to be so anxious. We start tomorrow at dusk. But now you need to go to bed. It's almost sunrise. I need to stay here and convene with my council. Victoria will show you back to your quarters." A lady opened the door and waited for me. I walked out glancing back at Viktor. She took my hand and led my up the stairs. I jerked away from it.
"My my, having an attitude problem I see." I shot her a scornful look. "Oh! And would you look at that. Blue eyes already. My dear, Viktor turned you well." I gave her a questioning look.
"What do you mean? I have brown eyes."
"Take a look yourself", she nodded her head over to show me a mirror, I had Viktors eyes.
"Well, that figures. Anyone he turns is usually the strongest in our coven."
"Like Kraven?" I questioned, remembering him to be a top official in the coven.
"He's a pureborn, of mighty rich family might I add. Viktor had turned most of the death dealers though." We were at my room now. I sat down on the bed and looked out the window. I saw the faintest show of pink on the line of the horizon.
"Oh!! My my my! Can't have these open at sunrise now can we." She pulled down a piece of metal that completely covered the window. "Sunlight. A vampire's only weakness. Well, there is rutting but we need not get into that now." She snuffed out the candles on the standing candelabra in my room and closed the door as she left.
"G'night deary."
"Good night." I layed in bed for what seemed like hours. My mind going over the events of tonight, of my entire life. I tried not to think of my family but once I did I began to cry. I heard the door open and a strong arm went around me.
"Child...why are you crying? Do not worry for I am here." This wasn't Viktor. I turned around to see who it was.
Kraven.
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Disclaimer and stuff: Look at the first chapter, same thing applies.
I woke up in a chamber, richly decorated, I was dressed. I put my hand up to my neck to feel it, the marks had already healed. I took a look outside to see that it was still nighttime, however I did not feel tired. I looked in the mirror to see that I was already in a dress. The sort of one upper class would wear. I felt an immeasurable thirst as if I hadn't drank in a 100 years. My stomach began to ache and I went back to the bed and began to lay on my stomach and moan, it was painful. I heard the door open loudly, a woman walked in. "Eh, Mary, bring me some of the drink, will ya?" I heard the lady speak. Her accent was think and rustic. The sound of footsteps again.
"I've got it. Child," she lifted up my back and head. "You're going to need to drink this." I took the glass from her hand and began to drink it, then it hit me. It was blood. I spat it out on compulsion.
"M'lady, if you want to be better then drink. It's now you're nature to. Please?" I remembered I was a...vampire. And began to drink again, it was...delicious. Soon the glass was empty and I felt myself wanting more. But I believed my hunger could wait, I had no clue where I was.
"Where am I?"
"Why, you're at the Devil's house, my dear. The Orodoghaz." I had heard of this place before, villagers whispering that it had the 'undead' living withing it. I suppose the rumors were true. Then he came in. He nodded to the ladies and they left.
"Ah, so how are you?" He said sitting down next to me.
"Alright I suppose, considering the predicament I'm in." He smiled at me.
"So I hear you're not fond of blood drinking? Heh." He chuckled almost. "You'll get used to it, we all do. Do not worry for it is only cattle's blood and nothing more."
"Oh, well um...what should I be doing right now?" I said unsure of how to respond.
"What do you wish to be doing?" I thought for a moment.
"Avenging my family", I blurted out.
"Oh, that can wait. Come down stairs, we have much to discuss." I followed him out of the room and down the staircase.
Vampires. All of them were talking amongst themselves, starring at me and whispering. I could hear them, remarking on Viktor's new "Pet". I scoffed and stared at the floor. He led me into another room at the far end of the hall. I saw a large group of vampires sitting around a table. The one at the front of the table was smiling at me. I gave him a blank expression. He just kept smiling, he was dressed in what seemed to be ornate jewelry and silks.
"This is the council and the other master of my household, Kraven." He gestured towards the man at the front of the table.
"Councilmen, Kraven, this is Selene." I felt myself blushing, I never was fond of being around larger groups of people. I felt as though I was not as aristocratic as they were. A woman gave me what seemed like a smile as did Kraven and another man sitting at the table. He was black, of African decent.
"Oh! And this would be the leader of our Death Dealers, his name is Kahn."
"Death dealers?" I had no clue what he was talking about.
"Yes, they are the ones who are sworn to hunt down and kill the lycans, those who killed your family." I heard Kraven scoff.
"Heh, surely my Lord." He was sarcastic. Viktor shot him a serious and hard glare. It made me wince.
"Kraven, meet me in my quarters afterwards. Selene," I looked up at him "We could train you to be a death dealer, one of those who are sworn to kill the lycans, but do wish this lifestyle? Hunting and killing?" I thought for a moment. I had the world ahead of me and a more luxurious and incredible life then I could ever imagine myself to have. But avenging my family was my top priority.
"Yes, how soon can I start?" I gave Viktor a serious look, trying not to seem as if I was a little girl.
"My child", he laughed, "No need to be so anxious. We start tomorrow at dusk. But now you need to go to bed. It's almost sunrise. I need to stay here and convene with my council. Victoria will show you back to your quarters." A lady opened the door and waited for me. I walked out glancing back at Viktor. She took my hand and led my up the stairs. I jerked away from it.
"My my, having an attitude problem I see." I shot her a scornful look. "Oh! And would you look at that. Blue eyes already. My dear, Viktor turned you well." I gave her a questioning look.
"What do you mean? I have brown eyes."
"Take a look yourself", she nodded her head over to show me a mirror, I had Viktors eyes.
"Well, that figures. Anyone he turns is usually the strongest in our coven."
"Like Kraven?" I questioned, remembering him to be a top official in the coven.
"He's a pureborn, of mighty rich family might I add. Viktor had turned most of the death dealers though." We were at my room now. I sat down on the bed and looked out the window. I saw the faintest show of pink on the line of the horizon.
"Oh!! My my my! Can't have these open at sunrise now can we." She pulled down a piece of metal that completely covered the window. "Sunlight. A vampire's only weakness. Well, there is rutting but we need not get into that now." She snuffed out the candles on the standing candelabra in my room and closed the door as she left.
"G'night deary."
"Good night." I layed in bed for what seemed like hours. My mind going over the events of tonight, of my entire life. I tried not to think of my family but once I did I began to cry. I heard the door open and a strong arm went around me.
"Child...why are you crying? Do not worry for I am here." This wasn't Viktor. I turned around to see who it was.
Kraven.
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