Part 4: Advances Author's Note: Check first page for disclaimers, I apologize for not updating lately, I'm busy with schoolwork lately -_-;;
It was early when I awoke, 4pm in fact according to the chiming of the clock downstairs. I'm not sure what woke me, I just got up, put on my leathers and went down stairs, I was hoping to get some target practice in before anyone else got up.
No one was downstairs except for maid servants talking amongst each other before their duty began. I got to the training area, surprised to see another death dealer there whom I did not recognize. She turned at me, nodded and smiled, and went back to shooting. She had long brown hair that went just beyond her shoulders and was pulled back in a tight French braid. Pale, no make-up or jewelry. I picked up a rifle and began shooting, 3 out of four targets missed.
"Hey, try this", she handed me a longer, more slender rifle. "And try to keep one eye closed when you shoot, stop making your shoulders so tense too." I took the gun nodded and shot, I got the target, once again in the crotch. She laughed. "Oh my!" She continued to laugh. "It's not funny! This is only my second day." She continued to laugh.
"Sorry, couldn't help myself."
"What's your name?" "Adriana Caprice. I already know who you are, Selene, Viktor's little pet." I frowned, I didn't like being called this at all.
"I'm not his pet!" I shouted at her.
"Yes you are, you're the youngest person he's ever turned."
"How would you know?"
"I'm more then 500 years old, trust me, I know all his dirty little secrets." I tilted my head at her and got back to shooting. She assisted me and tried to help me get my aim correct and my shoulders positioned correctly. Eventually more death dealers showed up, disturbing our pleasant silence.
"Hunting tonight, ladies", said Kahn as he passed by us.
"What hunting?" I asked Adriana.
"We go hunting about 3 times a week. Been a bit late on hunting this year, the coven is planning a new move unfortunately." She sighed.
"To where? I've never been outside of Hungry before." I wondered about where we would be going.
"Well, either Italy, which I'm happy for, or England, which is nothing but bleakness and rain." She frowned. "Anyways, put your holsters on and meet me outside. Don't forget your rifle."
It took me a few minutes to get my things together, everyone seemed so enthusiastic about this last hunt in the homeland. Homeland because that's where the vampire and lycan covens supposedly originated. I eventually got downstairs and saw about 15 death dealers waiting. About 10 were staying in case of a lycan attack, I was lucky I was not one of them. We set out, nothing interesting for the first hour or two. I became bored easily and began to lean against a tree when one of them pranced down from the tree above me. It clawed my face and I fired. A huge claw mark went down right cheek, I fell back from the impact of the attack and recoil of the gun. I saw the other death dealers lift their guns up, we were surrounded. Shots blazed all over the place, ringing in my ears. I tried to get up and I took out my pistol and shot one of them that was charging towards me, straight in between the...eyes. It fell to the ground and quickly went back to it's original form of a man. A tall one at that, he was African and bald and started to growl at me. I was wide eyes and I have to admit quite frightened, as if I was staring at death itself. "Run!" Adriana shouted at me, I didn't hesitate and I ran. All the way back to the coven house. Panting, I ran into where the other death dealers were.
"I was...and they were...and...uh..." I tried to say in between breaths.
"Slow down, what's the matter?" Said one of the older death dealers.
"We were surrounded and one of them chased me back to here, the guards killed it I think." "What did he look like."
"Tall African man, bald, sharp teeth, dark eyes."
"Raze...I want five of you to go out there." Said the man I was speaking to. Raze must have been that man, I mean, lycan chasing me. I started to follow the death dealers out of the house but... "You stay here, you're too young for this and you're injured. Have someone take care of that wound on your face." He walked out muttering, "Viktor you bastard, why did you let that kid come with us?..."
I frowned and went up to my room to look in the mirror, the gash was at least a quarter inch deep if not more and my blood was running down my throat. I gasped and went downstairs. A maid found me with my bleeding cheek and shoved me back into my room. She brought some dressings for my wound and told me to get something to eat before I went to bed. Supposedly, it helps you to heal faster.
I felt so tired. I didn't want to have to go downstairs to face all of those people down there. I moaned and fell asleep on my bed. **************************************************************************** **
It was early when I awoke, 4pm in fact according to the chiming of the clock downstairs. I'm not sure what woke me, I just got up, put on my leathers and went down stairs, I was hoping to get some target practice in before anyone else got up.
No one was downstairs except for maid servants talking amongst each other before their duty began. I got to the training area, surprised to see another death dealer there whom I did not recognize. She turned at me, nodded and smiled, and went back to shooting. She had long brown hair that went just beyond her shoulders and was pulled back in a tight French braid. Pale, no make-up or jewelry. I picked up a rifle and began shooting, 3 out of four targets missed.
"Hey, try this", she handed me a longer, more slender rifle. "And try to keep one eye closed when you shoot, stop making your shoulders so tense too." I took the gun nodded and shot, I got the target, once again in the crotch. She laughed. "Oh my!" She continued to laugh. "It's not funny! This is only my second day." She continued to laugh.
"Sorry, couldn't help myself."
"What's your name?" "Adriana Caprice. I already know who you are, Selene, Viktor's little pet." I frowned, I didn't like being called this at all.
"I'm not his pet!" I shouted at her.
"Yes you are, you're the youngest person he's ever turned."
"How would you know?"
"I'm more then 500 years old, trust me, I know all his dirty little secrets." I tilted my head at her and got back to shooting. She assisted me and tried to help me get my aim correct and my shoulders positioned correctly. Eventually more death dealers showed up, disturbing our pleasant silence.
"Hunting tonight, ladies", said Kahn as he passed by us.
"What hunting?" I asked Adriana.
"We go hunting about 3 times a week. Been a bit late on hunting this year, the coven is planning a new move unfortunately." She sighed.
"To where? I've never been outside of Hungry before." I wondered about where we would be going.
"Well, either Italy, which I'm happy for, or England, which is nothing but bleakness and rain." She frowned. "Anyways, put your holsters on and meet me outside. Don't forget your rifle."
It took me a few minutes to get my things together, everyone seemed so enthusiastic about this last hunt in the homeland. Homeland because that's where the vampire and lycan covens supposedly originated. I eventually got downstairs and saw about 15 death dealers waiting. About 10 were staying in case of a lycan attack, I was lucky I was not one of them. We set out, nothing interesting for the first hour or two. I became bored easily and began to lean against a tree when one of them pranced down from the tree above me. It clawed my face and I fired. A huge claw mark went down right cheek, I fell back from the impact of the attack and recoil of the gun. I saw the other death dealers lift their guns up, we were surrounded. Shots blazed all over the place, ringing in my ears. I tried to get up and I took out my pistol and shot one of them that was charging towards me, straight in between the...eyes. It fell to the ground and quickly went back to it's original form of a man. A tall one at that, he was African and bald and started to growl at me. I was wide eyes and I have to admit quite frightened, as if I was staring at death itself. "Run!" Adriana shouted at me, I didn't hesitate and I ran. All the way back to the coven house. Panting, I ran into where the other death dealers were.
"I was...and they were...and...uh..." I tried to say in between breaths.
"Slow down, what's the matter?" Said one of the older death dealers.
"We were surrounded and one of them chased me back to here, the guards killed it I think." "What did he look like."
"Tall African man, bald, sharp teeth, dark eyes."
"Raze...I want five of you to go out there." Said the man I was speaking to. Raze must have been that man, I mean, lycan chasing me. I started to follow the death dealers out of the house but... "You stay here, you're too young for this and you're injured. Have someone take care of that wound on your face." He walked out muttering, "Viktor you bastard, why did you let that kid come with us?..."
I frowned and went up to my room to look in the mirror, the gash was at least a quarter inch deep if not more and my blood was running down my throat. I gasped and went downstairs. A maid found me with my bleeding cheek and shoved me back into my room. She brought some dressings for my wound and told me to get something to eat before I went to bed. Supposedly, it helps you to heal faster.
I felt so tired. I didn't want to have to go downstairs to face all of those people down there. I moaned and fell asleep on my bed. **************************************************************************** **