Crimson

Chapter 4:My Life

"It begins with a man named Vladimir Dracul ... the first vampire of the world. He was a fool, meddling with dark magic beyond his comprehension, he began the curse. He turned himself into a creature of the night ... a vampire .... He wandered for a long time ... until he found suitable people to be turned into the thing I am now ... he found Malik. Malik was just a boy at the time ... Vladimir had killed all his family and Malik was alone. So, Vladimir took him in and when Malik was sixteen ... Vladimir made him a vampire, later Vlad tried to ... rape him ... but Malik ran away and lived alone for quite some time. He was the only vampire left who was actually made personally by Vlad ... but Vlad never got to claim him. So Malik wandered ... until he found a slave boy ... dying of thirst in the desert ... so Malik gave the slave blood to drink ... and the slave ... was made ... a creature as well."

Marik looked up at Bakura, "Were you the ... slave?"

Bakura nodded, "I'll never forget him ... I woke up here ... in this castle ... in the Island of Morte ... the vampire Island. We go to the mainland once in a while to feed, but I'm in charge of Las Noches. I bring humans there and they are used for various things. Blood, sex, torture ... you name it. That's why I got to angry when Scar said you were to be used ... you will never be used ... I promise ..."

Marik smiled, "Thanks ... but why are you being so nice ... I'm only a human."

Bakura looked at Marik with sad eyes. "I don't want you to be a human ..."

Marik looked away, "Continue the story please ..."

Bakura nodded. "I woke up here and soon realized what I was ... and I had to do to survive ... but I was happy, because I soon found love ... with my Malik ..."

Bakura looked away for a second before continuing his story. "But Vladimir was still out there ... and he still lusted for Malik so one day he came ... and he ... saw us ... in bed ... yeah ... and he tried to kill me ... he shot a cross at me but ... Malik got in front ..."

Bakura looked away for a moment and Marik could see tears forming in his eyes, but he blinked them away. "His last words were 'I love you' ... I will never forget..."

Bakura looked away again. Marik felt bad for him, "If I could do anything to help ..."

Bakura continued, "Some of the stronger vampires are immune to certain things ... the only thing that kills or harms Vladimir is, believe it or not, a silver cross bathed in the blood of a human."

Marik's mouth hung open, then he grinned, "Cool!"

Bakura raised an eyebrow, "You're the first person to say that!"

Marik smiled, "So what are YOUR weaknesses?"

"Anything ... except garlic, unless I eat it ... with Seto it's holy water, with Malik ... it was ... the sun ..."

Marik raised an eyebrow, "Really!"

"Really, he was one of the strongest ... but I was always stronger ..."

Marik suddenly thought of something, "How old were you ... when you ... got turned?"

"I was seventeen if my memory serves me right ..."

Marik nodded, "I thought so ... isn't it getting late ... I mean early?"

"Why are you sleepy?"

Marik nodded.

Bakura stood up, "Then I shall leave you."

"Can you leave the door unlocked?"

Bakura nodded, "Just be careful ... and stay out of the dungeons ..."

Marik woke up late in the afternoon. He got dressed in some new clothes that were in the drawer, leather pants and a black sleeveless shirt.

He cautiously opened the door and set out to explore.

The Castle was like a maze. There was hundreds of doors; libraries, bedrooms, kitchens, dining rooms, bathrooms, everything a person, weather alive or dead, could want. Then Marik did something he shouldn't have, he went into the dungeons.

Marik's PoV

What I saw there, I will never forget. There was PEOPLE chained up to huge basins, bleeding. They were being drained. So that was what vampires used people for, for their own ... entertainment ... and for blood.

People ... real live people ... were being used like playthings ... treated like livestock ... used and thrown away. There were KIDS there ... women ... it was horrible.

I felt so useless ... so helpless. I knew I couldn't even think of helping them ... I'd die for that .... I swallowed, took a few deep breaths and turned around to leave.

I almost jumped three feet in the air when I turned around and saw Bakura. He looked really angry, this was defenitely NOT GOOD!

"I told you ... to STAY OUT of the DUNGEONS! Apparently you care NOT what I say ... for that I must punish you."

My eyes must have widened three times thir normal size. "Please don't!"

He said nothing but grabbed my arm and forcefully pulled me out. Once out he pulled me up the stairs to my room, where he locked the door and threw me on the bed. I was shaking in fear. He grabbed my wrists and handcuffed them to the bed. He did the same with my ankles. I was really scared now. I saw him sit on me and stradled my hips.

He smirked, "You've been a bad boy ... you know that ..."

I wimpered.

"Now ... you're going to pay ... dearly."

He leaned fordward and turned my neck to one side. The last thing I knew was he was sucking my blood out. It felt sick, disgusting, and everything in between. I felt the blood run down my neck. Then everything went black.

A/N: Yeah ... this is getting weirder and weirder ... so yeah R&R ... OH! Yeah to answer your question, Dar Mysteries, yes ... there's gonna be a tragedy ... like REALLY later on ... and drama ... yes drama ... what else? Uh ... AH YES! Almost forgot Marik looks like hikari Marik ... not psycho Marik ... yeah, just to clear that up. So yeah R&R pweeze!